<?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-3053913519819603144</id><updated>2012-02-12T17:00:52.674-08:00</updated><category term='education'/><category term='Journalism'/><category term='utah'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='retirement'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Students'/><category term='aging'/><category term='Abe Lincoln'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='lesson learned'/><category term='Proud to be a woman'/><category term='BYU'/><category term='America'/><category term='Marni'/><category term='DC to NY'/><category term='Boston'/><category term='Mormon'/><category term='Tor'/><category term='schools'/><category term='family'/><category term='Niagara Falls'/><category term='new year'/><category term='concert'/><category term='International Development'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Middle East'/><category term='DC'/><category term='Social Networking'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Be an Entrepreneur'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='date night'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Waiting for Superman'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='New York City'/><category term='quran'/><category term='goals'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Tourist'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='MLK'/><category term='Advice'/><category term='Provo'/><category term='LDS'/><category term='hawaii'/><category term='garden state'/><category term='Jon Bon Jovi'/><category term='Italiano'/><category term='church'/><category term='Professor'/><category term='Being Human'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Roadtrip'/><category term='Musica'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='ball drop'/><category term='Faves'/><category term='Inspirational'/><category term='Washington D.C.'/><category term='Alex Boye'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='skiing'/><category term='White Tie Ball'/><category term='love'/><category term='Uchtdorf'/><title type='text'>Life is Beautiful</title><subtitle type='html'>a memoir</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4943290056294023680</id><published>2012-02-06T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T20:43:39.034-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Provo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Snapshots and Tumblr</title><content type='html'>Here are some snapshots of my life lately. Also, I now have a tumblr! Which I may start using more regularly then my blog. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/blog/brookeself"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJeoHh3IIQg/TzCrkY6skQI/AAAAAAAABXU/TuQWoBfbLE4/s1600/IMG_0745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJeoHh3IIQg/TzCrkY6skQI/AAAAAAAABXU/TuQWoBfbLE4/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1mPIgjuKsA/TzCrlFOVEyI/AAAAAAAABXc/VP6r5RYLAcY/s1600/IMG_0759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1mPIgjuKsA/TzCrlFOVEyI/AAAAAAAABXc/VP6r5RYLAcY/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLNAxa_jWJM/TzCrpQJof9I/AAAAAAAABYU/Fgn0_yXJQP4/s1600/IMG_0798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLNAxa_jWJM/TzCrpQJof9I/AAAAAAAABYU/Fgn0_yXJQP4/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4943290056294023680?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4943290056294023680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4943290056294023680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4943290056294023680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4943290056294023680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2012/02/snapshots-and-tumblr.html' title='Snapshots and Tumblr'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJeoHh3IIQg/TzCrkY6skQI/AAAAAAAABXU/TuQWoBfbLE4/s72-c/IMG_0745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5507366433722512122</id><published>2012-01-31T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:57:05.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skiing'/><title type='text'>Skiiing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went skiing for the first time and it was a blast! The Canyons in Park City are ginormous! My roommate Cristina had also never been, so we took a lesson! Our instructor was an older man who said he had been skiing for 30 years! He was a whiz, and skiied backwards while he taught us the basics on the bunny slope. I can't wait to go again! Although, I might be sticking to the bunny slope some more. We went downhill once, and I was a bit terrified! In a panic, I thought I had instantly forgot everything I learned. Oh some funny highlights, I fell three times! Once while getting off the chairlift. I was not getting off!! My instructor had to pull me off and then I went instantly sliding down the slope until I fell to the ground. He then told me to "get up fast" because there were people behind me. I felt bad because every time I fell he would come to pick me up and it was basically all 150 pounds of me for him to lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jscSTuewmtg/TyhAo55kCgI/AAAAAAAABWk/7vyHM1sgzPk/s1600/IMG_0668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jscSTuewmtg/TyhAo55kCgI/AAAAAAAABWk/7vyHM1sgzPk/s640/IMG_0668.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgd34UEGbAU/TyhAsxvV6SI/AAAAAAAABW8/MiVCMy9uVNw/s1600/IMG_0688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgd34UEGbAU/TyhAsxvV6SI/AAAAAAAABW8/MiVCMy9uVNw/s640/IMG_0688.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puMIFw57wSA/TyhAt7UeB-I/AAAAAAAABXE/A82YtT0Mib8/s1600/IMG_0699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-puMIFw57wSA/TyhAt7UeB-I/AAAAAAAABXE/A82YtT0Mib8/s640/IMG_0699.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RazxsaMIZiE/TyhAuqI-mZI/AAAAAAAABXM/mWhUNwhV_9w/s1600/IMG_0705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RazxsaMIZiE/TyhAuqI-mZI/AAAAAAAABXM/mWhUNwhV_9w/s640/IMG_0705.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Despite the falls, I would highly recommend it! What a fun sport!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5507366433722512122?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5507366433722512122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5507366433722512122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5507366433722512122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5507366433722512122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2012/01/skiiing.html' title='Skiiing'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jscSTuewmtg/TyhAo55kCgI/AAAAAAAABWk/7vyHM1sgzPk/s72-c/IMG_0668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6613959507856363735</id><published>2012-01-21T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T11:54:51.742-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Life update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXwU-6sJ8ws/TxsU1rE0qUI/AAAAAAAABV0/MO0vDZ185DU/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXwU-6sJ8ws/TxsU1rE0qUI/AAAAAAAABV0/MO0vDZ185DU/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SEa7qT3aQO0/TxsU2MR6tHI/AAAAAAAABV8/ReX0MUfP6jA/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SEa7qT3aQO0/TxsU2MR6tHI/AAAAAAAABV8/ReX0MUfP6jA/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ucrPQ7gR8nw/TxsU2p_T7FI/AAAAAAAABWE/X-GH8LDce3Q/s1600/IMG_0561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ucrPQ7gR8nw/TxsU2p_T7FI/AAAAAAAABWE/X-GH8LDce3Q/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Utah gorgeous? If you are interested in viewing a snow-covered mountain everyday as a backdrop to your city then I recommend LIVING IN UTAH. It really can be a beautiful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...School has begun and I am in my LAST SEMESTER at BYU. Deep breaths.. it is kind of hard for me to believe considering the unconventional path I have taken and all that I have done. Since beginning my bachelors degree I have attended two universities, one community college, lived in Rexburg, Idaho; Laie, Hawaii; Sacramento, California; New York City; Washington DC.; Been a custodian, a waitress, a door-to-door salesman, learned to surf and snowboard, hiked my longest hike--8-miles in beautful Kuai, jumped off large rocks into the ocean or a Utah lake, and been to all sessions of an LDS general conference in one weekend, driven from California to Utah by myself 10 times, traveled to Europe and back and became a real journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will life take me next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzRBfErjI1I/TxsVS-AyB-I/AAAAAAAABWM/f43o-4aEsFQ/s1600/IMG_0523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzRBfErjI1I/TxsVS-AyB-I/AAAAAAAABWM/f43o-4aEsFQ/s320/IMG_0523.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha.. &amp;nbsp;Here are a few photos to sum up what I have been up to lately and some quotes about education. To be honest, I think acquiring an education is one of the most important and vital things a person should do in life. I think an education is invaluable. And whether you are a man of skill and trade, or you aspire to be an astrophysicists there is something new to be learned and appreciated everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.&amp;nbsp; ~Will Durant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Education would be much more effective if its purpose was to ensure that by the time they leave school every boy and girl should know how much they do not know, and be imbued with a lifelong desire to know it.&amp;nbsp; ~William Haley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Education is a better safeguard of liberty than a standing army.&amp;nbsp; ~Edward Everett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Education is what remains after one has forgotten what one has learned in school.&amp;nbsp; ~Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows.&amp;nbsp; ~Sydney J. Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;Let's just say I am a bit of an advocate. Both of my parents were school teachers. And my dream job would be to be a professor one day. What are you doing to further your education?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #e5e5dd; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; text-align: -webkit-left;"&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/3053913519819603144-6613959507856363735?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6613959507856363735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6613959507856363735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6613959507856363735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6613959507856363735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-update.html' title='Life update'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXwU-6sJ8ws/TxsU1rE0qUI/AAAAAAAABV0/MO0vDZ185DU/s72-c/IMG_0528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7368313965458294386</id><published>2011-12-31T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:23:20.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ball drop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsZ5OIl-5kg/Tv-Xkdd5ngI/AAAAAAAABVY/sQcAy2_B4gg/s1600/Happy+New+Year+2012+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsZ5OIl-5kg/Tv-Xkdd5ngI/AAAAAAAABVY/sQcAy2_B4gg/s640/Happy+New+Year+2012+%25283%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe this year is coming to an end. It feels like it happened in a blink of an eye. Here's to new beginnings, new goals and new year's resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Feliz ano nuevo! Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxUrAsH3uaQ/Tv-Y7kHyE4I/AAAAAAAABVk/kNNrbvSQ-Zo/s1600/ball+drop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="406" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AxUrAsH3uaQ/Tv-Y7kHyE4I/AAAAAAAABVk/kNNrbvSQ-Zo/s640/ball+drop.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be watching the &lt;a href="http://www.talknerdytome.net/2010/12/technology-behind-new-years-ball-drop.html"&gt;ball drop&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7368313965458294386?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7368313965458294386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7368313965458294386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7368313965458294386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7368313965458294386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/12/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsZ5OIl-5kg/Tv-Xkdd5ngI/AAAAAAAABVY/sQcAy2_B4gg/s72-c/Happy+New+Year+2012+%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2951544957863944587</id><published>2011-12-31T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:43:58.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas according to my iPhone-14,472</title><content type='html'>Let's just say my lack of blogging has not been due to a shortage of photos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;14,472 is the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;number I currently have on my Mac--since acquiring it in May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite Christmas themed photos.&amp;nbsp;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orPUbq8C-ls/Tv7Sj8sBanI/AAAAAAAABSo/0yTbu8RDaZI/s1600/IMG_9631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orPUbq8C-ls/Tv7Sj8sBanI/AAAAAAAABSo/0yTbu8RDaZI/s400/IMG_9631.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zzA2hrk6TM/Tv7TKGfgPbI/AAAAAAAABUE/O5J2FDEeDls/s1600/IMG_9719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zzA2hrk6TM/Tv7TKGfgPbI/AAAAAAAABUE/O5J2FDEeDls/s400/IMG_9719.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsGsSwMKEms/Tv7SpleHZ_I/AAAAAAAABTg/DpOYezSTWk0/s1600/IMG_9879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KsGsSwMKEms/Tv7SpleHZ_I/AAAAAAAABTg/DpOYezSTWk0/s400/IMG_9879.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jzAWm_ZT_g/Tv7St88CIZI/AAAAAAAABT4/r_mfB6Jfp3w/s1600/IMG_9904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1jzAWm_ZT_g/Tv7St88CIZI/AAAAAAAABT4/r_mfB6Jfp3w/s400/IMG_9904.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeKiAgTBmhA/Tv7V8cXXArI/AAAAAAAABU8/gBbIqaKG_gs/s1600/IMG_2115+-+Version+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YeKiAgTBmhA/Tv7V8cXXArI/AAAAAAAABU8/gBbIqaKG_gs/s400/IMG_2115+-+Version+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had another happy, food and family-filled Christmas at the Self home. How was yours? Hope it was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2951544957863944587?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2951544957863944587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2951544957863944587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2951544957863944587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2951544957863944587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-according-to-my-iphone.html' title='Christmas according to my iPhone-14,472'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orPUbq8C-ls/Tv7Sj8sBanI/AAAAAAAABSo/0yTbu8RDaZI/s72-c/IMG_9631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2695982069971360882</id><published>2011-12-03T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:22:12.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roadtrip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC to NY'/><title type='text'>Boston and New York Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Ellen and I went on an epic roadtrip to New York City and Boston last week. We had a lot of fun, saw tons of the sites and made some new friends on the way. Overall it was a successful trip. Here are a few recap photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Q9IErMT0g/TtrHzQSM9fI/AAAAAAAABMg/WJ9xdSZGEMQ/s1600/IMG_1580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Q9IErMT0g/TtrHzQSM9fI/AAAAAAAABMg/WJ9xdSZGEMQ/s640/IMG_1580.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6adQNMQcDKk/TtrH0AKVXCI/AAAAAAAABMo/CXMFeWyCq1M/s1600/IMG_1623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6adQNMQcDKk/TtrH0AKVXCI/AAAAAAAABMo/CXMFeWyCq1M/s640/IMG_1623.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pblwv7j_Ovw/TsSkRJsE3tI/AAAAAAAABLc/g8kvDlfHuLo/s1600/national_cathedral.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pblwv7j_Ovw/TsSkRJsE3tI/AAAAAAAABLc/g8kvDlfHuLo/s640/national_cathedral.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went to an Interfaith Concert at the National Cathedral this Tuesday night. What a gorgeous building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the concert their were performances by the DC Mormon Choir, a Jewish choir, Hindus, Howard Univ. Choir and the "Washington Revels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so intrigued by the ancient Hindu chant and choreographed dance. Also, the Washington Revels--basically a performance group--did a song in Spanish and then led the whole congregation in an Arabic and Hebrew hymn. It was beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3235664134549114704?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3235664134549114704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3235664134549114704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3235664134549114704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3235664134549114704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/11/national-cathedral.html' title='National Cathedral'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pblwv7j_Ovw/TsSkRJsE3tI/AAAAAAAABLc/g8kvDlfHuLo/s72-c/national_cathedral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4661924699546129054</id><published>2011-11-16T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:36:51.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Social Networking-- How does it compare to real life??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUmjP1Nevc0/TsSi5h1sL-I/AAAAAAAABLM/MSpIbr89HFI/s1600/4674904173_b436be82ab_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUmjP1Nevc0/TsSi5h1sL-I/AAAAAAAABLM/MSpIbr89HFI/s640/4674904173_b436be82ab_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to social networking-- blogging, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Pinterest, etc. etc. ..(the list could go on for awhile with today's technology) who doesn't like to put their best foot forward??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean--who doesn't try to show their best self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And first of all--why wouldn't you?? (This web-page is sharing all that you are to the rest of the world in perhaps a few seconds or clicks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho.. what does this mean to you, me, and perhaps society on a whole?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As fun and nice it is to see our friends photos.. and keep updated on their activities and accomplishments.. what is it doing to us? And for&lt;br /&gt;us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N60H45j1Vgo/TsSi7mlBXUI/AAAAAAAABLU/aIjjB7CMsLU/s1600/5824320650_e150b6f926.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N60H45j1Vgo/TsSi7mlBXUI/AAAAAAAABLU/aIjjB7CMsLU/s640/5824320650_e150b6f926.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4661924699546129054?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4661924699546129054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4661924699546129054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4661924699546129054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4661924699546129054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/11/social-networking-how-does-it-compare.html' title='Social Networking-- How does it compare to real life??'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YUmjP1Nevc0/TsSi5h1sL-I/AAAAAAAABLM/MSpIbr89HFI/s72-c/4674904173_b436be82ab_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4631037682416580138</id><published>2011-11-01T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:34:51.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>"I'm a Mormon" Church PR campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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And&amp;nbsp;I tried to capture as many as I could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most were on Taxi cabs, sometimes I saw them on random news kiosks, and there is even a large digital ad right in the middle of Times Square! (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do you know how much it costs to run an advertisement in Times Square?? A LOT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the "&lt;a href="http://mormon.org/people/"&gt;I am a Mormon" ad campaign &lt;/a&gt;by the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is to inform the public about what it means to be a Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to teach people about Mormonism is through the lives of its members-- the church public relations committee decided-- so that is how the campaign began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my article&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://universe2.byu.edu/node/12307"&gt;"Members are future of Church PR"&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to learn more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGIpRrWsk9c/TrCba0taPrI/AAAAAAAABD8/NmdrokuwSHU/s1600/IMG_1733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGIpRrWsk9c/TrCba0taPrI/AAAAAAAABD8/NmdrokuwSHU/s640/IMG_1733.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Church PR campaign'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7h_ISh2FnQc/TrCnskwk7TI/AAAAAAAABIE/k4m1NtTIShs/s72-c/IMG_3208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2666819752757613474</id><published>2011-10-30T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:38:32.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Words to live by: a smattering of thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdWzf1X7RKI/Tq4U-m083mI/AAAAAAAAA_w/lxFLS1fBw4A/s1600/art+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdWzf1X7RKI/Tq4U-m083mI/AAAAAAAAA_w/lxFLS1fBw4A/s640/art+pic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderation in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose yourself and you will find yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was showering tonight. And I was singing. I had Coldplay's Viva la Vida stuck in my head. In my tone deaf voice-- I sang "Oh oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh oh oh oh..." There is so much beauty around us. And I am constantly amazed. Inspired. Taken back. I can't replace what I have learned here this semester. And just when for some reason I thought I knew it all... I learned I really don't. However that sounds..weird, sad, funny...etc. It was a great lesson for me. This humbling experience.. has taught me that it's only up from here. The best is yet to come. Life is about taking the consistent steady path where you want to go.. and never looking back. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Be who you want to be and say what you want to say because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think that is how the quote goes. My thoughts are a stream of cliches. But it is these exact cliches that I think are important for us to remember. &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Progress. &lt;/b&gt;It's the only direction you can go--for good or bad-- if you keep on striving to accomplish your goals. That is a positive thing I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there are universal laws that govern the Earth?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Like that which you sow you will reap== Karma for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you believe in energies? Like..the energy you give off is transmitted to those around you.&lt;br /&gt;If you give off positive or good energies into the universe those same energies will come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2666819752757613474?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2666819752757613474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2666819752757613474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2666819752757613474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2666819752757613474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to live by: a smattering of thoughts'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdWzf1X7RKI/Tq4U-m083mI/AAAAAAAAA_w/lxFLS1fBw4A/s72-c/art+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4019641279427357618</id><published>2011-10-29T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:39:25.952-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington D.C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourist'/><title type='text'>Mt. Vernon Boat Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life happens in interesting and coincidental ways sometimes. Just the night before Alan asked me to go on this boat cruise with him to Mt. Vernon, my good friend Jen (who served her mission in DC) was told me that I really needed to go there! I had asked her for her advice on what she thought were some "must-see" places in DC and this was one of the main places she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before this, I had never heard of Mt. Vernon--(The home of first US President George Washington.) Needless to say this trip was a treat and the company was not bad as well. I had only met Alan the week before at a breakfast my roommates hosted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was a really sweet guy and we talked A LOT about dating philosophies, the differences between guys and girls, and marriage(?). It was entertaining conversation. And of course one of the most talked about subjects of single &lt;a href="http://lds.org/?lang=eng"&gt;Latter-day Saints&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9NlTmLlSL4/Tqxsd3k8FrI/AAAAAAAAA7o/V17VCVGjRIo/s1600/IMG_6484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9NlTmLlSL4/Tqxsd3k8FrI/AAAAAAAAA7o/V17VCVGjRIo/s640/IMG_6484.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Potomac River is breathtaking. The water is just still and on this particular Saturday morning the sky was blue, there were only a few clouds, and the fresh air of morning just made this cruise sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPlaYjuSnDw/TqxseQSpoTI/AAAAAAAAA7w/GnEMKxYAYiM/s1600/IMG_6498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPlaYjuSnDw/TqxseQSpoTI/AAAAAAAAA7w/GnEMKxYAYiM/s640/IMG_6498.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0yH7H0mmj8/Tqxse2cUMfI/AAAAAAAAA74/WCqrDvVUg7U/s1600/IMG_6502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0yH7H0mmj8/Tqxse2cUMfI/AAAAAAAAA74/WCqrDvVUg7U/s640/IMG_6502.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WPWfFozqtP0/TqxsfdNlqlI/AAAAAAAAA8A/DGRsBttY35c/s1600/IMG_6504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WPWfFozqtP0/TqxsfdNlqlI/AAAAAAAAA8A/DGRsBttY35c/s640/IMG_6504.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8887HQvnFo/Tqxsf-VQwwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SdCMASBVFag/s1600/IMG_6567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8887HQvnFo/Tqxsf-VQwwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/SdCMASBVFag/s640/IMG_6567.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nua06cWArCI/Tqxsgpj9VVI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/vQeypFVxuaU/s1600/IMG_6586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nua06cWArCI/Tqxsgpj9VVI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/vQeypFVxuaU/s640/IMG_6586.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Washington Mansion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A little interesting fact: In Washington's time if a traveler knocked on your door you were obligated to one, let them in, two, let them stay the night, and three, allow them to stay for however long they needed without asking them how long they would be staying. Supposedly the Washington's had as many as 500 guests in one year at the mansion and some even stayed up to 8 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVgzOikr4PM/TqxshLgZfWI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/3L3g7O7JDaM/s1600/IMG_6587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fVgzOikr4PM/TqxshLgZfWI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/3L3g7O7JDaM/s640/IMG_6587.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vo1vevQ20IA/Tqxsh_HrX7I/AAAAAAAAA8g/x9_7KgW8r-I/s1600/IMG_6592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vo1vevQ20IA/Tqxsh_HrX7I/AAAAAAAAA8g/x9_7KgW8r-I/s640/IMG_6592.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The blacksmith was making nails. It was really neat to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PIjkopEBCCc/TqxsiZNVaXI/AAAAAAAAA8o/B1TG4maIPM4/s1600/IMG_6599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PIjkopEBCCc/TqxsiZNVaXI/AAAAAAAAA8o/B1TG4maIPM4/s640/IMG_6599.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8-ZKQLpqpEY/TqxsjLsze3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/UFcaZOLntic/s1600/IMG_6607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8-ZKQLpqpEY/TqxsjLsze3I/AAAAAAAAA8w/UFcaZOLntic/s640/IMG_6607.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Colonel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This guy was hilarious. He spoke to us as if it was the early 1800's. He had never heard of "this place" called Utah. And he told us we needed to join the lottery in town to win a hotel. Everyone was apparently hoping to win--and the winner also gets to pick the name of it. He also said Washington loved to work in his garden and he wrote love letters to Martha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5684Do1TVtc/Tqxsj1FSRbI/AAAAAAAAA84/VKTUpDx0gJQ/s1600/IMG_6614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5684Do1TVtc/Tqxsj1FSRbI/AAAAAAAAA84/VKTUpDx0gJQ/s640/IMG_6614.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDN0DMxi6As/TqxslNBw_zI/AAAAAAAAA9A/E65BveIdsEA/s1600/IMG_6619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDN0DMxi6As/TqxslNBw_zI/AAAAAAAAA9A/E65BveIdsEA/s640/IMG_6619.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Washington and wife Martha's tombs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdT12nPRUPA/TqxsltFJpYI/AAAAAAAAA9I/NO2lAAUJ2xQ/s1600/IMG_6632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdT12nPRUPA/TqxsltFJpYI/AAAAAAAAA9I/NO2lAAUJ2xQ/s640/IMG_6632.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The many trees on the East Coast are just gorgeous. I love bring surrounded by nature and plant life everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuzUAomxIyo/Tqxsm9xxz5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/p7eIDtrTBRI/s1600/IMG_6643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuzUAomxIyo/Tqxsm9xxz5I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/p7eIDtrTBRI/s640/IMG_6643.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opCQI-S8cp0/TqxsnuRDtOI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/45ycPR2dNfs/s1600/IMG_6673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opCQI-S8cp0/TqxsnuRDtOI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/45ycPR2dNfs/s640/IMG_6673.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just to keep a record of this adventure, this date actually turned into a whole day affair! When we realized we missed our 1:15 boat ride back! We thought it would leave at 1:30..oops! It gave us more time to explore Mt. Vernon though, which I was happy about. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4019641279427357618?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4019641279427357618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4019641279427357618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4019641279427357618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4019641279427357618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/mt-vernon-boat-cruise.html' title='Mt. Vernon Boat Cruise'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N9NlTmLlSL4/Tqxsd3k8FrI/AAAAAAAAA7o/V17VCVGjRIo/s72-c/IMG_6484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7453299646102622576</id><published>2011-10-29T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:40:16.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington D.C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Smithsonian American Art Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The majority of these photos are from the American Folk Art exhibit at the Smithsonian American Art museum. This exhibit was really cool. A lot of these pieces are just plain ugly! But the whole point of the exhibit was display the creative and imaginative spirit of art and people of America. I believe most pieces were from the 70's and 80's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17scuiL4nfg/TqxmWDU-ruI/AAAAAAAAA3w/v23-BqXWwJk/s1600/IMG_7151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17scuiL4nfg/TqxmWDU-ruI/AAAAAAAAA3w/v23-BqXWwJk/s640/IMG_7151.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This piece was crazy! This man made all of these statues basically out of aluminum foil, cardboard and steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AvNb6vAas0U/TqxmYzosymI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/3OZH4roWBvk/s1600/IMG_7194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AvNb6vAas0U/TqxmYzosymI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/3OZH4roWBvk/s640/IMG_7194.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaUf9l6KxI0/TqxmaLg2HmI/AAAAAAAAA4g/5MN0R6o-Q9k/s1600/IMG_7208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaUf9l6KxI0/TqxmaLg2HmI/AAAAAAAAA4g/5MN0R6o-Q9k/s640/IMG_7208.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved this piece! "One cannot paint New York as it is, but rather how it felt." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRou3qzDipI/TqxmbQc1d3I/AAAAAAAAA4w/H6M9v93SQUs/s1600/IMG_7225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRou3qzDipI/TqxmbQc1d3I/AAAAAAAAA4w/H6M9v93SQUs/s640/IMG_7225.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;JFK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E--l_AGhJPE/TqxmcPd064I/AAAAAAAAA44/lQQyRqOzUoE/s1600/IMG_7228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E--l_AGhJPE/TqxmcPd064I/AAAAAAAAA44/lQQyRqOzUoE/s640/IMG_7228.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;More folk art: I loved these Native American Statues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QyprybIkx5g/Tqxm5yxcpOI/AAAAAAAAA6o/krgOxnlEW4k/s1600/IMG_7234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QyprybIkx5g/Tqxm5yxcpOI/AAAAAAAAA6o/krgOxnlEW4k/s640/IMG_7234.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Contemporary Art:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbS_3uEsZfI/TqxqQDoyKoI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nph-xchMyzY/s1600/IMG_7274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JbS_3uEsZfI/TqxqQDoyKoI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nph-xchMyzY/s640/IMG_7274.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXZS6_89v_8/TqxqiYpERUI/AAAAAAAAA7g/FLq1_I6jjKs/s1600/IMG_7261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BFCEs1Iw2vs/TqxpowLf3bI/AAAAAAAAA64/IEUWtr7HmkI/s640/IMG_7273.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This exhibit was cool. In each state there were different size TV screens that showed various scenes that applied to that state's history, significant events, famous landmarks, agriculture, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZM8wqyvpfE/TqxppQjuihI/AAAAAAAAA7A/3JmRuz4bNlM/s1600/IMG_7278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qZM8wqyvpfE/TqxppQjuihI/AAAAAAAAA7A/3JmRuz4bNlM/s640/IMG_7278.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7453299646102622576?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7453299646102622576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7453299646102622576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7453299646102622576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7453299646102622576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/smithsonian-american-art-museum.html' title='Smithsonian American Art Museum'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-17scuiL4nfg/TqxmWDU-ruI/AAAAAAAAA3w/v23-BqXWwJk/s72-c/IMG_7151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8694241363688863100</id><published>2011-10-29T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:44:14.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington D.C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>More DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-473VjSo7-8U/TqsX5YuXChI/AAAAAAAAA0s/3TJEeGu4TlE/s1600/IMG_7345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-473VjSo7-8U/TqsX5YuXChI/AAAAAAAAA0s/3TJEeGu4TlE/s640/IMG_7345.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Capitol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3l1gdeFTnQ/TqsX6KXiZBI/AAAAAAAAA00/CA5KJBClf5Y/s1600/IMG_7357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3l1gdeFTnQ/TqsX6KXiZBI/AAAAAAAAA00/CA5KJBClf5Y/s640/IMG_7357.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the corner of Constitution Ave. and 7th st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about two blocks from the National Mall and my work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rUew2_d6YF8/TqsX7YMXsQI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ap6IxsGfxcw/s1600/IMG_7365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rUew2_d6YF8/TqsX7YMXsQI/AAAAAAAAA1E/ap6IxsGfxcw/s640/IMG_7365.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in front of the National Art Gallery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-drn6FZP5D18/TqsX8IHLzWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/J09Qx_3ac4Q/s1600/IMG_7366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-drn6FZP5D18/TqsX8IHLzWI/AAAAAAAAA1M/J09Qx_3ac4Q/s640/IMG_7366.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Louvre in Paris? No. Just the National Art Gallery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_359w-QBLM/TqsX8hRU1WI/AAAAAAAAA1U/kGuSgfIpYiA/s1600/IMG_7367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N_359w-QBLM/TqsX8hRU1WI/AAAAAAAAA1U/kGuSgfIpYiA/s640/IMG_7367.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the bookstore inside Union Station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYjFA5F2TAw/TqsX8yM7WlI/AAAAAAAAA1c/cAtz4fps3VQ/s1600/IMG_7368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RYjFA5F2TAw/TqsX8yM7WlI/AAAAAAAAA1c/cAtz4fps3VQ/s640/IMG_7368.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the National Zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2flipnXyxA/TqsX9bc8PSI/AAAAAAAAA1k/pE1aPxnB3aw/s1600/IMG_7370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2flipnXyxA/TqsX9bc8PSI/AAAAAAAAA1k/pE1aPxnB3aw/s640/IMG_7370.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking on the National Mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PoJvn4hwyEw/TqsX-FAvJQI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_znp_BQMmQM/s1600/IMG_7371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PoJvn4hwyEw/TqsX-FAvJQI/AAAAAAAAA1s/_znp_BQMmQM/s640/IMG_7371.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rush hour at my metro stop-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gallery Place/ Chinatown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9bO4XIQ3wZ8/TqsX-oxdhfI/AAAAAAAAA10/qT9mZrxwkJI/s1600/IMG_7372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9bO4XIQ3wZ8/TqsX-oxdhfI/AAAAAAAAA10/qT9mZrxwkJI/s640/IMG_7372.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken Fried rice! I am enjoying cooking again. It is a weird phenomenon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZD9AXVbpC8/TqsX6w6HgVI/AAAAAAAAA08/0gtYdeSI-6U/s1600/IMG_7362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZD9AXVbpC8/TqsX6w6HgVI/AAAAAAAAA08/0gtYdeSI-6U/s640/IMG_7362.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's the year of the Mormon!" -- Boston Globe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would agree. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an update on my experiences with the&amp;nbsp;WCPJ (Washington Center for Politics and Journalism) I am going to start updating them&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://brookeself.blogspot.com/p/dc-experience.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! It is still really under construction. But I should have content up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;To recap: I am keeping busy! Everyday I commute for an hour by metro to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.aarp.org/bulletin/"&gt;my internship&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;downtown. We are right in the heart of DC and just a couple blocks from the National Mall. It is pretty neat and I really do feel so blessed to be here. The AARP is such a wonderful organization and great company to work for too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;On Tuesdays and Thursday's the WSPJ meets at the&amp;nbsp;Watergate complex. Yes, the same&amp;nbsp;building where the scandal&amp;nbsp;occurred. Our building is also next door to the famous Kennedy Center and the Saudi Embassy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IJ_7TbBUlU/TqseIdLhFJI/AAAAAAAAA18/-JXl0Z35jVY/s1600/IMG_6293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IJ_7TbBUlU/TqseIdLhFJI/AAAAAAAAA18/-JXl0Z35jVY/s640/IMG_6293.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDYmEr8vKUU/TqseOGbC5PI/AAAAAAAAA2M/15Xn76YFOyE/s1600/IMG_6318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDYmEr8vKUU/TqseOGbC5PI/AAAAAAAAA2M/15Xn76YFOyE/s640/IMG_6318.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dlqzv4-vKq0/TqseKABk4nI/AAAAAAAAA2E/RAibf1p1RiI/s1600/IMG_6315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dlqzv4-vKq0/TqseKABk4nI/AAAAAAAAA2E/RAibf1p1RiI/s640/IMG_6315.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kennedy Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Did you hear about the &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/10/11/141244466/u-s-iran-planned-to-kill-saudi-ambassador"&gt;planned attack on the Saudi Ambassador&lt;/a&gt;? We were right next door to the embassy when the news broke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;For that same reason-- being in the nation's capitol is cool. I feel I am always at the center of what is going on in the country! Perhaps because this IS the headquarters for the nation's news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I am ahead of the news though, just because I am here. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Reading the news has really become a deeper love for me this semester.&lt;br /&gt;My favorites include:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/"&gt;The Economist&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the Washington Post (it's what everyone reads here and I think they're political coverage is great).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://magazine.byu.edu/?act=view&amp;amp;a=2889"&gt;BYU mentor&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;a BYU Alum who is now the managing editor of The Las Vegas Review Journal-- told me he really thought the Wall Street Journal does some of the best journalism in the industry. &amp;nbsp;Because of his extensive experience in news editing, I immediately took note.&amp;nbsp;Reading the WSJ almost makes you feel like a snobby elitist though because you know it's only for those working on wall street or people with higher incomes who can afford to pay for the content. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I am in news heaven at work though, with every legitimate news source available at my fingertips,&amp;nbsp;it is a hard-news reporter's dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;View from the Watergate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VkUFYNvSt4/Tqsewrd-L5I/AAAAAAAAA2U/NgSnoow8nS0/s1600/IMG_7008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VkUFYNvSt4/Tqsewrd-L5I/AAAAAAAAA2U/NgSnoow8nS0/s640/IMG_7008.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I love the group of interns in the program with me and have definitely made some good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Cheers! Here's to more Dc updates soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9aMNmQXBMg/Tqsex5HBP_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/kxM3lnorl40/s1600/IMG_7009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9aMNmQXBMg/Tqsex5HBP_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/kxM3lnorl40/s640/IMG_7009.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGW1y8_0m6U/TqsezJ6DY9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/TR6EwhXdI-4/s1600/IMG_7010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGW1y8_0m6U/TqsezJ6DY9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/TR6EwhXdI-4/s640/IMG_7010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIUlR4_rloo/Tqsez93N8KI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fmILR6U2Xe4/s1600/IMG_7011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VIUlR4_rloo/Tqsez93N8KI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fmILR6U2Xe4/s640/IMG_7011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8909381683088958061?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8909381683088958061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8909381683088958061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8909381683088958061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8909381683088958061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/dc-update.html' title='Dc Update'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-473VjSo7-8U/TqsX5YuXChI/AAAAAAAAA0s/3TJEeGu4TlE/s72-c/IMG_7345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-49330425673881293</id><published>2011-10-28T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:17:29.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>'I have a dream'....MLK Memorial Dedication</title><content type='html'>Today I attended the MLK Memorial Dedication at West Potomac Park in Washington DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful and historic day it was!&lt;br /&gt;There were thousands and thousands and thousands of people there. It was just a sea of white caps for as far as I could see ahead of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama was the keynote speaker and gave a wonderful speech about remembering MLK's legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khHi9VQVm9A/TqsNH3N-KoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/G3wKXMiwAik/s1600/IMG_6893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khHi9VQVm9A/TqsNH3N-KoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/G3wKXMiwAik/s320/IMG_6893.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFPdZmeJWms/TqsNIr4H4wI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ewDSSWnDazc/s1600/IMG_6894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFPdZmeJWms/TqsNIr4H4wI/AAAAAAAAAz8/ewDSSWnDazc/s320/IMG_6894.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-SejM0XEDk/TqsNJCiiSWI/AAAAAAAAA0E/xRG3JoI_VE0/s1600/IMG_6908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-SejM0XEDk/TqsNJCiiSWI/AAAAAAAAA0E/xRG3JoI_VE0/s320/IMG_6908.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlTMW6mmpk4/TqsNJq8675I/AAAAAAAAA0M/_FiNPU8feKA/s1600/IMG_6912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FlTMW6mmpk4/TqsNJq8675I/AAAAAAAAA0M/_FiNPU8feKA/s320/IMG_6912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLqHzJJaFoM/TqsNKHVy11I/AAAAAAAAA0U/idSi9-QH7VY/s1600/IMG_6948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLqHzJJaFoM/TqsNKHVy11I/AAAAAAAAA0U/idSi9-QH7VY/s320/IMG_6948.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7d8pdzfjw0/TqsNKTtSv_I/AAAAAAAAA0c/y_nUV3oheBY/s1600/IMG_6970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7d8pdzfjw0/TqsNKTtSv_I/AAAAAAAAA0c/y_nUV3oheBY/s320/IMG_6970.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was ginormous and of course reminiscent of the historic Civil Rights march King led himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so proud to be an American. Mostly proud of freedom. I hate the idea of American exceptionalism, but I do think we are doing somethings right in this country. And we still have a way to go to give more minority groups all of the freedoms they want and desire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-49330425673881293?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/49330425673881293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=49330425673881293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/49330425673881293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/49330425673881293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-dreammlk-memorial-dedication.html' title='&apos;I have a dream&apos;....MLK Memorial Dedication'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khHi9VQVm9A/TqsNH3N-KoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/G3wKXMiwAik/s72-c/IMG_6893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2258999118637756556</id><published>2011-10-03T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:28:30.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italiano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Songs I'm lovin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VSAB5ckdCv0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4ASJBXu8tNo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello..someone take me to the beach! -- Love this Augustana video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I think I'll go to Boston..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; If I can afford it in the next couple of months it's definitely on my wishlist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I wish I spoke Italian! What a beautiful language. All I get out of the lyrics is that "Sospesa" means Suspended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll tell you a secret..(I first heard the song in one of my favorite movies-- Letters to Juliet.) Yes, I am that girl.. I love that movie! Don't judge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2258999118637756556?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2258999118637756556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2258999118637756556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2258999118637756556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2258999118637756556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/songs-im-lovin.html' title='Songs I&apos;m lovin...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VSAB5ckdCv0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6153625753560802767</id><published>2011-10-01T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:18:37.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proud to be a woman'/><title type='text'>What it looks like to be a woman around the world in 2011</title><content type='html'>What really got me think about this subject was &lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/newsweek/2011/09/18/newsweek-tracks-women-s-progress-around-the-world.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; article from Newsweek called,"Where women are winning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know 68% of Social Security recipients in the United States over 85 are women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or that women in the U.S. make only three-quarters of what men make income wise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Norway, half of their government is run by women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-Ghqxzp1SU/TofFYeov4lI/AAAAAAAAAzk/44N4SZcxkG0/s1600/brazilian+president.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-Ghqxzp1SU/TofFYeov4lI/AAAAAAAAAzk/44N4SZcxkG0/s320/brazilian+president.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first woman President in Brazil just got elected. The U.S. has yet to elect a woman to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TEpWisJY0sY/TofFE1PJTHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/LWNOhq1ln8o/s1600/saudi+arabia+women+driver+protest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TEpWisJY0sY/TofFE1PJTHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/LWNOhq1ln8o/s320/saudi+arabia+women+driver+protest.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Saudi Arabia, women are not allowed to drive a car. They must hire a male driver or get their brother, dad, son to drive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than half of the victims in Somalia who are &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-africa-14785304"&gt;literally starving to death&lt;/a&gt; are children. And the other majority are women. &lt;a href="http://kristof.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/07/12/in-mogadishu-a-lifeline-for-somali-rape-victims/"&gt;Women who are at high risk&lt;/a&gt; of being raped and robbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JAGtk-tNVI/TofGsVtT5yI/AAAAAAAAAzo/q6b81ALoqV4/s1600/somalia+women.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JAGtk-tNVI/TofGsVtT5yI/AAAAAAAAAzo/q6b81ALoqV4/s320/somalia+women.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to be a woman. I believe we have a different makeup from men for a specific purpose. It is honorable and great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, it behooves me to believe that women should have less opportunities or privileges simply because of their sex. Women should have the same opportunities if not more.. because of their makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the U.S. more women are attending college and getting degrees. This has yet to change the income disparity between the sexes.. but women are definitely making their mark in the world and I salute the progress women have made in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this post is just to show.. being a woman in other parts of the world may look very different and I can't wait to see the day when we are all equal-- by sex, race, and nationality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-6153625753560802767?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6153625753560802767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6153625753560802767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6153625753560802767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6153625753560802767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-it-looks-like-to-be-woman-around.html' title='What it looks like to be a woman around the world in 2011'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-Ghqxzp1SU/TofFYeov4lI/AAAAAAAAAzk/44N4SZcxkG0/s72-c/brazilian+president.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1294924717352860555</id><published>2011-10-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:53:21.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be an Entrepreneur'/><title type='text'>Can anyone be a journalist?</title><content type='html'>This is a question journalism professors sometimes bring up in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My opinion??&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is journalism??&lt;br /&gt;The answer to the first question obviously depends on your definition of journalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion.. journalism is like a mirror- we reflect things that have happened. Can anyone do that with an iphone, smart phone, ipad, digital camera?? Uhhh.. yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional journalists would argue that real journalism has a certain standard and quality not attainable by the average person or by a person who is not been trained in news writing.. but with the way things are going.. I really believe I am, you are, my mom, anyone.. is a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are definitely different standards and pars of journalism.. but journalism is something that reflects current events.. whether it be a "twit-pic". a tweet, a Facebook status/ photo.. etc. That is where "news" is going. That is where news is breaking... on social media and the internet. The internet has really made the entire world available to anyone who sits down at their home office or who use their laptop sitting cozily on the couch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1294924717352860555?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1294924717352860555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1294924717352860555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1294924717352860555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1294924717352860555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/can-anyone-be-journalist.html' title='Can anyone be a journalist?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7647915967560086654</id><published>2011-10-01T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:55:26.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Wisdom from Twilight.. Is that an oxymoron?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GuVqMxGkwj8/TodrHLuFftI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uu5YP6G-AxA/s1600/twilight-cast_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GuVqMxGkwj8/TodrHLuFftI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uu5YP6G-AxA/s320/twilight-cast_l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;My friend Marni and I talked about this speech from the Twilight movie (dont ask me which one) after we both saw it. It spoke to us.. And I feel it probably speaks to many..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;When we embrace life. and realize "Hey, I don't know everything".. and this stage of I am a 20-something-year -old and I sometimes don't know where life is taking me. Well gosh darn. That is just OKaaayyyy. (I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Valedictorian Speech in Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: #666666; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8asXu5U6B0/TodrIa9gutI/AAAAAAAAAzc/QpxIR6REkdc/s1600/grad+speech.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8asXu5U6B0/TodrIa9gutI/AAAAAAAAAzc/QpxIR6REkdc/s320/grad+speech.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"When we were ten, they asked [what we wanted to be when we grew up] and we answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, how 'bout this: who the hec knows?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, its time to make mistakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Take the wrong train and &lt;b&gt;get stuck somewhere&lt;/b&gt; chill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Fall in love&lt;/b&gt; - a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Major in philosophy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Change your mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Then&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;change it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;because nothing is permanent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;So make as many mistakes as you can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;we won't have to guess...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: #666666; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;We'll know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7647915967560086654?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7647915967560086654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7647915967560086654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7647915967560086654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7647915967560086654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/10/wisdom-from-twilight-is-that-oxymoron.html' title='Wisdom from Twilight.. Is that an oxymoron?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GuVqMxGkwj8/TodrHLuFftI/AAAAAAAAAzY/uu5YP6G-AxA/s72-c/twilight-cast_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5690138420192328477</id><published>2011-09-28T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:25:57.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>Broken Toe and Unexpected Love Story Part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;If you missed the beginning of this tale--catch it &lt;a href="http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/08/broken-toe-and-unexpected-love-story.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KL7avnLbjVk/ToQJ9Z8CiaI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3MHomJbvGRc/s1600/IMG_3202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KL7avnLbjVk/ToQJ9Z8CiaI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3MHomJbvGRc/s320/IMG_3202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doesn't this picture just look like a movie scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..continuing..&lt;br /&gt;We decided it was OK to let Jade come with us.&lt;br /&gt;(Savanah's Dad had specifically told her before she left not to get in any cabs with strangers) She felt a little horrible that that was one of the first things she did! But hey.. they spoke on the plane for almost 6 hours.. I thought it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is Jade and Savanah stuffing a bag in Times Square. Jade offered to carry some of her extra things in his bag so she didn't have to carry it while we walked around. Gentleman eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jade was his name. chef man from Australia. Outstandingly hilarious, funny, personable and loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5JDWD3VoMQ/ToQJ81-ZWPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/fymfECMSXpk/s1600/IMG_3201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5JDWD3VoMQ/ToQJ81-ZWPI/AAAAAAAAAyk/fymfECMSXpk/s320/IMG_3201.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always called you "love" and said "g'day," "g'day mate" and called his friend Leo "Nonnie." He came to New York as the beginning of a long backpacking trip he would do with his friend "Nonnie" Leo. So jade came to meet-up with Leo and Savanah came up to meet with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo and Jade are lifelong childhood friends and Savanah and I go practically that far back-- we met when we were 14. I thought it was a cute coincidence we all met each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTaiqg-aILY/ToQL1SUAbTI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zZvH823jEt8/s1600/IMG_3383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTaiqg-aILY/ToQL1SUAbTI/AAAAAAAAAyw/zZvH823jEt8/s320/IMG_3383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yDyOjz3P-gg/ToQMotjBouI/AAAAAAAAAy0/HyFGhkTNNdc/s1600/brooklynbridge+group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yDyOjz3P-gg/ToQMotjBouI/AAAAAAAAAy0/HyFGhkTNNdc/s320/brooklynbridge+group.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we all became quite good friends and by the end of the trip Jade asked a few times...&lt;br /&gt;"So when are you girls coming to Australia?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken Toe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken toe comes in because as Savanah and I were running late one evening to meet the boys in Times Square.. I stubbed my toe! Like ..really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMgbLb9YBp4/ToQJzcouYpI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dYKz2yM6wNM/s1600/IMG_3392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YMgbLb9YBp4/ToQJzcouYpI/AAAAAAAAAyY/dYKz2yM6wNM/s320/IMG_3392.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At first I thought it was just a little stub until I looked down and had realized my whole nail was ripped off and bright red blood was gushing out. Needless to say this was no fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very traumatic actually. I didn't want to go to the doctor then because it was one of our last nights with the boys and we made plans to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is absolutely disgusting.. but it gives you some insight into how bad I was feeling that week. These pictures were taking the next day after I went to the doctor and got it checked out. He said I need stitches. But opted to go the medical glue route so I didn't have to do needle and thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI47IYEcaTU/ToQJ0G2GsfI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-m45eVp__Gg/s1600/IMG_3393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI47IYEcaTU/ToQJ0G2GsfI/AAAAAAAAAyc/-m45eVp__Gg/s320/IMG_3393.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The medical glue is quite amazing actually. I was able to shower and go about my day normally as if I wasn't injured. The toe has finally healed and I am happy to report it is basically back to normal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5690138420192328477?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5690138420192328477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5690138420192328477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5690138420192328477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5690138420192328477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/09/broken-toe-and-unexpected-love-story.html' title='Broken Toe and Unexpected Love Story Part 2.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KL7avnLbjVk/ToQJ9Z8CiaI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3MHomJbvGRc/s72-c/IMG_3202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8192605545099571187</id><published>2011-09-28T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:17:39.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Outlets and an ode to Marni!</title><content type='html'>Recently... I've re-realized that our lives are most fullest when they are balanced. When we are dipping our energies and interests into a wealth of different things really realizing our full potentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to write. It is one of my greatest outlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love to read, listen to music, workout, paint, draw, watch movies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working 9-5 is really starting to take a toll on me! I commend those who do this schedule day-in and day-out year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say is keeping your life balanced is so important to happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx7UkkQT98M/ToPkjUeWiVI/AAAAAAAAAyA/teHl4HY-_AM/s1600/n193306049_30834772_5285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx7UkkQT98M/ToPkjUeWiVI/AAAAAAAAAyA/teHl4HY-_AM/s320/n193306049_30834772_5285.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me and my BFF Marni. Doesn't it just make you happy about fall??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met exactly 5 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both shared a love of journalism and be-friending people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7WZFwV3b48/ToPwkJEG3VI/AAAAAAAAAyM/AOGYO7im_zA/s1600/HawaiiGlamShot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7WZFwV3b48/ToPwkJEG3VI/AAAAAAAAAyM/AOGYO7im_zA/s320/HawaiiGlamShot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met randomly in the cafeteria at BYU Idaho. She had the biggest smile I could ever imagine and I just thought she was so radiant and beautiful. (As I am sure many who meet her think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYCbZsxTc-w/ToPwhw2vC7I/AAAAAAAAAyI/stkGBcOOBuA/s1600/Marni+Surf+Board.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYCbZsxTc-w/ToPwhw2vC7I/AAAAAAAAAyI/stkGBcOOBuA/s320/Marni+Surf+Board.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is half Japanese and a Seattle native-- some people think she is an Eskimo! At least she got frequent inquiries while we were in Idaho possibly due to her choice of fur-laden winter boots-- (but that is another story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was an art-major and is such a great painter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9BG6JYCjYc/ToPwXSu87nI/AAAAAAAAAyE/dhijULvtsik/s1600/BYU+Idaho1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9BG6JYCjYc/ToPwXSu87nI/AAAAAAAAAyE/dhijULvtsik/s320/BYU+Idaho1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seriously has had such a big impact on my life. From the way I view the world, to how I love people, art, everything! I moved to Hawaii with her just a few months after we both left Rexburg for good and that was one of the greatest experiences of my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such an inspiration and a true Mother Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G28BBRzfRBI/ToPwkbY_Z8I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/KdBnMzAsv1Y/s1600/kuaiNapolicoast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G28BBRzfRBI/ToPwkbY_Z8I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/KdBnMzAsv1Y/s320/kuaiNapolicoast.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry if this reads as a proposal or dinner speech--I just wanted to say-- I love you Marn! I am glad we are friends. I am glad I can call you one of my best friends although I know everyone you meet considers you a close friend after they meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((This is a proposal actually for you to COME VISIT ME in DC!!! Pretty please??))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brookie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8192605545099571187?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8192605545099571187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8192605545099571187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8192605545099571187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8192605545099571187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/09/outlets-and-marni.html' title='Outlets and an ode to Marni!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx7UkkQT98M/ToPkjUeWiVI/AAAAAAAAAyA/teHl4HY-_AM/s72-c/n193306049_30834772_5285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-220309453617453906</id><published>2011-09-24T15:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:09:42.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden state'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roadtrip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC to NY'/><title type='text'>On the Road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V485Pq2mtOk/Tn5Zt0UF98I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6GDkLhvMzW4/s640/blogger-image-834777111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V485Pq2mtOk/Tn5Zt0UF98I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6GDkLhvMzW4/s640/blogger-image-834777111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GLr1mKNnpP0/Tn5ZvU5LW0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/UMtoHjMLsOI/s640/blogger-image--1669859572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GLr1mKNnpP0/Tn5ZvU5LW0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/UMtoHjMLsOI/s640/blogger-image--1669859572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B6KDQuJBd0Q/Tn5ZwY_72yI/AAAAAAAAAws/Rn6SDnqmN8g/s640/blogger-image-1616832868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B6KDQuJBd0Q/Tn5ZwY_72yI/AAAAAAAAAws/Rn6SDnqmN8g/s640/blogger-image-1616832868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went to New York this weekend to pick up a few things I left at my old apartment. I honestly didn't really want to go back, at least it came at a sort of inconvenient time, and I could only stay for a few hours. That is why I wish I could have gone later when I could spend more time in the city and get my monies worth. None the less you can never go wrong on a road trip and a good time was definitely had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I met up with my friend Mael-- who I met from Christophe (the French man). She let me stay at her aunt's apartment-- which happened to be this quite spacious place right across the street from Central Park. I made her and a friend (I made on the bus) come with me to see the 9/11 memorial. It was closed of course, by the time we made it over it was already midnight. It was still cool to see though. We also ran into the "Occupy Wall Street" protest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-220309453617453906?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/220309453617453906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=220309453617453906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/220309453617453906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/220309453617453906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-road.html' title='On the Road...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-V485Pq2mtOk/Tn5Zt0UF98I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6GDkLhvMzW4/s72-c/blogger-image-834777111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8929169894727843494</id><published>2011-09-21T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T17:35:16.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aging'/><title type='text'>Ready for retirement....whaaaat??</title><content type='html'>So I understand it is unprofessional to blog about/talk about current internships and jobs you have, or even past ones... but can I just say I am really excited about &lt;a href="http://www.aarp.org/bulletin/"&gt;where I work now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am not more than ready to *prepare* for retirement after this job, &amp;nbsp;I don't know who is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a similar note, I have so much respect for those who have come before me. I don't like to call them "elders" or "seniors" but these older people as a whole that I speak of (except for a few exceptions) are the sweetest around! And they really know what they are talking about (most of the time) because they have lived it and been through it already. Or they have experiences you can't even believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just to say, I am happy where I am working and I am happy to be learning and engaging in something new and different everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More then ever.. I want to be productive, fit, healthy, active, and keep my brain sharp for as long as I live. I am inspired by those who are older then me and I know that I can always learn something from those who have lived many more years then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8929169894727843494?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8929169894727843494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8929169894727843494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8929169894727843494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8929169894727843494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/09/ready-for-retirementwhaaaat.html' title='Ready for retirement....whaaaat??'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3629834898878434697</id><published>2011-09-08T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T22:31:43.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niagara Falls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>What I (think I know) about being an "Adult" and turning 23!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-veDK_FRubdY/Tmlhd0R5O8I/AAAAAAAAAvo/v7yl0GBlLYk/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-veDK_FRubdY/Tmlhd0R5O8I/AAAAAAAAAvo/v7yl0GBlLYk/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I turned 23 this week. I feel that is somewhat of a milestone. I am no longer in the realm of I -was-just-18-a-few-years-ago, and high school is certainly a few years behind me now. Right? Perhaps that is why 23 just feels a little more "adult" if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to be an adult anyway? Let me give you my take on it with a little bit of background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduate in one more semester! And so far I have done an internship in New York and I am currently completing one in Washington D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMtyyvOcRVk/TmliBi4kOZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/MrS0qitzT-A/s1600/IMG_0786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMtyyvOcRVk/TmliBi4kOZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/MrS0qitzT-A/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RHpIO5F3Ko/TmliDXnYPOI/AAAAAAAAAv0/dPSfzTl3neg/s1600/IMG_0596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RHpIO5F3Ko/TmliDXnYPOI/AAAAAAAAAv0/dPSfzTl3neg/s320/IMG_0596.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55XvqsByhSY/TmliIRJybmI/AAAAAAAAAv4/A57GYvqYrV0/s1600/IMG_0647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-55XvqsByhSY/TmliIRJybmI/AAAAAAAAAv4/A57GYvqYrV0/s320/IMG_0647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tV5QZvxVYzE/TmliMYp7gnI/AAAAAAAAAv8/8N32QOmKfRg/s1600/IMG_0648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tV5QZvxVYzE/TmliMYp7gnI/AAAAAAAAAv8/8N32QOmKfRg/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k9ZUNi0-o3o/TmliNkeYQ-I/AAAAAAAAAwA/zy15dLOS-Gs/s1600/IMG_0484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k9ZUNi0-o3o/TmliNkeYQ-I/AAAAAAAAAwA/zy15dLOS-Gs/s320/IMG_0484.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iL2Sb9RK6o/TmliUfnegDI/AAAAAAAAAwE/pAujcMp_li4/s1600/IMG_0733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iL2Sb9RK6o/TmliUfnegDI/AAAAAAAAAwE/pAujcMp_li4/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oShaPvWlKcY/TmliVqTOC9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/lpbPq3AVNl0/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oShaPvWlKcY/TmliVqTOC9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/lpbPq3AVNl0/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrZVT7vllOw/TmliWz11cmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/h_kuPEzrF1Y/s1600/IMG_0595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QrZVT7vllOw/TmliWz11cmI/AAAAAAAAAwM/h_kuPEzrF1Y/s320/IMG_0595.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLJfdy4CGe4/TmlidZndn-I/AAAAAAAAAwU/0JJvZNeFjx0/s1600/IMG_0655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLJfdy4CGe4/TmlidZndn-I/AAAAAAAAAwU/0JJvZNeFjx0/s320/IMG_0655.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-howjeBT8Frs/TmlieZWmplI/AAAAAAAAAwY/T2pDgguj5JI/s1600/IMG_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-howjeBT8Frs/TmlieZWmplI/AAAAAAAAAwY/T2pDgguj5JI/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWjPMSRgvZE/TmlifYgGqJI/AAAAAAAAAwc/v36lWHsAtpI/s1600/IMG_0872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWjPMSRgvZE/TmlifYgGqJI/AAAAAAAAAwc/v36lWHsAtpI/s320/IMG_0872.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Throughout my time in college as well as being in the "real world" the biggest theme or lesson I have learned about being a successful adult is about reinventing yourself. Be an entrepreneur. Whether you really are self-employed or not, I don't think it matters. The biggest lesson I have learned is to constantly and continually be creating. I view everything we do as "creating" something. Whether consciously or not. You are in charge and you can create wonderful things if you listen to your heart and pay attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Here are photos of my trip to Niagara Falls, DC, and Philadelphia. The man in all of the photos is my good friend Christophe. He is from France and we met on a subway headed to Coney Island in New York City. He studies veterinarian science and was doing an internship on the Upper East Side of Manhattan at a vet clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a very serious girlfriend back in France whom he loves very much. It was interesting because we spent three whole days together on a bus with a Chinatown tour group. I am sure everyone on the tour group thought we were dating or married. We got asked about getting our picture together at every stop to the point of annoyance. We became very good friends over the course of the summer though and he told me I had a place to stay if I ever go to Paris. (I'll take that!) :) And a good friend as well. He taught me some French and a little about Europe and I helped him improve his English and understand American culture. I love people from other cultures! We learned a lot from each other for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3629834898878434697?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3629834898878434697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3629834898878434697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3629834898878434697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3629834898878434697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-i-know-about-being-adult-and.html' title='What I (think I know) about being an &quot;Adult&quot; and turning 23!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-veDK_FRubdY/Tmlhd0R5O8I/AAAAAAAAAvo/v7yl0GBlLYk/s72-c/IMG_0637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4712409446081144574</id><published>2011-09-07T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:44:21.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington D.C.'/><title type='text'>I am an intern in DC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WME2hgfqJJU/Tmg1v5gqYYI/AAAAAAAAAvY/__9ySyMwuMI/s1600/IMG_5340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WME2hgfqJJU/Tmg1v5gqYYI/AAAAAAAAAvY/__9ySyMwuMI/s320/IMG_5340.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I will regret neglecting my blog so much over these past few months!! &amp;nbsp;I have had so many great experiences that deserve blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I live right next to our nation's capitol now! I am an intern at &lt;a href="http://www.aarp.org/bulletin/"&gt;The AARP Bulletin&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.wcpj.org/"&gt;The Washington Center for Politics and Journalism&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are visiting the newsroom of &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/"&gt;The Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a look inside and tour around.&amp;nbsp;It might be hectic in there as the President is scheduled to speak to Congress about jobs. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(But I am soo excited!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More about DC:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwyV8rQxPsw/Tmg4YFnaoJI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I9eKie8d_lc/s1600/IMG_5557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwyV8rQxPsw/Tmg4YFnaoJI/AAAAAAAAAvc/I9eKie8d_lc/s320/IMG_5557.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I live in a sweet 3-story house in Maryland with 4 other girls. (It is legit! I have my own full sized closet!) It is by far the nicest housing I have lived in since beginning my college career a few years ago. The only downfall is it is a little farther out from DC center than I would like.. although it is nice (after being in Manhattan) to get away from all of the hustle and bustle for a bit and live in a very peaceful neighborhood area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have I told you that DC is &lt;b&gt;lush green&lt;/b&gt;? Like everywhere. It really reminds me of Seattle or Hawaii actually.. haha. It is quite a change from the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kfrSrVKUVo/Tmg4lQ50bOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/anzU7URSW2o/s1600/IMG_5553.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kfrSrVKUVo/Tmg4lQ50bOI/AAAAAAAAAvg/anzU7URSW2o/s320/IMG_5553.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GI_OqYWKy6c/Tmg4sEUbW2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/Io3byF4NNDA/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GI_OqYWKy6c/Tmg4sEUbW2I/AAAAAAAAAvk/Io3byF4NNDA/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ps. I will most likely play catch-up with all of my photos and experiences once I settle in. (Can you believe I took 5,000 + photos in NYC??) Needless to say it is somewhat of a task to just look through them all, and I haven't begun taking any in DC really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4712409446081144574?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4712409446081144574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4712409446081144574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4712409446081144574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4712409446081144574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-intern-in-dc.html' title='I am an intern in DC!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WME2hgfqJJU/Tmg1v5gqYYI/AAAAAAAAAvY/__9ySyMwuMI/s72-c/IMG_5340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7604701179063351592</id><published>2011-08-26T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T09:17:59.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind Summer</title><content type='html'>It has been such a whirlwind summer! I am currently reviewing photos of my New York experience and feel really grateful for all of the experiences I have had so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Manhattan today on a Greyhound Bus headed to Washington Dc. It was really kind of an emotional time for me. I have grown so much in Manhattan. This city changes you. I just feel great feeling like I conquered Manhattan: the subway system, the people, complete my internship, meet many great international friends/lifelong friends, and really feel like a young twenty-something year old in the "big and scary real world." And now I am DC. Let the new adventures begin! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7604701179063351592?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7604701179063351592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7604701179063351592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7604701179063351592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7604701179063351592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/08/whirlwind-summer.html' title='Whirlwind Summer'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4343032550429999235</id><published>2011-08-18T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:03:24.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlook, reality and perception</title><content type='html'>So much of our lives are based on our perspective or perception -- our view of how we think that life is going or how we want/hope it to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope- is such a motivating force and factor. We do a lot of things in the face of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think our views are not rooted in reality. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps that is when we must step back and re-evaluate where we are and where we are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I also feel like women my mom's age are not having these same conversations with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be a twenty-something-year old I tell you. ( Lots of uncertainty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. ps. I turn 23 in 2 and 1/2 weeks. Wow how did that come so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. I am almost completely done with my internship (just one paper and a portfolio to finish) and that means I only have 4 required classes left of my undergrad career!! Oh. wow. where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4343032550429999235?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4343032550429999235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4343032550429999235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4343032550429999235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4343032550429999235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/08/outlook-reality-and-perception.html' title='Outlook, reality and perception'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8078975483596150438</id><published>2011-08-14T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:20:47.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Toe and Unexpected Love Story</title><content type='html'>You know the movie scene where two strangers randomly meet and start chatting. Both happen to be single, attractive, and possibly looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well without offending my friend Savanah, who I am sure has never seen my blog, this is what I would described happened to her just last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was on a plane to NYC from LAX and got randomly sat to avery attractive, cute and charming Australian guy about 25 years old. Turns out they are both 25, in NYC for a short time and also aspiring chefs. They exchanged recipes on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrive at JFK by subway and bus (that took two hours mind you) to pick up my childhood friend Savanah I found her happily sitting next to an attractive young man at the luggage gate. I thought she would be alone but I did also notice her "I" turned into a "we" in the last text and I thought that she somehow messed that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, we decide that Jade, our new friend from Australia should join us in taking a cab into Manhattan and... &lt;b&gt;to be continued&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8078975483596150438?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8078975483596150438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8078975483596150438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8078975483596150438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8078975483596150438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/08/broken-toe-and-unexpected-love-story.html' title='Broken Toe and Unexpected Love Story'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-993145503176349121</id><published>2011-08-14T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T19:10:48.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing is my art of choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-993145503176349121?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/993145503176349121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=993145503176349121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/993145503176349121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/993145503176349121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/08/writing-is-my-art-of-choice.html' title='Writing is my art of choice'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5821666403600031888</id><published>2011-07-31T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:01:05.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the bus ride home</title><content type='html'>I ran from Union Station to the Greyhound Station to make it on time.&lt;br /&gt;Dc has been a whirlwind.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my friend's family was a lot of fun. Learning about DC from people who have lived there for many, many years was definitely a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also an interesting weekend to be in town for a couple reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we drove by Capitol Hill and to see the light at the top still on. It is no news that Congress is still trying to figure out a plan to increase the debt ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;What compromises will they make?&lt;br /&gt;Who will be involved?&lt;br /&gt;Will they have a plan approved in time?&lt;br /&gt;These are all the questions citizens are dying to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a deal isn't reached by August 2nd Obama has said that Social Security checks will go out late and the U.S. may lose its AAA rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why the weekend was exciting was because two of the world's best futbol clubs were in town. Barcelona (the world's best) and Manchester United, went head to head in an exhibition game at FedEx Field Saturday. I wasn't able to attend but it was neat to witness the fans around town displaying their jerseys and pride. Manchester United had the most fans by far.&lt;br /&gt;I only have a few more weeks in New York before I call DC home for the semester. I am looking forward to the experiences and opportunities I will have there and know they will be crucial and valuable to my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless America and I am proud to be an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(In the most non-extremist, nationalist, un-right-wing way ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5821666403600031888?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5821666403600031888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5821666403600031888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5821666403600031888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5821666403600031888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-bus-ride-home.html' title='On the bus ride home'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3548574488121898951</id><published>2011-07-21T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:45:47.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>A New York Minute</title><content type='html'>Can I just say... I am obsessed with this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything about it.&amp;nbsp;I could live here.. and I mean really live here for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being here for one week I decided this is where I want to go to grad school. So not only am I interning and being a tourist full-time in the city, my side work includes simultaneously studying for the GRE and preparing graduate school applications. Needless to say... it has been tough! (Not the tourist part of course, but everything else.) I am also working on assignments for BYU to get credit for the internship! Those are some things to keep track of I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time management.. if I can be frank, has not always been my strong suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3548574488121898951?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3548574488121898951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3548574488121898951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3548574488121898951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3548574488121898951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-york-minute.html' title='A New York Minute'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1165992817776841676</id><published>2011-07-21T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:14:08.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stop Believin'!</title><content type='html'>Around the time I was in elementary school my parents car had their Journey cassette tape permanently stuck in the cassette player. Meaning all we listened to all the time, if not the radio, was Journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I had this 80's classic memorized far before I even thought it was cool or old enough to appreciate it. In fact I remember clearly begging my parents to make the Journey stop as we went on many road trips to visit family in central California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had lunch in Bryant Park and this group of Broadway stars performed this (now favorite) of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't feel excited about the idea of "Don't stop believing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/5I-SbwCHJ80/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5I-SbwCHJ80&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5I-SbwCHJ80&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of this I too say,... &lt;br /&gt;Don't stop believing in yourself, your goals, dreams, memories, family, friends, your life and reason to live. Don't stop believing that you are worth it and that you can do anything you want to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1165992817776841676?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1165992817776841676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1165992817776841676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1165992817776841676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1165992817776841676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-stop-believin.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Believin&apos;!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7051837503154043396</id><published>2011-07-21T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:10:16.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humidity is Wild!..and other important updates</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay... I am back from the blog fast.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..to report that the humidity in New York City is wild! And it makes you sweat... A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes in the park today and all makeup and lotion had melted off my body and I was sticking to the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say.. Grrrroosss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I sufficiently sound like a valley girl I will get back to normal activities.&lt;br /&gt; Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7051837503154043396?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7051837503154043396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7051837503154043396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7051837503154043396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7051837503154043396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/07/humidity-is-wildand-other-important.html' title='Humidity is Wild!..and other important updates'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7692629579030592099</id><published>2011-06-25T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:22:02.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><title type='text'>Blogging Fast</title><content type='html'>You can't make me blog. You just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have had soooo much to blog about that I refuse to start.&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt like that about something? I'm pretty sure it is just called being overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, month, year I have just loved being human. I know that sounds extremely basic. But&lt;br /&gt;being is human is beautiful I believe.&lt;br /&gt;People are generally good in my opinion. And the people you see all around you have something in common with you simply because they are human too.&lt;br /&gt;Human feelings and emotions, and instincts and natures are all universal.&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought about that?&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are speaking to someone who is deaf or someone who lives on the other side of the world, we both know what it is like to be hungry, happy, sad, tired, pursued a goal, had a dream, love someone, enjoyed a really good meal or got upset with someone and been disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;While what separates us are what we consider social and cultural norms. What do your circumstances put pressure on you to feel, do or be? Or maybe it is not even pressure.. what have you become unconscious to how your surroundings have affected it?&lt;br /&gt;I come from a Mormon family of 5 in a small community, desert town in Southern California. My parents are both from central California. They grew up different from me.. but not much different. The West Coast is different from the East Coast and the U.S. is different from Europe or China and India. Where we are today affects who we will be tomorrow. Almost directly effects it.&lt;br /&gt;It is rational to eliminate things in your life that don't make you happy. In other words it is rational to pursue happiness.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have enjoyed.. walking.&lt;br /&gt;Exploring new places.&lt;br /&gt;Movies&lt;br /&gt;Reading non-fiction, reading about international affairs, political news, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7692629579030592099?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7692629579030592099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7692629579030592099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7692629579030592099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7692629579030592099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/06/blogging-fast.html' title='Blogging Fast'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5400694201373239382</id><published>2011-05-31T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T20:51:11.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York is my Italy</title><content type='html'>I re-watched the Eat, Pray, Love film the other night with my roommate. And while I find many people who absolutely hated the movie or the overall story of a grown woman abandoning her husband to travel and find herself-- I still find the whole thing enchanting. Well, let me clarify. I don't suggest nor advocate breaking off your committed relationship to simply indulge yourself in outside fancies. I just really appreciate Elizabeth Gilbert's wonder for life, her desire to continually make changes for the better and her appreciation for all that is beautiful in this world. It just so happened that she was married and had to end her relationship in order to do that. But anywho, besides the point, I think the idea and story is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert travel to Italy to regain her passion for life and enliven her soul. Ever since I've been in New York I have felt the same way. Going to school for a few years can make you feel stuck in a routine. (don't get me wrong I have also learned there is much to delight in consistency and dependability) I just love that Gilbert picked up everything and just went. Being able to be moldable, flexible and adaptable are all qualities I strive for and also admire in other people. I really am learning a lot about myself by moving to the other side of the country without basically knowing anyone. It has been fun and I'm excited for more of what comes next. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5400694201373239382?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5400694201373239382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5400694201373239382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5400694201373239382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5400694201373239382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-york-is-my-italy.html' title='New York is my Italy'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1447050658985839089</id><published>2011-05-30T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:14:29.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a dog walker</title><content type='html'>Today I spent a considerable amount of time at Central Park. About 4 hours to be exact and we only walked through half of it! Anywho... Can I be a dog walker?? We only saw one dog-walker throughout our trek but that was enough to get me saying where do I sign?? I am actually not super pet-friendly but lately I really have been wanting a puppy! A cute one, maybe one that looks like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygmzfQm4d8A/TeR1eVBG_0I/AAAAAAAAAs8/wkLeWPeew68/s1600/yorkshire-terrier-233x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygmzfQm4d8A/TeR1eVBG_0I/AAAAAAAAAs8/wkLeWPeew68/s1600/yorkshire-terrier-233x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will post all the pictures from my day soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1447050658985839089?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1447050658985839089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1447050658985839089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1447050658985839089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1447050658985839089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-want-to-be-dog-walker.html' title='I want to be a dog walker'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygmzfQm4d8A/TeR1eVBG_0I/AAAAAAAAAs8/wkLeWPeew68/s72-c/yorkshire-terrier-233x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-818787912665573729</id><published>2011-05-29T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:57:09.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC: First impressions and what I am learning.</title><content type='html'>I have lived in the city for almost 2 weeks now and the time has gone so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, there is SO much to do, see, and take in. We are talking about a city of 8 million people in it and according to Wikipedia-- approx. 27,000 people per sq. mile. This city is like a microcosm of the world to me: people of so many ethnicities, cultures and backgrounds coming together in this little city with food, entertainment and arts to show for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday I ride the subway to work, and I told my roommate that I feel like everyone on the Subway is like a family commuting to work together. I am not sure if she took very seriously or thought I was weird, but I thought it was true when I said it! (public transportation is such a new concept to me) In Calif. I NEVER took the bus! Not even in Utah when I lived with out a car. I just walked or rode my bike. Here, if I am going to church or I need to go somewhere on the East side I don't even think twice. I am taking the bus. Also, relying on a mode of transportation that you can't control feels different. I'm used to just jumping in my little Honda in Utah going wherever I wanted to when I wanted to. Now I must wait for the right train, usually not more than like 5 minutes, but sometimes up to 20 mins. so this is a new adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phrase I keep hearing over and over since I've been here is,&lt;br /&gt;"You have to learn to do a lot of things on your own in 'the city.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I hate it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think I am a pretty independent person and I can do many things on my own and for myself, but there is another aspect of my personality that dominates and that is SOCIAL. I am intellectually and &amp;nbsp;emotionally stimulated by being around lots of people and meeting new people. I am sure this is true for everyone, but I know that myself especially I love being around people. I feel like I just know too well that two is better than one and enjoying things with other people is so much better than by yourself. Therefore, I feel like I am constantly trying to con someone into joining me somewhere. It is definitely a weird phenomena for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like posts are becoming super personal and apologize for my weird internet over-share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than ever, I am so passionate about communication. My internship has taught me that my degree has a variety of applications. Yes, I am majoring in print journalism but yes, I can do whatever I want. I am really glad I chose this major and also so excited that this chapter of my life, to be complete. I have extended it to what seems like the most you can extend your undergraduate degree. I literally began in June 2006 to begin my bachelors, and here I am in my SIXTH summer of being an undergraduate and I am still not done! Wow, that just hit me. I really have stretched this thing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I have learned so much in my undergraduate education and have had so many diverse experiences and put myself up to so many challenges. I can honestly say I am proud of what I have accomplished so far and excited for what the future holds near! I will be heading to DC after this summer to intern for a magazine or newspaper there, and then I head back to Provo to finish my last semester at BYU. Woo.. Hallelujuh. As unconventional as getting my degree has been I would not have had it any other way. &amp;nbsp;Moving to Idaho, Hawaii, Huntington Beach, Sacramento, and Utah has all been worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to continue this adventure by working as a journalist, going to graduate school and traveling to Europe to explore more of the world. I would be a full-time traveler if I could, but I am not sure that is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata for now!&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-818787912665573729?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/818787912665573729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=818787912665573729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/818787912665573729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/818787912665573729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/05/nyc-first-impressions-and-what-i-am.html' title='NYC: First impressions and what I am learning.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1172781277819525331</id><published>2011-05-22T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T13:49:49.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "How-To's" of Harlem</title><content type='html'>I am laying in my bed at 2 am last night when the noise of the crowd outside my sixth story window gets considerably louder. There is a large group argument or confrontation going on (which seems very typical now) but pretty soon I am sure this is more commotion and noise then usual and someone is getting beat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are trying to break it up a little I can infer from the noise, my emergency exit stairway blocks my view outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I return to my bed. A bit worried that someone is getting a good beating outside my window. There is a pop like a gunshot but definitely not as loud as I would have envisioned a gunshot and I think to myself none of this has got to be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the noise continues to grow louder the police finally arrive sitting comfortably in there car as this is all routine, they shout from&amp;nbsp;a megaphone telling everyone to move along and break it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am protected up here and feel no where near all of the danger occurring below my sixth floor window. However, I feel helpless. Whoever was getting hurt last night or arguing, there was no way I was going to go down there and try to break it up or help the person getting hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me last night as I lay in bed, that I am not in "Upper Manhattan" like I thought I was, but definitely in the middle of ...&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Harlem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How-to- ride the subways&lt;br /&gt;How-to-ride the bus&lt;br /&gt;How-to-find your way around the city&lt;br /&gt;How-to-go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;How-to-make friends&lt;br /&gt;How-to-take a shower in your water pressure less and temperamental shower&lt;br /&gt;How-to-not get rats and cock roaches&lt;br /&gt;How-to-not look like a tourist&lt;br /&gt;How-to-not get caught in "tourist traps"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list seems endless as I begin my adjustment into the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, How- to-ride the subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to feel triumphant as I walked around the city after work and realized this is my new home for the next three months. I was "finally getting the hang of things" as day three of my time in the city came to an end. I walked all up and down streets of downtown NY after work. Passing the garment district, the famous Union Station, the Chrysler Building, the New York Times Building, and the beautiful and enchanting Bryant Park. I know I was barely scratching the surface on everything there is to see, but it felt great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The triumphant feeling of being around so many awesome people walking crowded streets in the middle of the city soon left me as I entered the subway to go home. &amp;nbsp;My commute home is pretty simple, take the one train all the way down and get off at 125th. The stop is right in front of my house literally as the subway tracks are my next door neighbor, so I began to feel fairly confident I could make it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a twist, I had to take the 7 west from where I was from to connect to the 1 going "Uptown". I am not familiar with how to figure out which direction the subway is going or simply how to find the same train going the opposite direction by walking across the street or to the diagonal corner.&lt;br /&gt;I entered the train not sure this was the way I was supposed to go but I got on anyway, feeling up to an adventure earlier in the day and trying to stay true to my venturous spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I was wrong. The biggest shock was coming from a very lively and busy and full downtown New York City to the very barren, quiet, and small unfamiliar streets of Queens. I walked up the stairs of the subway station and all I could see were men standing outside this restaurant bar and empty street ahead. I didn't want to ask them for directions. I didn't want them to know I didn't know where I was going. So I got my Iphone out and started walking. It wasn't smart for me to go far, when I knew the train I really needed was somewhere close. Finally I found a nice old woman who looked very non-threatening and she pointed me in the right direction. Certainly the train I needed was right next to me. In fact just across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned right there, again, to always be alert. Often the train you need is right across the street or right in front of where you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been relying a lot on my Iphone and so glad I invested in it! What a life saver the navigation and google maps application is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lesson learned--&lt;br /&gt;How to ride the subway:&lt;br /&gt;Look across the street diagonally and your station might just be right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1172781277819525331?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1172781277819525331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1172781277819525331' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1172781277819525331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1172781277819525331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/05/how-tos-of-harlem.html' title='The &quot;How-To&apos;s&quot; of Harlem'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8388319893773147233</id><published>2011-05-14T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:17:44.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake City, San Francisco, Fresno, and Home</title><content type='html'>I love that I call the West Coast my home. Although, technically Apple Valley is inland and nowhere near the coast. But that is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three weeks have been glorious without work or school. I've been able to spend time traveling all over the West, spend exuberant amounts of time with family and just simply relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey began in Provo. I said goodbye to &lt;b&gt;Raintree Apts.&lt;/b&gt; after being there for two years and said hello to my sister, Eric, and my niece in Salt Lake City for a week. Eric worked extensive hours that week so my sister, Aleree and I talked, danced (Just Dance game on Xbox), shopped, ate yummy food and just enjoyed each others company all week (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;in between a few of our typical arguments of course&lt;/span&gt;). All of my favorite things if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a collection of photos of Aleree that I took. Isn't she adorable? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved these roses I brought over! And even spilled the water while trying to retrieve her favorite one (the pink one) from the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJcXiVvQBps/Tc8_J1LmA6I/AAAAAAAAAq8/kqbERXsrRE4/s1600/New+Camera+330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJcXiVvQBps/Tc8_J1LmA6I/AAAAAAAAAq8/kqbERXsrRE4/s320/New+Camera+330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqhCYvO9KoA/Tc8--8--JoI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IbY40RLfqRg/s1600/New+Camera+324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqhCYvO9KoA/Tc8--8--JoI/AAAAAAAAAq4/IbY40RLfqRg/s320/New+Camera+324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GceR3rP8ytY/Tc8_P6EVpFI/AAAAAAAAArA/iJyh3X47b5A/s1600/New+Camera+334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GceR3rP8ytY/Tc8_P6EVpFI/AAAAAAAAArA/iJyh3X47b5A/s320/New+Camera+334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIHETMlip54/Tc8_iPGbnTI/AAAAAAAAArI/wu7lVuplI-E/s1600/New+Camera+337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YIHETMlip54/Tc8_iPGbnTI/AAAAAAAAArI/wu7lVuplI-E/s320/New+Camera+337.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Odd333qBAaQ/Tc8_kPqKKeI/AAAAAAAAArM/y56t-OBSRng/s1600/New+Camera+338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Odd333qBAaQ/Tc8_kPqKKeI/AAAAAAAAArM/y56t-OBSRng/s320/New+Camera+338.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzyB2hO0Ulw/Tc8_lgJ2SNI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zeKDtPV8ahA/s1600/New+Camera+339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zzyB2hO0Ulw/Tc8_lgJ2SNI/AAAAAAAAArQ/zeKDtPV8ahA/s320/New+Camera+339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWzlLhrjuM4/Tc8_nEXepEI/AAAAAAAAArU/hrGRuPqi-t8/s1600/New+Camera+340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWzlLhrjuM4/Tc8_nEXepEI/AAAAAAAAArU/hrGRuPqi-t8/s320/New+Camera+340.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I guess karate and dancing are her newest things. I think her daddy likes that she is into karate but her mommy wants her to be a ballerina. haha. We'll see who "wins" out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQdNrG96Vto/Tc9BIyb6BaI/AAAAAAAAArY/u2faqnvsTbI/s1600/New+Camera+362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQdNrG96Vto/Tc9BIyb6BaI/AAAAAAAAArY/u2faqnvsTbI/s320/New+Camera+362.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UltoAWSiock/Tc9B7SElXwI/AAAAAAAAArc/crc9Wg54VQ8/s1600/New+Camera+357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UltoAWSiock/Tc9B7SElXwI/AAAAAAAAArc/crc9Wg54VQ8/s320/New+Camera+357.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3WQYPS_UZug/Tc9B9gbD7YI/AAAAAAAAArg/35hfqyHHbhA/s1600/New+Camera+358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qfDB0YeUHn0/Tc9CU88bPOI/AAAAAAAAAsU/bA_7XgJPt-Q/s320/New+Camera+423.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I really wanted to see a movie at the large IMAX theatre so I convinced everyone we should watch this one-- Sea Monsters. I thought it was really interesting and ever since taking my geology class at BYU, I have been so fascinated with the ocean! I love to imagine the Utah Valley under water like it was millions of years ago. I didn't realize until paying the big bucks that you can also view this movie on Netflix on instant play if you have an account but nonetheless we enjoyed it in 3-D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac1Fj-5VyeY/Tc9CWWtdYPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/EdWU-P56ujk/s1600/New+Camera+425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac1Fj-5VyeY/Tc9CWWtdYPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/EdWU-P56ujk/s320/New+Camera+425.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvx2dwH9F_E/Tc9ELXG17LI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Cw3Vt8OrlgQ/s1600/sea+monsters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvx2dwH9F_E/Tc9ELXG17LI/AAAAAAAAAs4/Cw3Vt8OrlgQ/s1600/sea+monsters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jcke-s_psmk/Tc9CYfKhk0I/AAAAAAAAAsc/ODELjopepJI/s1600/New+Camera+427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jcke-s_psmk/Tc9CYfKhk0I/AAAAAAAAAsc/ODELjopepJI/s320/New+Camera+427.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ymYo8YokKs/Tc9Cb-OI2vI/AAAAAAAAAsk/w0XXmwfo76M/s1600/New+Camera+434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ymYo8YokKs/Tc9Cb-OI2vI/AAAAAAAAAsk/w0XXmwfo76M/s320/New+Camera+434.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLhAau6d74U/Tc9CaBqWAjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ynma0jiyQsw/s1600/New+Camera+432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLhAau6d74U/Tc9CaBqWAjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ynma0jiyQsw/s320/New+Camera+432.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHJu6t8jdOc/Tc9CfAwhhRI/AAAAAAAAAss/liiwVCVR9uM/s1600/New+Camera+454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yHJu6t8jdOc/Tc9CfAwhhRI/AAAAAAAAAss/liiwVCVR9uM/s320/New+Camera+454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of fun at the Dino-seum! And highly recommend a visit to those in the Utah Valley. It is located 20 minutes from Provo at Thanksgiving Point and&amp;nbsp; supposedly one of the largest natural history museums in the U.S. I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8388319893773147233?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8388319893773147233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8388319893773147233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8388319893773147233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8388319893773147233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/05/salt-lake-city-san-francisco-fresno-and.html' title='Salt Lake City, San Francisco, Fresno, and Home'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJcXiVvQBps/Tc8_J1LmA6I/AAAAAAAAAq8/kqbERXsrRE4/s72-c/New+Camera+330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8305799894719342861</id><published>2011-05-05T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T01:49:23.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting for Superman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>Waiting for 'Superman'</title><content type='html'>Anyone seen or heard about this documentary? I watched it tonight with both of my parents who both happen to be school teachers and it was very interesting and entertaining to see and discuss with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWeGQHCD4sk/TcJi4ZHfKzI/AAAAAAAAAqs/asE859rchgw/s1600/waiting_for_superman3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWeGQHCD4sk/TcJi4ZHfKzI/AAAAAAAAAqs/asE859rchgw/s320/waiting_for_superman3.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The entire documentary is about America's elementary, middle and high schools.&lt;br /&gt;What is America doing that is wrong with our education system?&lt;br /&gt;Why are only 20% of seventh and eighth grade students in states all across America proficient in math and english??&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I had a horrible education.. until I went to college. While I don't think it was entirely terrible, (I had many great teachers) I do think I could have learned so much more.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is true the more you learn the more you realize you don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(My boyfriend Tor also told me he was advised by some friends before he went to BYU to NOT date girls from California.. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long discussion with my dad after the movie, who seemed to take offense (and always has) to the idea that America's teachers are not doing enough, failing at their jobs, and the root of the problem in America's school systems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His argument was that many students are not motivated to learn and as a teacher he cannot force them to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an anecdote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnE2FsWrIr4/TcJkECiuScI/AAAAAAAAAq0/8aKXZVE87Fw/s1600/waiting-for-superman-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnE2FsWrIr4/TcJkECiuScI/AAAAAAAAAq0/8aKXZVE87Fw/s320/waiting-for-superman-poster.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Jamie who is studying marriage, family and human development (beginning her masters at BYU soon) said in certain areas of the U.S. children come from areas, homes, families (low income, unwed single mothers) where they have never seen a successful marriage work. Infidelity and multiple partners is so common that they don't even know what a traditional family looks like. They don't know how to make a marriage work, what it looks like, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this documentary one statistic was mentioned that more kids in an area in LA know more people who go to prison than to college. That is sooo soo so sad to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe our greatest motivators are the people around us, our examples. Our teachers and parents and peers. In school it seems that how a child fits in or how they are viewed by their peers is high on the priority list. When people live in areas surrounded by peers who have no ambitions and prospect of getting the best education or going to college, it perpetuates this sad sad cycle. (I know this is not news by any means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dad continued to conclude that our "American culture" has brought many kids to be unmotivated and not succeed in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teacher who feels they are doing their very best every day so that their students can succeed I can see how this idea is formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think that a lot of blame does fall on the educators themselves, but also the system in which they run.&lt;br /&gt;In America the education system is so tangled from federal, state, and school district bureaucracy. Policy that contradicts each other is being passed and it doesn't seem there is a very clear set system in our local schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could discuss this forever.. but as a final note, I see nothing more important in the world than education. Knowledge is in fact power and the pathway to a better life for anyone who chooses to embark on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6R5g5oyl9Gw/TcJkDj_64dI/AAAAAAAAAqw/hJZ_M2NldPg/s1600/waiting-for-superman-6d74c7ef17b9258d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6R5g5oyl9Gw/TcJkDj_64dI/AAAAAAAAAqw/hJZ_M2NldPg/s320/waiting-for-superman-6d74c7ef17b9258d.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts??&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy with the education you received?&lt;br /&gt;Who is to blame for America's failing schools?&lt;br /&gt;What are the solutions?&lt;br /&gt;How can we "fix" this social problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8305799894719342861?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8305799894719342861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8305799894719342861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8305799894719342861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8305799894719342861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/05/waiting-for-superman.html' title='Waiting for &apos;Superman&apos;'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWeGQHCD4sk/TcJi4ZHfKzI/AAAAAAAAAqs/asE859rchgw/s72-c/waiting_for_superman3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6780827285093820318</id><published>2011-04-27T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:26:20.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>New Camera!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;This is my second new camera in a year! Apparently you cannot trust the Nikon name unless you are spending over $500 dollars on one of their products. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(don'twasteyourmoneyonaNikoncoolpix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not super rich but I still wanted a camera that took quality photos.. and I am happy to report I think I found my match!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Check out my new:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BW0lh6yv-FU/TbkHV9AQD4I/AAAAAAAAAqM/-ZNX5bmtSao/s1600/canon+powershot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BW0lh6yv-FU/TbkHV9AQD4I/AAAAAAAAAqM/-ZNX5bmtSao/s320/canon+powershot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGz-NWL2TfE/TbkHTSFPggI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Tyuj7spzkCw/s1600/powershot1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UGz-NWL2TfE/TbkHTSFPggI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Tyuj7spzkCw/s320/powershot1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Canon PowerShot SX130 IS 12.1 MP Digital Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="product-name" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="main-title"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am about as beginner as they come with these fancy things, so I think this is an excellent starter. &lt;br /&gt;It takes great sharp photos and it's even supposed to have a fisheye option, so I am excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only paid $180! Yay! Not a bad deal if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of camera's do you guys have and which ones do you recommend??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-6780827285093820318?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6780827285093820318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6780827285093820318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6780827285093820318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6780827285093820318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-camera.html' title='New Camera!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BW0lh6yv-FU/TbkHV9AQD4I/AAAAAAAAAqM/-ZNX5bmtSao/s72-c/canon+powershot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4451123546707521641</id><published>2011-04-27T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:16:43.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Livin' on a Prayer</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I got an email from one of my journalism professors about an opportunity for four students to go backstage to a Bon Jovi concert for free and spend the day in Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited about the idea and emailed right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unlucky for me, I was too late and four other students had been chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after talking to Tor I found out he is a huge fan and he got tickets for both of us right away to go that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the Energy Solutions arena to tons of middle aged women dressed in revealing and black attire. Our seats were a little behind the stage and were rows from the very top. We made it there in perfect timing as the show began as soon as we literally sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall we were happy we went even though most of the concert was songs we were unfamiliar with and only one out of the 5 songs Tor had hoped to hear was played at the very end-- Livin' on a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos to re-cap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Waiting on photos from Tor. Wrote this like a month ago woops!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4451123546707521641?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4451123546707521641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4451123546707521641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4451123546707521641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4451123546707521641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/04/livin-on-prayer.html' title='Livin&apos; on a Prayer'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3527601503512338601</id><published>2011-04-27T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:25:59.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be an Entrepreneur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>The Best Entrepreneurial Advice...</title><content type='html'>"Find a problem and Fix it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been thinking a lot about some entrepreneurial advice one of my English professor's Dad gave my class. He was a patent-er (?) (worked for the computer company Novell and worked a lot with making patents on different projects.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said everything that was ever invented was because someone found a problem and fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That simple.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about how different technology has evolved or how new inventions, services, appliances, etc. have come about the more I realize this is &lt;b&gt;soo true!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all be inventors... and creators..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Find a problem and fix it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3527601503512338601?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3527601503512338601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3527601503512338601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3527601503512338601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3527601503512338601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-entrepreneurial-advice.html' title='The Best Entrepreneurial Advice...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2279180809459435775</id><published>2011-04-19T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T03:04:20.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown!..</title><content type='html'>In one month I will be a New Yorker in NYC going to work as an intern on 38th st. Can't wait to get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two more days of finals and and four days until I move out of Provo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2279180809459435775?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2279180809459435775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2279180809459435775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2279180809459435775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2279180809459435775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/04/countdown.html' title='Countdown!..'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-626578153586333718</id><published>2011-04-07T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:52:04.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uchtdorf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Professor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle East'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Reinvent Yourself</title><content type='html'>Today my professor said something I thought was really profound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply: &lt;b&gt;Creative people are always reinventing themselves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And that's what makes life more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the leaders of my &lt;a href="http://lds.org/?lang=eng"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; (Dieter F. Uchtdorf said that the desire to create is innate and inborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVn6fmfF-TU/TZ1sipbhMsI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZWLdSmfaBVg/s1600/landscape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVn6fmfF-TU/TZ1sipbhMsI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZWLdSmfaBVg/s320/landscape.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I believe this is soo true. &lt;br /&gt;(People everywhere love to create: clean homes, environments, areas; design homes, wardrobes, &lt;b&gt;landscapes,&lt;/b&gt; words; build houses, furniture,towers.........ETC. this list could go on forever- everything you do is some effort to create something-- a better home, create yourself to be a better person, mom, sister, friend, student, relationship, worker, human capitol etc. (&lt;b&gt;We are CONSTANTLY CREATING)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PKr-NKReAUY/TZ1rbpJeHqI/AAAAAAAAApw/W7_7Iioa6s0/s1600/writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PKr-NKReAUY/TZ1rbpJeHqI/AAAAAAAAApw/W7_7Iioa6s0/s320/writing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I love blogging, (although it might not be very apparent because of my lack of posts)&lt;br /&gt;but I love to: blog, write (create words on a page, design of my own online page, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is fun and it brings me great satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like &lt;i&gt;creating&lt;/i&gt;/crafting different news articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am far from eloquent or a grammar queen, but news writing seems to come natural to me and I enjoy creating and crafting different articles from a series of quotes, anecdotes, facts and research.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I write a new article I feel like I am creating a new piece of work, art perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short...I hope to constantly be reinventing myself, learning news skills, becoming a better person, and always helping those around me. The more we prepare and learn the more we can help and lift those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I tried speaking Spanish to a woman who didn't speak English. I was so happy to try to practice my Spanish and relate to her, and she was likewise so flattered (I think) that I tried to communicate to her in her own language even though I wasn't the best, and also a bit self conscious about my abilities.&lt;br /&gt;I think we can really relate to people when we bring ourselves to their level. That is the way peace is fostered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcQha6jHg7g/TZ1r_qciozI/AAAAAAAAAp0/yviV7KPeFno/s1600/mexican.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcQha6jHg7g/TZ1r_qciozI/AAAAAAAAAp0/yviV7KPeFno/s320/mexican.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just rambling.. in a tangent.. but to continue, I went to this great lecture a few months ago about the West and Islam. One of the professor who wasn't Muslim talked about how inter-religious dialogue and understanding could be the key to greater peace in the Middle East. (perhaps this is an obvious idea but I thought it was monumental and ground breaking when he described his experience.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcKNnOtnEV8/TZ1qk3PTA7I/AAAAAAAAAps/_Ii2I4wG40c/s1600/quran.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZcKNnOtnEV8/TZ1qk3PTA7I/AAAAAAAAAps/_Ii2I4wG40c/s320/quran.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he did was go out of his way not only really to read the Qu'ran in their language (Arabic) but to memorize many verses. Some particularly honoring and highlighting peace and Jesus Christ, saying he is someone to look to as an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said in dialogue with people from the Middle East, that we too, (people from the west) honor Christ as Christians. Your scripture says to respect and honor Christ like we do. Both of our scriptures recognize Christ as an example of love and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people responded warmly to his efforts to create a more inter-religious dialogue because he had already shown personal effort and desire to be understanding to them by reading and memorizing the Qu'ran in their language. His efforts to understand and truly know their language and beliefs presented a great gateway to conversation, understanding and ultimately honest and open dialogue. Amen to this man and his efforts, and I too hope to be a more understanding and knowledgeable person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What experiences have you had recently to create new experiences, ideas, understanding, peace, dialogue, warmth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I somehow love to connect things that might seem completely random and in-cohesive. I seem to make connections to things and people and ideas that others might just think huh? That was a huge jump, or really random. Anywho. Hope you enjoyed this post and blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1yF_bZrcF-c/TZ1tFi9nZrI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Hw0wNnYpBKQ/s1600/sleep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1yF_bZrcF-c/TZ1tFi9nZrI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Hw0wNnYpBKQ/s320/sleep.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. I also learned something recently that I thought was cool: We are at our most creative states or stages mentally/ in our brain, right before bed. Somehow that is when I always find myself writing or blogging! (Right before bed/when &lt;b&gt;I should already be IN BED&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-626578153586333718?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/626578153586333718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=626578153586333718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/626578153586333718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/626578153586333718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/04/reinvent-yourself.html' title='Reinvent Yourself'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVn6fmfF-TU/TZ1sipbhMsI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZWLdSmfaBVg/s72-c/landscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5551687050463451404</id><published>2011-04-02T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T18:47:09.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><title type='text'>Peace by Piece</title><content type='html'>This year's BYU Hunger Banquet by the Students for International Development was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peace by Piece" meaning world peace will come from everyone doing their small part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhi said:&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it."&lt;br /&gt;I like this quote because I think I tend to be an existentialist thinker. Always looking for the deeper meaning behind everything I do and why I do it. This quote reminds me that sometimes it doesn't matter, what we do every day is a little step into the future we are building for ourselves. Have you ever thought about it like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_ZbhI1qjX8/TZbojM1oWAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/poiBBsiBNW0/s1600/DSCN0659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_ZbhI1qjX8/TZbojM1oWAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/poiBBsiBNW0/s400/DSCN0659.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really do believe to a certain extent we can fulfill even some of our wildest dreams if we set our minds to them and set little, small goals to achieve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JSF6UEdGtaM/TZboxwPBjkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/G-NWB3yet30/s1600/DSCN0661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JSF6UEdGtaM/TZboxwPBjkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/G-NWB3yet30/s200/DSCN0661.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y86FOP4iuA4/TZboqU6cDLI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Z5pf6fCwbyI/s1600/DSCN0660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y86FOP4iuA4/TZboqU6cDLI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Z5pf6fCwbyI/s200/DSCN0660.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is clean up after the event was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tor and I went fully expecting to be sitting in the lower class eating rice and beans, but the unthinkable happened and we were sat in 1st class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have never attended a hunger banquet, about 70-80% of those who go and have paid an 8 dollar ticket, simply sit on the floor and share rice and beans and 'dirty' water. The entire event is to raise awareness about poverty and to create empathy for people in developing nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely an eye opening experience and they usually have a pretty awesome speaker.&lt;br /&gt;This year it was a man who is a Peace Corps director and has been involved in the Peace Corps for 20 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't been to one of BYU's Annual Hunger Banquets, I encourage you to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5551687050463451404?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5551687050463451404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5551687050463451404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5551687050463451404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5551687050463451404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/04/peace-by-piece.html' title='Peace by Piece'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x_ZbhI1qjX8/TZbojM1oWAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/poiBBsiBNW0/s72-c/DSCN0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-54498296363291720</id><published>2011-03-16T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T04:57:38.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational'/><title type='text'>Choose to be Happy</title><content type='html'>I have kind of been a &lt;i&gt;negative nancy&lt;/i&gt; lately, but I don't want to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We can't always choose our circumstances, BUT we can choose how we react to them.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I &lt;b&gt;choose&lt;/b&gt; to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes ever is by Abraham Lincoln. He said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Most men are about as happy as they make up their minds to be."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I understand some people deal with emotional/mental issues, I do feel this quote is true and it has always stuck with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I choose to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;Something my middle school principal used to say every morning over the intercom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Make it a great day, or not, the choice is yours!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that. I think it is also so true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-54498296363291720?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/54498296363291720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=54498296363291720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/54498296363291720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/54498296363291720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/03/choose-to-be-happy.html' title='Choose to be Happy'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5870390585879304869</id><published>2011-03-14T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T05:03:09.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Tie Ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex Boye'/><title type='text'>Alex Boye and The White Tie Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This Saturday was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;We went on a triple/quadruple date to BYU's White Tie Ball.&lt;br /&gt;The main event was Alex Boye, an LDS artist who is an awesome performer and entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Mia works for BYU's Women's Services and we were happy to attend and support her and the cause to promote a culture of non violence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xuegRxCK6r4/TX5GHPhyvaI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Tin5Wak4-ms/s1600/DSCN0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xuegRxCK6r4/TX5GHPhyvaI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Tin5Wak4-ms/s320/DSCN0644.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alex Boye with his friends. He is second from the left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eMIwRepwXks/TX5GgcEO0uI/AAAAAAAAAn8/8Hy0Q5gC6r8/s1600/DSCN0645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-eMIwRepwXks/TX5GgcEO0uI/AAAAAAAAAn8/8Hy0Q5gC6r8/s320/DSCN0645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tor and I, with Mia, Chason &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(who happens to be David Archuleta's cousin. a fact I love to share! :) &lt;/span&gt;Mia's Brother and Sister-in-law. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;According to Alex Boye, they are such close family friends, Alex used to change Mia's diapers! That was kind of sweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alex &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(we are on first name basis, not really)&lt;/span&gt;has lived an interesting life and is originally from Nigeria. He grew up in Bristol, England a bit orphaned and was good friends was Mia's family (her 4 brothers)in England through the LDS church and stake dances.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He was such a great performer! And did hilarious impersonations of Stevie Wonder, Lionel Richie, pigeon English, etc. He also dances like Michael Jackson! He did the splits like 3 times! The show was really entertaining and we were all laughing and smiling the entire time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alex was also very inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He ended the night by singing "How Great Thou Art," and went out into the crowd to shake people's hands. He talked about how he changed his life, dropped out of his boy band and decided to sing to inspire people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He now is one of two black men in the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. He realized being in the choir isn't about him, after learning of a stadium of saints in Africa who roared into cheers while watching General Conference and seeing another black man singing in the choir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"We are a world church, not an American church, or a Utah church."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;He is quite hilarious and also shared with us that for a year straight many of the choir members confused him/his name for the only other black member in the choir. He couldn't live it down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NET_PZ0mVVc/TX5FmC3pbxI/AAAAAAAAAn0/sUuEDxIolxs/s1600/DSCN0643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NET_PZ0mVVc/TX5FmC3pbxI/AAAAAAAAAn0/sUuEDxIolxs/s320/DSCN0643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ashley, Pierre, Tor, me, Alex Boye, Theo and Selline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were quite an international group!&lt;br /&gt;Tor from Norway, Selline and Pierre from France, as well as Mia's sister-in-law pictured above and Theo who is originally from Rwanda-- a French colony. Mia from England and Alex from England.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There were so many &lt;i&gt;French&lt;/i&gt; people! It was unbelievable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your weekend? Hope it was a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5870390585879304869?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5870390585879304869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5870390585879304869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5870390585879304869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5870390585879304869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/03/white-tie-ball-raising-awareness.html' title='Alex Boye and The White Tie Ball'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xuegRxCK6r4/TX5GHPhyvaI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Tin5Wak4-ms/s72-c/DSCN0644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5722670643033795916</id><published>2011-03-11T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:36:10.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I am excited for...</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THIS SUMMER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5pnpZjVitIg/TXpqnQlJEQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/E3epeBapoSE/s1600/new-york-city.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5pnpZjVitIg/TXpqnQlJEQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/E3epeBapoSE/s320/new-york-city.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just found out that I will most likely be in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;NYC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(instead of DC)&lt;/span&gt; and I found a screaming deal on a place to live with 3 other LDS girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uVX6h-A259k/TXpqlqqHwYI/AAAAAAAAAns/2HZom1RqllI/s1600/Statue-of-Liberty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uVX6h-A259k/TXpqlqqHwYI/AAAAAAAAAns/2HZom1RqllI/s320/Statue-of-Liberty.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's to hoping everything goes smoothly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I think the Statue of Liberty is on my side:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5722670643033795916?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5722670643033795916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5722670643033795916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5722670643033795916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5722670643033795916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-i-am-excited-for.html' title='Today I am excited for...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5pnpZjVitIg/TXpqnQlJEQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/E3epeBapoSE/s72-c/new-york-city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8674616398270267496</id><published>2011-03-05T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:33:15.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>Saturdays are the best for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lounging. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love sleeping in, doing laundry or cleaning my room when I have time. It seems all three of these items are on the very bottom of my priority list when school has got the best of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. date night! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love movies and dinner, or board games with friends and cupcakes. Date nights are the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. playing catch-up&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Saturday really is the day where I feel I can let the chaos of the week past me by and I can relax and catch-up on my most needed school assignment or see a friend I have missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lately I have been busy applying for journalism internships in Washington DC&lt;/span&gt;. I have a phone interview Monday (with my top choice)-- &lt;b&gt;cross your fingers&lt;/b&gt; it goes well! (PS. I've never done a phone interview before! anyone have any 'musts' or tips?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS. Can you believe I only have 4 more classes until I graduate???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I never thought I would see the end of the tunnel. To be honest, I would love to be a student for life! Who knows maybe grad school in a year or so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also, all of the journalism classes in the Communications Dept. at BYU are working on a big project on immigration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It will be a website chalked with info. on immigration in Utah.&amp;nbsp; It is still a big work in progress but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You can check out here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://byudailyuniverse.com/theimmigrationquestion/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KNeylcEm5X4/TXLVTCgIlVI/AAAAAAAAAno/FR9Ah9ES3bI/s1600/DSCN0621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KNeylcEm5X4/TXLVTCgIlVI/AAAAAAAAAno/FR9Ah9ES3bI/s320/DSCN0621.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since no blog is complete without a photo.. here is a picture of downtown Salt Lake and my immigration story partner Andrew Reeser and I. We traveled to SLC to interview people for our project. Andrew is a broadcast journalist and it was neat to see how print and broadcast journalist work differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rXVxikmzyKI/TXLTa5vpCiI/AAAAAAAAAng/nC4n8T31kuk/s1600/DSCN0622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rXVxikmzyKI/TXLTa5vpCiI/AAAAAAAAAng/nC4n8T31kuk/s320/DSCN0622.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jMpCVIFqFYg/TXLUCLKOSVI/AAAAAAAAAnk/dnNjkSi9fxY/s1600/DSCN0620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jMpCVIFqFYg/TXLUCLKOSVI/AAAAAAAAAnk/dnNjkSi9fxY/s320/DSCN0620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is a random shot of my desk. Who doesn't love flowers? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My valentine was very nice this year :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8674616398270267496?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8674616398270267496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8674616398270267496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8674616398270267496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8674616398270267496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/03/lazy-saturday.html' title='Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KNeylcEm5X4/TXLVTCgIlVI/AAAAAAAAAno/FR9Ah9ES3bI/s72-c/DSCN0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-553123776485970149</id><published>2011-02-20T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:28:13.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manti Utah Day Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What are you doing for your three-day weekend (President's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day)??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8rnG5UOzxM/TWIR93QbhNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/CwL_NPzUUbo/s1600/DSCN0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8rnG5UOzxM/TWIR93QbhNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/CwL_NPzUUbo/s320/DSCN0555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLq-z-fC9ik/TWISPKQIBQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/RjhEPy93TjE/s1600/DSCN0557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lLq-z-fC9ik/TWISPKQIBQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/RjhEPy93TjE/s320/DSCN0557.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yesterday &lt;i&gt;Tor&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; joined our friends &lt;b&gt;Jamie and Nate&lt;/b&gt; on a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;day trip&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Manti, Utah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here are a few shots I was able to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prepare to be amazed at the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;beautiful architecture.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kzOGq8cdruY/TWIXjKXb3FI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NbSVkcDEy0M/s1600/DSCN0559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kzOGq8cdruY/TWIXjKXb3FI/AAAAAAAAAmg/NbSVkcDEy0M/s320/DSCN0559.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What small and quaint towns both Manti and Ephraim are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEWSF3OTnV4/TWIazDhJJrI/AAAAAAAAAms/oZpgzFfrZQw/s1600/DSCN0575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEWSF3OTnV4/TWIazDhJJrI/AAAAAAAAAms/oZpgzFfrZQw/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ukdx3T0TQA/TWIXuQZ9t5I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VD7I0gPUf3k/s1600/DSCN0562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ukdx3T0TQA/TWIXuQZ9t5I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VD7I0gPUf3k/s320/DSCN0562.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The temple is &lt;i&gt;absolutely stunning&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am in love&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This semester I am taking a 1 cr. 'temples' class at BYU and I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; learning about all of the history of the LDS temples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkH9nlUlDAo/TWIUtdYg-rI/AAAAAAAAAmY/O7ui6RrLhfA/s1600/DSCN0570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EkH9nlUlDAo/TWIUtdYg-rI/AAAAAAAAAmY/O7ui6RrLhfA/s320/DSCN0570.JPG" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But tomorrow it is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;homework, homework&lt;/span&gt; for me.... :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIojY_nAmA8/TWIXZYBKUHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DAXAg1_BkAs/s1600/DSCN0577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MIojY_nAmA8/TWIXZYBKUHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DAXAg1_BkAs/s320/DSCN0577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ps. We also saw the movie &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unknown &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(with Liam Neeson and Diane Kruger) at the small town theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. What a good one! But super &lt;b&gt;INTENSE&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everyone was saying it is like&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Taken and the Bourne Ultimatum&lt;/span&gt; put together. And I would say that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;pretty accurate&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cl_oyASVgyI/TWIXvoL7UuI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ernV5NSA2Hs/s1600/unknown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cl_oyASVgyI/TWIXvoL7UuI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ernV5NSA2Hs/s1600/unknown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GpYVGv6Y92U/TWIRf3c4hhI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qM6DpL2mhA4/s1600/DSCN0554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GpYVGv6Y92U/TWIRf3c4hhI/AAAAAAAAAmE/qM6DpL2mhA4/s320/DSCN0554.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh SO the roads to Manti were CRAZY! (as you can see) &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It might have been a little unsafe to drive down there this weekend, but thankfully, we made it back happy and alive. And we didn't get lost! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-553123776485970149?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/553123776485970149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=553123776485970149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/553123776485970149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/553123776485970149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/02/manti-utah-day-trip.html' title='Manti Utah Day Trip'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8rnG5UOzxM/TWIR93QbhNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/CwL_NPzUUbo/s72-c/DSCN0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2556094363178928023</id><published>2011-02-14T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:18:40.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMQFn3C9_-I/TVjhvpaqSHI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nVii1mY_WNg/s1600/Be+Mine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMQFn3C9_-I/TVjhvpaqSHI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nVii1mY_WNg/s320/Be+Mine.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SBbcNa7UqlU/TVjhuv26bzI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/91OH2r7zcDo/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SBbcNa7UqlU/TVjhuv26bzI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/91OH2r7zcDo/s320/love.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPo9WknWBqk/TVjfr3XGzsI/AAAAAAAAAlM/3I2C8lu-h7M/s1600/valentines-day-candy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPo9WknWBqk/TVjfr3XGzsI/AAAAAAAAAlM/3I2C8lu-h7M/s320/valentines-day-candy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the "day of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wouldn't it be great if we celebrated this love day year round?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today Tor and I went on a walk because the weather was so nice, and I thought it was very cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whether you are with someone you love or just friends, I hope you enjoy your day and make it special! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2556094363178928023?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2556094363178928023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2556094363178928023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2556094363178928023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2556094363178928023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMQFn3C9_-I/TVjhvpaqSHI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nVii1mY_WNg/s72-c/Be+Mine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2585018755655122963</id><published>2011-01-28T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T03:23:55.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!...</title><content type='html'>To my niece Aleree, the cutest little thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKmW9QY_rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1rOkBsqM6iE/s1600/Family2010+117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKmW9QY_rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1rOkBsqM6iE/s320/Family2010+117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKma9yAyoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/emhgPB-rVvo/s1600/Family2010+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKma9yAyoI/AAAAAAAAAkg/emhgPB-rVvo/s320/Family2010+094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKmf0uRTlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Gks9oFl7rBw/s1600/Family2010+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKmf0uRTlI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Gks9oFl7rBw/s320/Family2010+104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Excuse for being one of those annoying people that only speak in hyperbolies)&lt;br /&gt;But look at that face! Adorrabllee.&lt;br /&gt;She is completely spoiled fyi.&lt;br /&gt;For her birthday her parents got her, a Rapunzel princess dress after the movie Tangled, and a full set of disney princess shoes to go along with the set she already has of disney princess dresses, and a pink sparkly crown to top it off.&amp;nbsp; Whew.. I know I did not have half as many toys as this little princess has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe she is already four! Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that pink little mini coop that my brother Logan is driving, that is hers!&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Cumpleanos mi sobrina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2585018755655122963?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2585018755655122963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2585018755655122963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2585018755655122963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2585018755655122963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TUKmW9QY_rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/1rOkBsqM6iE/s72-c/Family2010+117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1883803907390634538</id><published>2011-01-19T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T03:06:02.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little update: pictures with captions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-TorxGXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5gdW4bVfr3Q/s1600/DSCN0526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-TorxGXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5gdW4bVfr3Q/s320/DSCN0526.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tor came to California! He spent Christmas in Norway, and drove almost straight from the SLC airport to our house. It was fun to have him visit, hang out and really get to know my family.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-XI3bktI/AAAAAAAAAkA/pW6ghIpOgPo/s1600/DSCN0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-XI3bktI/AAAAAAAAAkA/pW6ghIpOgPo/s320/DSCN0452.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can you see how much snow is covering the ground/cars/area? (sorry for the sideways shot) This is what I was looking at right before I was planning my solo drive back to California. (Not fun!) so lucky for me I was able to bum a ride with my sister. I got to ride backseat next to the dog Lola in her pet taxi! I swear the dog and baby both had more room than me. It was kind of funny!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-ab7YTSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/39fsBrIquVY/s1600/DSCN0517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-ab7YTSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/39fsBrIquVY/s320/DSCN0517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Huntington Beach was beautiful on New Years Day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-dl_WdAI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e-bVRc2XkHI/s1600/DSCN0454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-dl_WdAI/AAAAAAAAAkI/e-bVRc2XkHI/s320/DSCN0454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So during finals week I had one of the funnest most memorable experiences in the library. A lot of people were skeptical but I quite enjoyed it! So what happened: all of a sudden the 3rd floor in the library turned into a singing and dancing scenes highly comparable to a scene from High School Musical! One person started, than two more jumped in, and then before you knew it there were 30 people singing and dancing in synch to N'SyNC--Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays.. It was great. And to top if off when they were done they randomly passed out these envelopes. I received one and didn't really think much of it-- until my neighbor revealed a 5 dollar bill! Yup that is right, it made my day! haha.. How did they afford to pass out like 40 envelopes with 5 dollar bills? What a great treat this little random moment was.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-iap8jJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JTf6-IQaDKg/s1600/DSCN0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-iap8jJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/JTf6-IQaDKg/s320/DSCN0529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow in so Cal? I was a bit shocked to spend my Christmas vacay in snow. Actually shocked isn't the right usage- I suppose pleasantly surprised. Funny how all schools in the area in CA had a snow day, when this was nothing compared to snow we get in Utah that we don't even question going to school in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-li1nUcI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ljcFjmRDqxY/s1600/FSCN0385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-li1nUcI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ljcFjmRDqxY/s320/FSCN0385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who has read Jesus the Christ? I have owned it for a couple years now, and still have yet to read it! I have read bits and pieces, but not the whole thing, definitely one of my new goals!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;School is back in session and I have been busy! Although, to be honest, this seems to be one of my least stressful semesters. One of my girlfriends and I were talking, when you have been to college as long as we have.. I don't know how to finish this sentence. It just seems like things are different.&lt;br /&gt;So my plan for this summer is to work in DC. I technically don't have an internship yet, but I DO have a place to stay. So I am half way there right?&lt;br /&gt;Also, lots of ideas formulating for what I will do when I graduate, it seems the possibilities are endless.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about all of the opportunities for learning and travel that are available to us?&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to explore.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to teach English in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am considering getting my CNA when I graduate and potentially nursing school? It is a big 180 from journalism, but would be more of a 'practical' job. Practical has never been my style, but with my graduation approaching and the reality of becoming an adult/ repaying student loans/ being financially independent, etc. it seems that job security is essential.&lt;br /&gt;Whether I do it or not, I feel so blessed right now to have all the opportunities of the world ahead of me and the ability and desire to acquire a range of skills and knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Can I just say I love school? I would be a student for life if it was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1883803907390634538?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1883803907390634538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1883803907390634538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1883803907390634538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1883803907390634538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-update-pictures-with-captions.html' title='a little update: pictures with captions'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TTa-TorxGXI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5gdW4bVfr3Q/s72-c/DSCN0526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6730463327007687895</id><published>2010-12-29T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:06:30.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtbSHDIxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gI-mJ0IuQw0/s1600/DSCN0468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtbSHDIxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gI-mJ0IuQw0/s320/DSCN0468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtf43DBqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/v1sC04c4vnk/s1600/DSCN0470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtf43DBqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/v1sC04c4vnk/s320/DSCN0470.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwt0zON4BI/AAAAAAAAAj0/SgeMJft9IT8/s1600/DSCN0472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwt0zON4BI/AAAAAAAAAj0/SgeMJft9IT8/s320/DSCN0472.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtjex_MMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rlExNBci9UU/s1600/DSCN0479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtjex_MMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rlExNBci9UU/s320/DSCN0479.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtonwIDYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/BkyIIi7Lr7M/s1600/DSCN0495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtonwIDYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/BkyIIi7Lr7M/s320/DSCN0495.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwvA6CuhsI/AAAAAAAAAj4/rwk3Zw0-gjY/s1600/DSCN0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwvA6CuhsI/AAAAAAAAAj4/rwk3Zw0-gjY/s320/DSCN0497.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nothing feels better than being home for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-6730463327007687895?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6730463327007687895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6730463327007687895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6730463327007687895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6730463327007687895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the Holidays'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRwtbSHDIxI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gI-mJ0IuQw0/s72-c/DSCN0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3809819422387625159</id><published>2010-12-24T00:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:44:33.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disco Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI5MzE3NzkxNzY1MyZwdD*xMjkzMTc3OTc3NjU2JnA9NzQ4ODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZvPTExMGRkMjc2ODYxZjQz/M2M5NjkzYzIxYTRkYjJjZjAyJm9mPTA=.gif" style="height: 0px; 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Dad and I had a bit of fun making these right before Chr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;ist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;mas Eve. Please watch and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 Brooke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; text-align: center; width: 435px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1064748650"&gt;Personalize funny videos and birthday &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1064748650"&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1064748650"&gt; at JibJab!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3809819422387625159?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3809819422387625159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3809819422387625159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3809819422387625159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3809819422387625159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/12/personalize-funny-videos-and-birthday_24.html' title='Disco Christmas'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7256550284759267667</id><published>2010-12-23T23:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:15:29.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI5MzE3NDg*NTA2OCZwdD*xMjkzMTc*OTIxMjMxJnA9NzQ4ODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZvPTExMGRkMjc2ODYxZjQz/M2M5NjkzYzIxYTRkYjJjZjAyJm9mPTA=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#000000; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm84rBxIiI/AAAAAAAAAis/TsWB_QnSvlk/s1600/DSCN0449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm84rBxIiI/AAAAAAAAAis/TsWB_QnSvlk/s320/DSCN0449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about being with your family forever? Most of my friends are LDS/Mormon, so I am sure they have, but I imagine that is somewhat of a foreign concept to those outside our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8qBwTPkI/AAAAAAAAAiM/xoP-ztOWOwc/s1600/DSCN0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8qBwTPkI/AAAAAAAAAiM/xoP-ztOWOwc/s320/DSCN0444.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, temple square is gorgeous. Mia and I took a quick trip there last night and snapped these photos just right before the lights when out. It was perfect timing. Apparently we were a bit late, and it was raining, but I'm glad we got these few shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8quSDmEI/AAAAAAAAAic/_zbqo12Qnlo/s1600/DSCN0445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8quSDmEI/AAAAAAAAAic/_zbqo12Qnlo/s320/DSCN0445.JPG" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8q6MqpNI/AAAAAAAAAik/YToioBaYuyc/s1600/DSCN0446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8q6MqpNI/AAAAAAAAAik/YToioBaYuyc/s320/DSCN0446.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8p2tBqhI/AAAAAAAAAiE/mMSCUbcLzUc/s1600/DSCN0440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8p2tBqhI/AAAAAAAAAiE/mMSCUbcLzUc/s320/DSCN0440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8qYya56I/AAAAAAAAAiU/_p4m7mKU2BU/s1600/DSCN0441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm8qYya56I/AAAAAAAAAiU/_p4m7mKU2BU/s320/DSCN0441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3547485056565800136?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3547485056565800136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3547485056565800136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3547485056565800136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3547485056565800136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-temple-and-reason-for-season.html' title='Love: The Temple and &apos;Reason for the Season&apos;'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TRm84rBxIiI/AAAAAAAAAis/TsWB_QnSvlk/s72-c/DSCN0449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1522715730065700915</id><published>2010-12-19T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T02:12:55.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat, Pray, Love</title><content type='html'>I am slacking on my blogging!! (How many blogs have you read with that same intro?) Sorrry! (Boring!) haha... I thought about the reasons why I haven't been blogging-- one thought was--&lt;br /&gt;1. maybe I just haven't had a lot of "deep thoughts" lately. Perhaps those are the things I like to share on this blog?&lt;br /&gt;2. Another thought, perhaps I haven't been on any "noteworthy/blog worthy" adventures. Are there such things? I suppose you can turn anything into a blogworthy event, and that is the great thing about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reasons why I have been absent...&amp;nbsp; Here I am -- eating and praying and loving again. (I think of my Dad when I write that last sentence because he makes fun of my blog title:Eat, Pray, Love) anywho.. here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7A4HR2yEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/q-X1W_rut-Q/s1600/December+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7A4HR2yEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/q-X1W_rut-Q/s320/December+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7CjkLsO1I/AAAAAAAAAfU/FmSpvcUWGqw/s1600/December+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7CjkLsO1I/AAAAAAAAAfU/FmSpvcUWGqw/s400/December+038.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few updates: My roommates have gone a bit Christmas spirit Crazy. Call me the Scrooge-- But I was a little taken back when I walked into a decked out living room full of paper/home made snowflakes taped to the walls, paper "Merry Christmas" and "Let it snow" signs, foam snowflakes hanging from the ceilings,&amp;nbsp; and ornaments in&amp;nbsp; a line hanging from two areas of the ceiling, along with a neon lit Christmas tree decked with plenty of ornaments. I am laughing as I think about even typing the amount of Christmas details happening in my small- have you--living room/ kitchen. I am glad my roommates are not as Scroogey as me-- perhaps the Christmas cheer would not have been so apparent if it had been for me. Bless their hearts they had the Christmas spirit! Here are a few photos to demonstrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7KU8RkBAI/AAAAAAAAAfg/hlaz65lmrSE/s1600/December+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7KU8RkBAI/AAAAAAAAAfg/hlaz65lmrSE/s400/December+013.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Kb42dKnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/j429yhF6g1Q/s1600/December+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Kb42dKnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/j429yhF6g1Q/s400/December+035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Ke42KIJI/AAAAAAAAAfo/BTTa0dsUjaY/s1600/December+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Kh6SokFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/JDQf56uch7o/s1600/December+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Kh6SokFI/AAAAAAAAAfs/JDQf56uch7o/s400/December+037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7KsWKTQRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ZOsWXXxvxPQ/s1600/December+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7KsWKTQRI/AAAAAAAAAf0/ZOsWXXxvxPQ/s400/December+039.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Ku7wIjuI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ArOG_I_31xg/s1600/December+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Ku7wIjuI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ArOG_I_31xg/s400/December+040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Kx18_5zI/AAAAAAAAAf8/X5dvqWDIz9E/s1600/December+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7Kx18_5zI/AAAAAAAAAf8/X5dvqWDIz9E/s400/December+041.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7K03OCd6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/o35u4AAi1x8/s1600/December+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7K03OCd6I/AAAAAAAAAgA/o35u4AAi1x8/s400/December+042.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7K3ieQ-MI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-sy0Ws73KEk/s1600/December+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7K3ieQ-MI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-sy0Ws73KEk/s400/December+043.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7K6H9Wt-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/1XKJ0iuWvf4/s1600/December+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7K6H9Wt-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/1XKJ0iuWvf4/s400/December+044.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this blurry one at the end.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone. I am off to temple square! Be back with more photos.&lt;br /&gt;And I have mentioned it is Christmas break?? Finals weren't too bad but Fall of Zero-Ten is officially OVER. No school for 2 weeks! On the same note- back to school in two weeks! yay! I kind of like school.&lt;br /&gt;Happy to see my family and friends over the holidays though.&lt;br /&gt;Weird it will be 2011 soon!&lt;br /&gt;Have you started thinking about your New Years Resolutions yet? I know I have!&lt;br /&gt;Brooke :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1522715730065700915?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1522715730065700915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1522715730065700915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1522715730065700915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1522715730065700915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/12/eat-pray-love.html' title='Eat, Pray, Love'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TQ7A4HR2yEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/q-X1W_rut-Q/s72-c/December+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4615806710089452689</id><published>2010-12-04T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:16:37.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love: Hiking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2vEwKC8I/AAAAAAAAAes/kwH_39Dcyro/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2vEwKC8I/AAAAAAAAAes/kwH_39Dcyro/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq21b43GYI/AAAAAAAAAew/USliExMzD6M/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq21b43GYI/AAAAAAAAAew/USliExMzD6M/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq26lFFkUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/bcCFnhgXx4g/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq26lFFkUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/bcCFnhgXx4g/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2_hBdfBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/obGLrhR-W4Y/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2_hBdfBI/AAAAAAAAAe4/obGLrhR-W4Y/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq3Epply1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/S66g9C8dUcc/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq3Epply1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/S66g9C8dUcc/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mia and I ventured to the Y last week to take a nice stroll outside. Something about fresh air and the mountains always puts me in a good mood and makes me feel rejuvenated! It was obviously chilly and the air was crisp and cold.&amp;nbsp; I CANNOT breathe when I hike the Y! You would think after living here for 3 years I have grown accustom to the altitude... but definitely not. After a few hundred feet I am panting for air-- Oxygen doesn't reach my brain-- and my head starts to hurt. Not the most enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2eYy5QRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gm891I_uhXM/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2eYy5QRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gm891I_uhXM/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2qHb6pII/AAAAAAAAAeo/HFJopEowgnw/s1600/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2qHb6pII/AAAAAAAAAeo/HFJopEowgnw/s320/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note-- I saw this cute girl last week on Thanksgiving. I just want to eat her every time I see her. She is so cute. Her mama made the best homemade stuffing and potatoes and everything, and the turkey was delish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get a good pic of my friend Mia above but we have become the best of friends lately. She is from England and we met in a broadcast journalism class both of our first semesters at BYU. Three years later, we still hang out, and her brother is my friend Tor's political science professor. (It is such a small world). Because she is from England, (and she has lived in Australia) she has an accent that makes any boys' heart melt. She is also an actress, and I am confident she will go far in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Dad was apparently some sort of&amp;nbsp; alternative healer when she was younger and she gave me one of the best but most intense and thereapeutic massages I have ever had! It included realigning my energy and 'chakras'&amp;nbsp; by making my legs tremor, piercing my stomach in pain, and sticking her hands into my rib cage-- okay it was actually really bizarre, but somehow very therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am a fan of meditation though, and I know it is so great to release stress through exercise. Excersing regularly will be one of my new years resolutions I believe-- there is NEVER enough time as a student to take care of yourself! Some days I am at school from 8 am until 6:30 p.m. and then have to return at 8 p.m to work! It is crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have 2 more semesters until I graduate, and I am a bit in shock. I am not sure I am ready to grow up!&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am happy to be alive, surrounded my friends and family and opportunities to learn, grow and improve galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4615806710089452689?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4615806710089452689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4615806710089452689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4615806710089452689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4615806710089452689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-hiking.html' title='Love: Hiking'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TPq2vEwKC8I/AAAAAAAAAes/kwH_39Dcyro/s72-c/ThanksgivinGshenanigans+091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4315393983615145886</id><published>2010-11-17T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:21:42.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat and Love: Ikea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TOQrmS0YP2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ySCsj77BCdk/s1600/ikea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TOQrmS0YP2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ySCsj77BCdk/s320/ikea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TOQsuNq7JLI/AAAAAAAAAec/b_6Zu7DF2Lc/s1600/ikea_food_sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TOQsuNq7JLI/AAAAAAAAAec/b_6Zu7DF2Lc/s320/ikea_food_sign.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went here this weekend and was really impressed. Actually I am just impressed every time I go. I love it there!&lt;br /&gt;Get these lovely dinners as picture above for such a good price. :) A really good date idea for any stage of the relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4315393983615145886?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4315393983615145886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4315393983615145886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4315393983615145886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4315393983615145886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-ikea.html' title='Eat and Love: Ikea'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TOQrmS0YP2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ySCsj77BCdk/s72-c/ikea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1720057064372092474</id><published>2010-11-17T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:20:44.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray: Find Periods of Quiet Time-- LDS Gem</title><content type='html'>I really liked this LDS "gem" I got in my email box this morning. &lt;br /&gt;It talked about finding time to meditate and pray-- but unlike what some may think- it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"His answers will seldom come while you are on your knees praying,&lt;br /&gt;Rather, He will prompt you in quiet moments when the Spirit can most effectively touch your mind and heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In these moments we are instructed and strengthened," it continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Richard G Scott-- Gave these wise words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often are you allowing yourself time to be instructed and strengthened? I'm almost positive for myself, it is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1720057064372092474?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1720057064372092474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1720057064372092474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1720057064372092474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1720057064372092474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/11/find-periods-of-quiet-time-lds-gem.html' title='Pray: Find Periods of Quiet Time-- LDS Gem'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-553267424630709479</id><published>2010-11-02T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:21:09.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray: Do you know who you are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TM_Qj1I7MoI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yGgtPAriIYw/s1600/Robert_d_hales_MD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TM_Qj1I7MoI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yGgtPAriIYw/s320/Robert_d_hales_MD.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Elder Hales came and spoke to my STAKE this past Sunday. How special did we feel! :)&lt;br /&gt;This talk couldn't have come at a better time in my life I feel, and perhaps for everyone else too. It seemed like there weren't a lot of dry eyes in the room after he spoke. He touched and pierced our hearts with the message: Do you know who you are? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you really believe you are children of God?&lt;br /&gt;And would he ever lead you astray or would he ever leave you alone?&lt;br /&gt;The message was very clear, there is a vital need for trust in this life. And more needs come on our part as we face challenges and difficulties. As college students we face what seems to be some of the biggest and most far reaching decisions in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Who will I marry? What will I study? Which career will I choose?&lt;br /&gt;These questions seem so daunting and so large until we realize I think: who do you want to marry? what do you want to study? And what do you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is in charge of our lives, but at the same time he wants us to be happy. There was an overwhelming sense of peace as I left the meeting. The Lord is in charge, how dare we ever think otherwise, and allow ourselves to be discouraged, sad or confused. Hurt or untrusting.&lt;br /&gt;The message was as clear as in any other meeting I have ever attended-&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart, and lean not into thine own understanding.&lt;br /&gt;In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths." Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;br /&gt;This inner peace and strength has brought so much more happiness and love into my life. I am grateful to be alive, and to know that I am so blessed. I wish I could go to school everyday and learn as much as I could. I have an insatiable desire to learn and grow and be better. &lt;br /&gt;I desire this inner peace that comes from trusting in the Lord and Knowing he is there, and in fact knowing that I am a child of God. I do feel I fit the child part well sometimes. But everyday I seek to obtain and continue this inner peace that I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-553267424630709479?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/553267424630709479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=553267424630709479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/553267424630709479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/553267424630709479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-know-who-you-are.html' title='Pray: Do you know who you are?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TM_Qj1I7MoI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yGgtPAriIYw/s72-c/Robert_d_hales_MD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3598638337723465961</id><published>2010-10-24T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:52:46.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Out the Vote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDm5l0UiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Mb-DaBhPmCo/s1600/Elections+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDm5l0UiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Mb-DaBhPmCo/s320/Elections+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDqDJ6MaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wIEhnSQQg2s/s1600/Elections+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDqDJ6MaI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wIEhnSQQg2s/s320/Elections+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUD1KFUOZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TBpWwAqnfQ8/s1600/Elections+085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUD1KFUOZI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TBpWwAqnfQ8/s320/Elections+085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDtHlyyCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/u_QYnysrrc0/s1600/Elections+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDtHlyyCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/u_QYnysrrc0/s320/Elections+016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUD4VpjzXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qjh6Qij5g0o/s1600/Elections+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUD4VpjzXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qjh6Qij5g0o/s320/Elections+7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUD_wxFDWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IzIJNW6ssaU/s1600/Elections+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUD_wxFDWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IzIJNW6ssaU/s320/Elections+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was an incredible adventure, as we traveled to Grand Junction, Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A 15 Passenger van of 7 of us who started off as strangers drove down together (not a single one of us knew each other before- except for the married couple of course ;) and - we got out the vote for the Republican Party! I just read in the New York Times that the most money from outside sources for political ads- like 12 million- has been spent in Colorado. This is a crucial race and area for the Republican Party. While I don't consider myself Republican, I thought it was a great oppurtunity to see how campaigns are run and to meet like minded people who are interested in politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3598638337723465961?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3598638337723465961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3598638337723465961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3598638337723465961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3598638337723465961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/10/get-out-vote.html' title='Get Out the Vote!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TMUDm5l0UiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Mb-DaBhPmCo/s72-c/Elections+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6092715859925420543</id><published>2010-10-18T23:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:21:32.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to Blog!</title><content type='html'>Must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and eat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and say my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think school has ever gotten easier or less stressful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-6092715859925420543?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6092715859925420543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6092715859925420543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6092715859925420543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6092715859925420543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-time-to-blog.html' title='No time to Blog!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4336859411055717786</id><published>2010-10-07T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T02:02:51.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we sometimes think life is a race?</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is it true that the older you get the more you have to fight, and that is fight for what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met someone this past year who told me this exact thing. I thought it was a little dramatic when I first heard it. But oh the older I get.. ( and I'm so old..not)but really the more and more I realize the powers of both good and good that exist to effect our decisions. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4336859411055717786?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4336859411055717786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4336859411055717786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4336859411055717786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4336859411055717786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-do-we-sometimes-think-life-is-race.html' title='Why do we sometimes think life is a race?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-62411853348328855</id><published>2010-10-04T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T00:58:18.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra-found</title><content type='html'>Have you ever stopped to really observe the plight of a blind person?&lt;br /&gt;I thought today as I watched this young man hit his long stick to the ground in front of him at what looked like an aimless and normal journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKmH2IrwWwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GCnHgV4_OZI/s1600/Blind_man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKmH2IrwWwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GCnHgV4_OZI/s320/Blind_man.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is God's purpose in creating the blind person? Not to belittle or demean this person, but to say how does He (God) expect them to live? and perhaps that is such a despairing thought- but I really felt for this poor lost boy who just kept hitting his stick to the ground. I am sure he is smart and very well functioning. He had all of limbs and what seemed like great health,&amp;nbsp; I just couldn't help but wonder how he was enjoying life and how he learns and what he does in fact SEE by being blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend asked him so calmly if he could help- if he was trying to find the library. He responded that he was not. And I watched him as he took across campus hitting his pole to the ground, back and forth, back and forth, but going forward- confidently and hesitantly, but at the same time. Is that possible? I believe it is.&lt;br /&gt;My initial thought was not to speak to him when I watched him hitting his pole to the ground. I assumed this was the normal day to day activity of such a person. I did not think that I could help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it very forward for my friend to ask where he was looking for, but at the same time realizing that we could help him. Yes he was blind but perhaps we could point him in the right direction if he needed it.&lt;br /&gt;How many of us travel through life blinded? Blind to the beauty all around us as well as all of the human life, suffering and harm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we living in this world if we are not truly living? And that is to be, do and feel what others around us are feeling and going through and trying to help them and assist them in their struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope next time I see a blind person who looks lost, I will try to assist them in any way I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-62411853348328855?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/62411853348328855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=62411853348328855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/62411853348328855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/62411853348328855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/10/pra-found.html' title='Pra-found'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKmH2IrwWwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/GCnHgV4_OZI/s72-c/Blind_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2857354130202857076</id><published>2010-10-03T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:01:51.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera! And what I've been up to lately.</title><content type='html'>I was so happy to get a new camera recently after the fiasco of last summer when my camera suddenly disappeared on my hike of Mt. Timpanogas. I purchased this little beauty on Ebay and was a little hesitant to make such a purchase online but things have seemed to work out so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnbx1LxDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NbDq46meyeE/s1600/New+Camera+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnbx1LxDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NbDq46meyeE/s320/New+Camera+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's always easier to blog when you have REAL photos too! Above is my new room, and if you can't tell I love to decorate! I am on the left. (oops is this me over sharing on the internet? I believe that has become sort of a safety threat for internet users.Or so I've heard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlndvtOiqI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/6Ums2pqM_Gs/s1600/New+Camera+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnhPP9iKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/n9PDbrRrMxM/s1600/New+Camera+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnhPP9iKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/n9PDbrRrMxM/s320/New+Camera+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;General Conference was just awesome this weekend! It is always nice to sit at home and vegetate on your couch and &lt;a href="http://new.lds.org/general-conference?lang=eng"&gt;listen to a prophet's voice&lt;/a&gt; while eating goodies. I also always feel like I have friends on high when I arrive at the conference center with no tickets and somehow always get in. This time was especially lucky because we arrived 10 min to 10am when the program started Saturday morning and ran into just the right man I suppose who pulled out two floor seat tickets from his suit coat and made my friend Andrea and I promise to pay our fast offering next month. Thank you good sir. It was a great session too because Uchtdorf, Holland, and Pres. Monson all spoke. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnnLvwpnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ty2AWdTGxcE/s1600/New+Camera+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnnLvwpnI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ty2AWdTGxcE/s320/New+Camera+006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I saw this ad in a church building today and was a bit shocked. A little interesting way to proselytize no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnqTA4VPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/BVBw3AC5434/s1600/New+Camera+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnqTA4VPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/BVBw3AC5434/s320/New+Camera+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was my recent attempt at sushi! Did you know about a cup of rice goes into each sushi roll? I've only&lt;br /&gt;made one roll so far and that was a simple cucumber roll. Boy was it delish. And I figure I invest in the tools to make sushi since I am craving it 24/7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2857354130202857076?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2857354130202857076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2857354130202857076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2857354130202857076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2857354130202857076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-camera-and-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='New Camera! And what I&apos;ve been up to lately.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKlnbx1LxDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NbDq46meyeE/s72-c/New+Camera+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1129476224108103820</id><published>2010-09-30T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:41:45.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elle Woods...and Law School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ4WcYVDiI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ecW0ibDqA08/s1600/elle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ4WcYVDiI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ecW0ibDqA08/s1600/elle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I've been feeling a little bit like this lady recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask? Because I've had this sudden desire to go to law school! It's definitely a bit out of character, and maybe way out of my league, but it just seems like such a great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ96Xw530I/AAAAAAAAAdE/U_k2Wl-pWlg/s1600/Harvard-elle-woods-2110385-300-449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ96Xw530I/AAAAAAAAAdE/U_k2Wl-pWlg/s320/Harvard-elle-woods-2110385-300-449.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I suppose the thought hasn't been random. I have one of the most LEGIT professors right now. And I sound so juvenile calling her legit, but she seriously is awesome. She is a BYU and Stanford Law alumni, former BYU Law professor, and an incredible African American woman who is not afraid to share her voice. Her class on media law that I am currently taking is highly entertaining. She is wonderful to listen to and I am constantly inspired by what is coming out of her mouth.&amp;nbsp; Look her up &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=elle+woods&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1126&amp;amp;bih=448&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=iw#sclient=psy&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;amp;biw=1126&amp;amp;bih=448&amp;amp;q=marguerite+driessen&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;aqi=g-sx4g-o1&amp;amp;aql=&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;gs_rfai=&amp;amp;pbx=1&amp;amp;fp=84f34ab5383c7ee9"&gt;HEre&lt;/a&gt; if you don't believe me. She's been a lawyer for several cases, spoken on CNN, several radio news interviews, and is also a Genesis Missionary for the LDS church. (How cool is that? I didn't even know they existed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I spoke with a fellow class member today who is studying to go into Public Relations and he said the thought of going to law school has crossed his mind now too. I am not alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ8_WwgDYI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AzamcJMQTgY/s1600/elle2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ8_WwgDYI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AzamcJMQTgY/s320/elle2.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, I meet a lot of people everyday who say they are going to law school and I just don't see much that they have that I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ98jWCL7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/LX-bx5B1DYc/s1600/2003_legally_blonde_2_016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ98jWCL7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/LX-bx5B1DYc/s320/2003_legally_blonde_2_016.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, in conclusion, (in proper Elle Woods fashion) maybe you will see me in law school someday. Also I love that I am announcing this like it is a turn of the century event- I guess for some this sort of thing is normal life, but for me, I think law school would be a huge accomplishment. What do you think? I'd love to hear advice, discouragement, encouragement, LSAT prep advice.. etc. Thanks for tuning in folks! (obviously my life is a bit like a sitcom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PPS. This means I'm going to have to start making good impressions- I need some letters of recommendation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I won't be turning in any law school application videos with this bikini on though! haha..oh Elle Woods.. you just gotta love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ89eMHbcI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QUKOneN4XOg/s1600/elle-woods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ89eMHbcI/AAAAAAAAAc8/QUKOneN4XOg/s320/elle-woods.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1129476224108103820?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1129476224108103820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1129476224108103820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1129476224108103820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1129476224108103820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/09/elle-woodsand-law-school.html' title='Elle Woods...and Law School?'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TKQ4WcYVDiI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ecW0ibDqA08/s72-c/elle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5120997004305025940</id><published>2010-09-26T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:20:01.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"People From Other countries are so... Primitive"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TJ-qTHEYRFI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HX3QDug4OQU/s1600/Masaidance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TJ-qTHEYRFI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HX3QDug4OQU/s320/Masaidance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is the genius line I said the other day as Tor and I watched some random animal show on KBYU. The "primitive" people I so intelligently referred to were in fact the semi nomadic group known as the Massai in Kenya. I was unaware that these people choose to live their lives like this, not because they cannot afford not to, but because it is a long standing tradition and culture they wish to participate in. The modern world does exist around them and they wish to not let it influence them. That is so interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Learned. &lt;br /&gt;I will no longer attempt to make blanket statements about "people from other countries" as I was so swiftly corrected by the foreigner next to me, and I will choose my words more carefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5120997004305025940?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5120997004305025940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5120997004305025940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5120997004305025940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5120997004305025940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/09/people-from-other-countries-are-so.html' title='&quot;People From Other countries are so... 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     &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;By Brooke Self&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;It may be unknown to many but that little utensil used when taking test, taking notes and writing papers, etc; has big effects on students grades, according to research done by student and elderly employees in the BYU bookstore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Oh yeah,” said Marni Vail, a senior from BYU Hawaii who was not surprised by the findings. “I perform much better in school when I have the adequate school supplies.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But we are not talking about adequate here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;While recently pen shopping in the BYU bookstore I discovered firsthand the beautiful market for pens. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“And who would’ve thought!” I thought to myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;(Of course the pen has big effects on your academic performance. There should be no shock factor there.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The tall sweet elderly man who approached us (my former roommate Kristi and I) at the pen aisle innocently asked, “May I help you with anything?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That is when I also innocently replied, “well yes,” I said. “I am looking for this pen,” pointing to a G2, “but not in these colors.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;There in front of us was an assortment of the G2 pens (which are a dream to write with), but all in pink, purple, and green ink.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“ I would like one in black please.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;That is when he so graciously directed us to the racks where pens were sold separately. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And what a selection it was. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Here try this one,” he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The jet setter was it name. And let me tell you from personal experience, this may have not been love at first site, but in fact, love at first write.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This pen does in fact write like a dream. The G2 doesn’t stand a chance against the Jet Setter, or so the old cliché goes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;But let me tell you again from firsthand experience this pen does in fact get you jet setting on the path to academic success. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;**Disclaimer**&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Or so I thought. Until this article formed and I am still not writing my REAL news article due next week on serious news like Utah roads. Or I have yet to begin the required reading for my classes for the past two weeks!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yikes! Back to reality, perhaps the Jet Setter pen does not improve grades. But sparks spouts of creative imagination and time wasting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7853319965853947614?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7853319965853947614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7853319965853947614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7853319965853947614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7853319965853947614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/09/breaking-news-right-pen-improves-grades.html' title='Breaking News: The Right Pen Improves Grades'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3516595832806357723</id><published>2010-09-02T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:40:19.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listing. 10 greatest joys of the week.</title><content type='html'>1. The week is over! I only have classes until Thursday every week. I jsut realized as my lab hour for the newspaper is very free and I can go or not go. I just need to have 2 stories written every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. School is fun! Whether it really is or it's not, maintaining this attitude leads to much greater learning and enthusiasm in my work and thus more work ethic on my part. Which let's be honest, my work ethic has decreased a little every semester since freshman year. But, in my defense I feel like I am making a come-back! And I also feel like I sound like Cher from Clueless. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am almost done!- only 2 semesters after this and I graduate! It is just hitting me. =) Joy. Icannotwaittograduateandbedonealthoughithasbeenfunwhileitslasted.Ialsodontwanttogrowupandbeabigkid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I got two articles written this week already for the Daily Universe so I am starting out on top.&lt;br /&gt;(We are required to write two a week.) Read my "&lt;a href="http://universe.byu.edu/node/10324"&gt;Students react to LDS' regularizing in China&lt;/a&gt;" here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am the new "tourism and transportation" beat writer for the paper, so if you feel like there is a topic that could be of interest to the BYU audience- Let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have no idea why I'm ending every line with one of these -------&amp;gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I turn 22 in 4 days! I am getting old, but actually not really. I love the way 22 sounds. I feel more sophisticated saying 22. My years of life experience are actually going to be able to show themselves, well- except for the fact that I don't really like acting like or being an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did I already see this week of school is over?? What a relief! And thank goodness for a FOUR day weekend! And holiday ON my birthday. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.. the week is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I will see my sissy and cute niece this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Labor Day weekend! I sure will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3516595832806357723?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3516595832806357723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3516595832806357723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3516595832806357723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3516595832806357723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/09/listing-10-greatest-joys-of-week.html' title='Listing. 10 greatest joys of the week.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3012861519306264716</id><published>2010-08-29T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T16:17:50.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday...the day before school starts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqfCfUQxM4I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AqfCfUQxM4I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about this song always reminds me of the beginning of fall and school. Perhaps it is because it says, "back to school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for school to start. This semester I will make my journalism debut at BYU as I write for the campus newspaper, &lt;i&gt;The Daily Universe.&lt;/i&gt; My passive voice writing with which I am so comfortable with will soon need to be active. And news/ events/ stories worthy of news will be sought. Which many can tell and see as they read &lt;i&gt;The Daily Universe&lt;/i&gt; are hard to come by in the Provo community. So you have to BE CREATIVE. Which I have been enjoying attempts at a lot recently. And speaking of news the campus "Police Beat" will continue to report highly entertaining inconsequential events such as a water balloon thrower spotted near the dorms, or a group of kids spotted in the night at the locked down football field, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom.&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3012861519306264716?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3012861519306264716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3012861519306264716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3012861519306264716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3012861519306264716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/sundaythe-day-before-school-starts.html' title='Sunday...the day before school starts.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1167022084199038381</id><published>2010-08-26T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:32:56.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Reading this... And Loving every second.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THbbll311AI/AAAAAAAAAck/HMkSvjjMecM/s1600/LizG-BN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THbbll311AI/AAAAAAAAAck/HMkSvjjMecM/s320/LizG-BN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can this lady be a better writer or more of a character.&amp;nbsp; I love the personality and honesty she puts into this book to the core. She looks smitten here holding her own book and I am smitten as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it a new age spiritual revivalism but I love the way she puts into detail her relationship with God and the way she prays and the way she searches things out on her own and they way she is very independent and self sufficient and the way she simply enjoys life and all the little things it has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in the Italy chapters where she is studying "pleasure" for pleasures sake. The outsiders perspective is that Americans work themselves to death and that we always have to find an excuse to simply enjoy a break and a breath of life. This could be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I traveled to Hawaii. I had a job. A part time job. It was probably necessary to help me fund my trip but I also could not just let myself be in Hawaii just to be in Hawaii for a month or so. I had to have some course of work or study as to my purpose of being there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I guess this isn't a bad thing. We are an "industrious people." Just different perhaps, compared to the rest of the world. Namely the Western world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I hope this post doesn't seem like I am idolizing this author or this book. Although let's be honest, maybe I am&amp;nbsp; a little bit with my blog sharing it's title and all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1167022084199038381?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1167022084199038381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1167022084199038381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1167022084199038381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1167022084199038381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-reading-this-and-loving-every.html' title='Still Reading this... And Loving every second.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THbbll311AI/AAAAAAAAAck/HMkSvjjMecM/s72-c/LizG-BN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6052351955653090295</id><published>2010-08-24T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T01:43:39.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Ramblings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THODFFbEy-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/vrR-HTv5IxY/s1600/df-mochi-ice-cream_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THODFFbEy-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/vrR-HTv5IxY/s320/df-mochi-ice-cream_300.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. I really want some mochi ice cream! Where do they sell that stuff in Provo besides Japanese Restauarants?&lt;br /&gt;2. Met a cute family at my restaurant from DC today. I really want to go to DC sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THODdSYfhQI/AAAAAAAAAcM/02EaKeCrM4M/s1600/07WashingtonDC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THODdSYfhQI/AAAAAAAAAcM/02EaKeCrM4M/s320/07WashingtonDC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The English Dept. from BYU came into my restaurant today. The same people whose offices I clean at BYU for my second job. It was weird that I recognized them because I have never met them. Just seen their picture on the wall. (Is it really such a random small world we live in?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My coworker who isn't LDS shared some stuff I didn't believe about the church. As a result of my research I found this website and consider it pretty funny! Please check out &lt;a href="http://holyfetch.com/"&gt;holyfetch.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am currently reading &lt;i&gt;Eat Pray Love&lt;/i&gt; and thoroughly enjoying it. It's crazy how I feel I relate to some parts so much or how I see they relate to people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THOEFdc-2pI/AAAAAAAAAcU/VLW2pVzufGM/s1600/eat-pray-love-movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THOEFdc-2pI/AAAAAAAAAcU/VLW2pVzufGM/s320/eat-pray-love-movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have been getting in deep conversations with the weirdest but greatest people lately. Today I met and spoke with an LDS family from DC, a boy who I met at Beto's who is: deaf, teaches at the MTC, from Japan, and served a mission in California, my friend and coworker Omal who is from India, and a random BYU professor who lived and taught at BYU Hawaii for 25 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; I think this proves I have a talent for meeting and talking to strangers. I like talking to people. I think it is fun. And for the most part everyone has their own "story" to tell that is unique to them.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THOB0CshACI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5RYlMWdCq6o/s1600/love_to_sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THOB0CshACI/AAAAAAAAAb8/5RYlMWdCq6o/s320/love_to_sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I think Sign Language is fun! I am obviously not very good, but it was so good trying to speak with my new friend Kei and actually communicating and having a conversation! I love that deaf people are very BLUNT! I think that is great and I see myself really relating to that! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Lastly, I love to cook! or maybe I just love food! Somehow my co worker and I will talk about food for forever. And I start realizing why my "freshman 15" has come in full force my senior year! I really want to make an Indian curry this week and an Italian dish of stuffed pasta shells. My mouth is salvating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THOF9OXvxNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2eZUxq8n6xM/s1600/sunflowermarket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THOF9OXvxNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2eZUxq8n6xM/s320/sunflowermarket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you live in Provo, I highly recommend &lt;a href="http://www.sfmarkets.com/"&gt;Sunflower Market.&lt;/a&gt; They have the best fresh, organic, homemade food ever. I just picked up some hummus, edemame, and pasta sauce there today. I am excited for my new cooking adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading folks, and don't be shy about leaving a comment.&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;****A lot of my pictures are taken from the internet. Please forgive me if they are yours!*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-6052351955653090295?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6052351955653090295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6052351955653090295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6052351955653090295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6052351955653090295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/late-night-ramblings.html' title='Late Night Ramblings.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/THODFFbEy-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/vrR-HTv5IxY/s72-c/df-mochi-ice-cream_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3429659570482138938</id><published>2010-08-20T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:38:27.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider the Lilies</title><content type='html'>Let's just say I stumbled upon this and I am in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S&lt;i&gt;ometimes, Lord, one is tempted to say that if you wanted us to behave like the lilies of the field you might have given us an organization more like theirs. But that, I suppose, is just your grand experiment. Or no; not an experiment, for you have no need to find things out. Rather your grand enterprise. To make an organism which is also spirit; to make that terrible oxymoron, a 'spiritual animal.' To take a poor primate, a beast with nerve endings all over it, a creature with a stomach that wants to be filled, a breeding animal that wants its mate, and say, 'Now get on with it. Become a god."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TG8DwZnlU-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/UfgcMhZAzdU/s1600/field_of_flowers_two_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TG8DwZnlU-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/UfgcMhZAzdU/s320/field_of_flowers_two_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Consider the Lilies, how they grow; the toil not..." has got to be one of the most beautiful and poetic things Christ said. He taught the people that He is their provider and they need not be concerned. I've always loved this line. And so to this unknown author, I thank you for this quote. I like it a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3429659570482138938?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3429659570482138938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3429659570482138938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3429659570482138938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3429659570482138938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/consider-lilies.html' title='Consider the Lilies'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TG8DwZnlU-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/UfgcMhZAzdU/s72-c/field_of_flowers_two_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2848978224065447655</id><published>2010-08-20T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:14:03.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alonzo Gaskill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TG79DgqHVfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BZPcsUchSHU/s1600/book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TG79DgqHVfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BZPcsUchSHU/s320/book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This man is a Greek Orthodox convert to the LDS church (which is very rare) and I am excited to be taking his class this semester on a "Survey of World Religions." He is also author of the books &lt;i&gt;Odds Are You're Going to Be Exalted, The Lost Language of Symbolism, &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; Know Your Religions: A Comparative Look at Mormonism and Catholicism. &lt;/i&gt;I've heard rave reviews from fellow peers on campus about his classes and books, and read many on Ratemyprofessor.com. Check him out. And if you think this first book sounds a bit presumptuous, so did I upon first sighting- but I hear he presents this story in a way that one does not become complacent but more hopeful and faithful. Enjoy&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2848978224065447655?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2848978224065447655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2848978224065447655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2848978224065447655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2848978224065447655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/alonzo-gaskill.html' title='Alonzo Gaskill'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TG79DgqHVfI/AAAAAAAAAbs/BZPcsUchSHU/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4577831940942199035</id><published>2010-08-19T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:25:06.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Place, Right Time</title><content type='html'>Ever feel like you are exactly where you need to be?&lt;br /&gt;Like you are in the right place at the right time and either&lt;br /&gt;something happens and you learn something you felt you needed to,&lt;br /&gt;or you meet a certain person you just connect with&lt;br /&gt;and either way neither incident could simply just be a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few of these experiences lately and it has been good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4577831940942199035?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4577831940942199035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4577831940942199035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4577831940942199035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4577831940942199035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/right-place-right-time.html' title='Right Place, Right Time'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-5653061396421672615</id><published>2010-08-18T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:38:32.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Sense of It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGxEYapQpXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HcFfx5G0LBo/s1600/rain-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGxEYapQpXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HcFfx5G0LBo/s320/rain-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How beautifully imperfect the weather is outside and how beautifully imperfect it all fits into place. Life that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be alive and well. The trees outside are bright green and glorious and I love that the rain falls so hard. The sky is blue and the clouds are white. The two scenes do not match. Yet they are occurring simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainfall came suddenly and unsuspectingly but left as fast as it came. Almost always how it happens in Hawaii or any other tropical landscape I presume. I think I prefer my rainfalls that way.&amp;nbsp; Short and sudden on the onset, but quick to end and ready to return in a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGxDpZxkd8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/016147fLaRg/s1600/rainbow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGxDpZxkd8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/016147fLaRg/s320/rainbow.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this whole post makes no sense. and is bizarre. That is how I am feeling. Life is unpredictable I suppose. But&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't have it any other way. I just wanted to say "Hey" to my 7 official "followers" and all you others who peruse this page. My blog has shockingly been getting a lot of attention from all over the 50 states as well as countries I have never dreamed of. Thanks for being you! And for visiting-&lt;br /&gt;Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-5653061396421672615?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/5653061396421672615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=5653061396421672615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5653061396421672615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/5653061396421672615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/making-sense-of-it-all.html' title='Making Sense of It All'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGxEYapQpXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/HcFfx5G0LBo/s72-c/rain-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8012412448345735603</id><published>2010-08-15T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T16:01:19.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Through Life...</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite quotes from the Eat, Pray, Love movie comes from a scene they show on the trailer. One of Liz's friends/mentors in India is speaking to her one on one and he tells her, "if you could just clear out all that space in your head- the world would just rush in." I don't know if that makes sense completely to a lot of people but my friend put it another way and I feel like it means the exact same thing. He said, "if you could silence all the voices in your head, everything would just scream for attention, ie. my kitchen would tell me to clean it right now, the trees and nature outside would want me to enjoy them, etc."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGhtgq1u2_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rYUCw1Tn5-o/s1600/accordion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGhtgq1u2_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rYUCw1Tn5-o/s320/accordion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying this lately, that is, trying to be more aware and attentive of my surroundings. I found recently that there is so much going on around us. For example my friend and Andrea and I made a trip to the BYU creamery and we saw these girls playing their accordion. We stopped to dance with them, throw a little change in their case, and chat. Shalom, May we all "let the world rush in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGhtfyZnISI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BewWlR8QwIE/s1600/dancing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGhtfyZnISI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BewWlR8QwIE/s320/dancing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-8012412448345735603?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/8012412448345735603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=8012412448345735603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8012412448345735603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/8012412448345735603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/dancing-through-life.html' title='Dancing Through Life...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TGhtgq1u2_I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rYUCw1Tn5-o/s72-c/accordion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7373339903852219514</id><published>2010-08-13T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:50:37.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Heard it Said...</title><content type='html'>I've heard it said you should treat every person you meet with the idea that they are facing one of the hardest trials of their life. The thinking behind it is that if they in fact are than you met them with the same love and attention that they needed, and if they aren't- you helped them realize that they could be loved or needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this post is a bit "emo" but I think I've met enough NEW people this past week to realize that we all (no matter who you are or where you come from) are "dealing with something" or trying to &lt;i&gt;be better&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love this quote because it tells us to be kind to everyone and to realize that every person we come in contact with needs maybe someone to pay more attention to them, to care about them and to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quote similar to this one states: "Be the change you want to see in the world."&amp;nbsp; Or Gandhi also said "Live as if you'll die tomorrow. Learn as if you'll live forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've had this insatiable hunger for more knowledge and awareness of the world around me. I want to be more and do more for the people I live around, work with, and interact with everyday. It is kind of a neat concept. I feel "hyper" active in my awareness or love for the world and people around me. =) Of course I've still got a lot to learn though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7373339903852219514?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7373339903852219514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7373339903852219514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7373339903852219514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7373339903852219514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-heard-it-said.html' title='I&apos;ve Heard it Said...'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-9001465233299658320</id><published>2010-08-03T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:29:15.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A New Earth" by Ekhart Tolle</title><content type='html'>This book was a must read recommend by Oprah a few years ago so obviously it is good right? Does Oprah ever recommend a bad book? Okay well let's forget about the book where the author said it was a true story and then later we realized he was lying. But this book is great. I haven't actually read it so maybe that is a bad recommend! But a friend shared this quote with me and I love it! Read it and think about how it relates to you. I believe we can all relate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"Acknowledging the good that is already in your life is the foundation for all abundance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The fact is: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;whatever you think the world is withholding from you, you are withholding from the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You are withholding it because deep down you think you are &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; and that you have nothing to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Try this and see how it changes your reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Whatever you think people are withholding from you- praise, appreciation, assistance, loving care and so on. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Give it to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don't have it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Act as if you had it and it will come. The sooner you start giving you will start receiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You cannot receive what you don't give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outflow determines inflow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The source of all abundance is not outside you. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's part of who you are."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-9001465233299658320?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/9001465233299658320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=9001465233299658320' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/9001465233299658320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/9001465233299658320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-earth-by-ekhart-tolle.html' title='&quot;A New Earth&quot; by Ekhart Tolle'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7098792921281682006</id><published>2010-08-03T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:14:58.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving and Babysitting!</title><content type='html'>I helped my sister move this past weekend and it was actually pretty fun. I fell in love with my niece who is three and I swear a little genious. She knows more about the "ipad" then I could imagine and her favorite place to go to is Barnes and Noble! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy to babysit for my sister while her and Eric went out. Let me first say Aleree is 3 but we had so much fun together! We filled our time going to the mall and riding a carousel, playing at the playground, throwing pennies into a fountain, going to Barnes and Noble to read books and play with the trains, playing video games (she begged to play Street Fighter!), playing on the  ipad, watching "Cloudy with a Side of Meatballs" -cute movie, eating ice cream and her making me blow on her food that was hot like 4 times in a row,  doing puzzles, and lastly having a tea party! She is so cute and so fun! I seriously had so much fun with just me and her. To be 3 again! She is so full of life and always smiling and laughing and happy. She promised when we went to the stores she wouldn't ask for any toys. I guess her parents have trained her on that after some tantrums thrown. I can't get over how cute she is!&lt;br /&gt;No pics to post. I only got a few on my phone but hope everyone else had a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and an update on my jobs! I have been going crazy. I now have two and then I got emails about 2 more: one for a computer lab assistant and another for being a copy editor for the Daily Universe! I would love either of those last 2 although I do already like the 2 I have.. So hm. I go into interview for the copy editor position today and the comp lab assist. is put on hold. Could I be anymore grateful or overwhelmed! When it rains it pours I suppose is so true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7098792921281682006?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7098792921281682006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7098792921281682006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7098792921281682006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7098792921281682006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/moving-and-babysitting.html' title='Moving and Babysitting!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-6963803456002798581</id><published>2010-08-03T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T13:00:33.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The only thing constant is change"</title><content type='html'>I thought of this today as I threw away the trash. I know I was not first to come up with this thought. Heraclitus an ancient Greek philosopher who lived about 100 years before Plato said is first, "The only constant is change." Plato said it beautifully when he expounded "You cannot step into the same river twice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the thought came to me as I watch one of my current roommates move out and just a day ago I helped my sister move out of her home to a smaller and more comfortable place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like in college our relationships are always changing. Sometimes we keep in touch with friends from high school, but your relationship is never the same. The same goes for familial relationships. There is a new dynamic to your relationship when you live 800 miles away or even 30. You communicate with different forms, ie. the internet or the cell phone. Your physical relationship is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In singles ward, well especially at BYU, the people in your wards are constantly changing. There are like the 20 people who have been in your ward all of their college careers but for the most part every time you move you move into a whole new ward where the whole ward is just meeting each other. It is an interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In work starting a new job means new people and new skills and ideas to master. &lt;br /&gt;And school, if your not smart or perhaps if you are, you are constantly learning something new.&lt;br /&gt;All of this is fun and exciting. And I enjoy it. I just felt like sharing those thoughts today. Tell me what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-6963803456002798581?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/6963803456002798581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=6963803456002798581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6963803456002798581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/6963803456002798581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/only-thing-constant-is-change.html' title='&quot;The only thing constant is change&quot;'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7071601109934905674</id><published>2010-08-02T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:34:55.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in P-town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR9W5Ku2xI/AAAAAAAAAa4/IY9OeRdG-FI/s1600/custodian1_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR9W5Ku2xI/AAAAAAAAAa4/IY9OeRdG-FI/s320/custodian1_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So.. I've been desperately searching for a job since I've been back with no luck. Until I saw this gem on the BYU Job board- a custodial position in the JFSB at night. It may seem easy to get said job but I realized after applying to several other campus jobs the market is very competitive on campus with about 60 people calling in for each part time job available! I called immediately since the pay and hours were about exactly what I wanted. Bill the supervisor set me up for an interview the same day and lucky for me said I was "the most qualified out of everyone he interviewed that day." I couldn't help but laugh at that comment! But so grateful I was chosen. These people pictured here are actually a band titled "Custodian".. nice. Check them out if you wish. Oh and one thing worth mentioning- I don't have to clean any toilets, so that's a plus! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really blessed because I went from having 0 jobs to 2! I also just got offered a position as a server at a Sushi and Teppanyaki Restaurant right around the corner from my house. Don't you just love job interviews when all they want to know is when you are available? (because I have worked in a sushi restaurant before) I am so excited! I love Sushi! MMmm.. I could eat it everyday probably and never get sick. My manager seemed really nice and sweet too and the Restaurant will be called Kyoto like the city in Japan. It is opening in just a week so if you are reading this and you live in the area you should come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFSEpCR2aJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9k92LqAMpJ0/s1600/sushi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFSEpCR2aJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9k92LqAMpJ0/s320/sushi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFc57m7OH1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/j-E5tTlEGus/s1600/medium_joshua-james.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFc57m7OH1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/j-E5tTlEGus/s320/medium_joshua-james.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Kristi and I saw Joshua James play at Velour in the heart of downtown Provo. It was an interesting show. I'm not sure I'm quite a huge fan of him but if he's got one thing going for him it is his performance. He knows how to get attention and to really play to the crowd. Well actually his eyes are closed for half of the performance and he seems like he is in his own world the entire time- but like I said he knows how to get attention. Overall it was an interesting show. His music is nice but I wish it had more variety like maybe SOME upbeat songs, they were all pretty mellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR8f4xq58I/AAAAAAAAAaw/bYcu4aaRdvU/s1600/DSCN0901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR8f4xq58I/AAAAAAAAAaw/bYcu4aaRdvU/s320/DSCN0901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kristi and I have been doing a lot lately. Yesterday we also went up to Bridal Veil Falls and had a picnic. I think the falls are such a gem in the canyon and I can't believe I haven't done this outing before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So speaking of which- I am going to Europe, it is official. Well actually not really but it is one of my big goals for the upcoming years. I will graduate from college first of course. Since I realize I have wasted enough time not doing the above. My goal is to work for a year and save money when I graduate or just go after I graduate and work as a nanny. I'm a little realistic that these plans may change, but it's nice to dream about now. I really wished I was in Europe all summer but due to no funding I have been doing the next best thing and that is watching tons of movies set in Italy France Germany, etc./ reading lots of books. I have really come to love travel books. They are pretty interesting and really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have realized I think I would love to go into travel writing. A girl I know here at BYU just completed an internship with a travel website in New York City. How cool is that? I may be asking her for some references and trying that next summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening to me/ reading me rant about my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR8ar5sg-I/AAAAAAAAAao/LaHX2HCHNF8/s1600/DSCN0907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR8ar5sg-I/AAAAAAAAAao/LaHX2HCHNF8/s320/DSCN0907.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR8T0xbFJI/AAAAAAAAAag/AqPtWXPmzfg/s1600/DSCN0902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR8T0xbFJI/AAAAAAAAAag/AqPtWXPmzfg/s320/DSCN0902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;3 Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7071601109934905674?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7071601109934905674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7071601109934905674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7071601109934905674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7071601109934905674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-in-p-town.html' title='Back in P-town'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TFR9W5Ku2xI/AAAAAAAAAa4/IY9OeRdG-FI/s72-c/custodian1_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3734153595903982955</id><published>2010-07-24T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T02:10:13.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of'47 Rodeo..and what does the future hold??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEqtgXt5snI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ypjuGAvfz_I/s1600/horse_and_buggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEqtgXt5snI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ypjuGAvfz_I/s320/horse_and_buggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we were at the Rodeo today! My first rodeo, and it was cool. We didn't know what the "Days of '47" meant though until we realized it stood for 1847 the year the pioneers came to the Utah Valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEqtd39c_sI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nXbtg7h23ws/s1600/apple-ipad-steve-jobsjpg-6af57fbba1e7c872_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEqtd39c_sI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nXbtg7h23ws/s320/apple-ipad-steve-jobsjpg-6af57fbba1e7c872_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It boggles my mind that just about 150 years ago the Mormon pioneers settled in what is now Salt Lake City and 150 years later it is what it is today in all it's glory. Has everything really advanced that fast! 150 years ago- like 2 generations? They were riding horse and buggy, growing their own food, using the pony express for communication and today we watch movies on an "ipad", drive luxurious cars, travel the world on a jet plane, and make calls to China from the comfort of our bed if we wish. What does the future hold?? I am so excited to find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3734153595903982955?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3734153595903982955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3734153595903982955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3734153595903982955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3734153595903982955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/07/days-of47-rodeoand-what-does-future.html' title='Days of&apos;47 Rodeo..and what does the future hold??'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEqtgXt5snI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ypjuGAvfz_I/s72-c/horse_and_buggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3283601425822071828</id><published>2010-07-21T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T09:43:52.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J.K. Rawling Speaks at Harvard Graduation</title><content type='html'>Following my previous post I saw this video on a blog one day and absolutely loved it. I must admit I never got into the whole Harry Potter thing but JK Rawling is just lovely. Please view and enjoy! They are a little long but totally worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pucdJHjZaqs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pucdJHjZaqs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OIbTqNrxSV0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OIbTqNrxSV0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3283601425822071828?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3283601425822071828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3283601425822071828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3283601425822071828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3283601425822071828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/07/jk-rawling-speaks-at-harvard-graduation.html' title='J.K. Rawling Speaks at Harvard Graduation'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-232737870404513727</id><published>2010-07-21T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:12:49.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEahyOinK2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/47knuGysiYY/s1600/inception-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEahyOinK2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/47knuGysiYY/s320/inception-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I began this post because I was pleased to hear the word "resilient" in opening and closing parts of Inception. "I was just blogging and reflecting on the meaning and power of that word!" I thought as the movie started and the line was stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's the most &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;resilient&lt;/span&gt; parasite? &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;An Idea&lt;/span&gt;. A single idea from the  human mind can build cities. &lt;i&gt;An idea can transform the world &lt;/i&gt;and rewrite  all the rules. Which is why I have to steal it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Idea can transform the world? huh... what does that sound like? I like this collection of words that creates a sense of empowerment and notion to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEah38Qn6AI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Acu1j6-h118/s1600/Letters-to-juliet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEah38Qn6AI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Acu1j6-h118/s320/Letters-to-juliet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another movie that I just saw recently and that I completely adore is &lt;i&gt;Letters to Juliet.&lt;/i&gt; It doesn't hurt that it is set in gorgeous and lush Italy and the three main characters are all attractive! And yes I mean the Grandmother Vanessa Redgrave was attractive too. I thought she was such a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEacukuLGrI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oCVfgQ_-46s/s1600/letters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEacukuLGrI/AAAAAAAAAZc/oCVfgQ_-46s/s320/letters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I first have to give a spoiler alert for this quote- (because it isn't stated till about the end) but I love the letter that Sophie writes to Claire which is the basis for her search to find her long lost "true love". The exact line is not fresh at hand but she says something to the extent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; are two very simple words when apart. But put them together and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life.....&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What if? &lt;/span&gt;What if? and.. If it was true then why wouldn't it be true now."'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEah0qLs4aI/AAAAAAAAAZs/r7l41t4jFkY/s1600/favpart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEah0qLs4aI/AAAAAAAAAZs/r7l41t4jFkY/s320/favpart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture is taken at one of my favorite scenes- the realization of her own true love. &lt;br /&gt;These lines really stood out to me. I like how they create a sense of urgency for the listener to cease the day and act now. And that the eternal nature of truth is simply expounded upon. Truth is unchanging- if it was true then why wouldn't it be true now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Some critics have said that the above mentioned movie is cheesy, and while I can't necessarily argue that some parts couldn't have been seen as such, I overall loved it! So much I saw it three times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEapITiQMII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eWhuosTNnyk/s1600/eclipse-poster-movie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEapITiQMII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eWhuosTNnyk/s320/eclipse-poster-movie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last quote I really appreciated was actually in ..dun dun dun.. Eclipse! haha! I don't claim to be a huge Twilight fan- I read part of the first book and that is about the extent of my desired reading of the series but if you know the story Bella and her friends are set to graduate High School this time around. Jessica, a classmate, gives the graduation speech. And what does she say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reliving this moment of the past where I spoke at my High School graduation and attempted to give a thrilling and inspiring message. Instead of giving the graduates a typical "go follow your dreams" speech like I did at my high school graduation Jessica tells them to do the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make mistakes, change your major, get your heart broken, etc. so that when people ask what you want to be when you grow up..You won't have to wonder- &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"you'll know&lt;/span&gt;." Story of my life. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-232737870404513727?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/232737870404513727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=232737870404513727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/232737870404513727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/232737870404513727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception-letters-to-juliet-and.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TEahyOinK2I/AAAAAAAAAZk/47knuGysiYY/s72-c/inception-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-162786992855753630</id><published>2010-07-16T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T02:49:33.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are so Resilient.</title><content type='html'>I love it when I can be with my family. They are really the ones that make our hearts grow. This past week was fun because my family &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;minus Taylor&lt;/span&gt; was able to drive me back up to Provo and stay the week at my sister Brittney's cute town home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECj4HItXwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TX1X0Ue9JEs/s1600/Family2010+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECj4HItXwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TX1X0Ue9JEs/s320/Family2010+118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECkIIbIZjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/u--mXHsVoO0/s1600/Family2010+149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECkIIbIZjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/u--mXHsVoO0/s320/Family2010+149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleree was so excited to be with Logan. And I love the way she calls him "Yo-gan" cuz I swear her L sound is still developing. But don't tell that to her Mom, my sister Brittney, cuz she would have to disagree. They are like two little buddies though, even though Yogan is technically 6 years older than her! They are the closest in age out of everyone so he is the family member she gets along with the best I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECkLwKcHfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OFxX2I4Z2wo/s1600/Family2010+117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECkLwKcHfI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OFxX2I4Z2wo/s320/Family2010+117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjYtqyU3I/AAAAAAAAAYE/22JNOHStV7A/s1600/Family2010+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjYtqyU3I/AAAAAAAAAYE/22JNOHStV7A/s320/Family2010+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture above embodies all that their relationship is so prefectly! I always feel bad when Aleree begs to talk to Logan on the phone and he won't even get on to say hi. Logan has his own personality and he really cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjtRUygxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xuLPolWv0WU/s1600/Family2010+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjtRUygxI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xuLPolWv0WU/s320/Family2010+089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the saying "Kids are so resilient." My friend aka. (one of my ex-bfs) use to say this all the time. I thought it was funny because he would say it as if he was so old and couldn't relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjoCIv4dI/AAAAAAAAAYU/90H4vPkA6hU/s1600/Family2010+085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjoCIv4dI/AAAAAAAAAYU/90H4vPkA6hU/s320/Family2010+085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love that the Lord in all his wisdom admonished us to "be like a little child: meek,  humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the  Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him." And he said, "suffer the little children to come unto Him, for thus is the Kingdom of Heaven." I have no doubt these little souls are sent from heaven and bodies we can truly learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECj9YN8HqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sTqq622aDAE/s1600/Family2010+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECj9YN8HqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sTqq622aDAE/s320/Family2010+132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old cliche goes, when life gives you lemons make lemonade. And so it is with our lives. When we feel we are not where we want to be or we are not happy bounce right back up and make a change. Resilience is a life saver I believe and perhaps another spice of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjiGoTRmI/AAAAAAAAAYM/GlTCSkgPs10/s1600/Family2010+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjiGoTRmI/AAAAAAAAAYM/GlTCSkgPs10/s320/Family2010+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjyq8diUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/N80EJ-czyxo/s1600/Family2010+112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECjyq8diUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/N80EJ-czyxo/s320/Family2010+112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECkCYIm9RI/AAAAAAAAAY8/SkrxQZG1ga8/s1600/Family2010+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECkCYIm9RI/AAAAAAAAAY8/SkrxQZG1ga8/s320/Family2010+115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was in Central Park in New York here feeding the ducks in actually Sugar House Park in Salt Lake! I will def. be back here, it is one of my new favorite places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-162786992855753630?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/162786992855753630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=162786992855753630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/162786992855753630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/162786992855753630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/07/kids-are-so-resilient.html' title='Kids are so Resilient.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TECj4HItXwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/TX1X0Ue9JEs/s72-c/Family2010+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2332946890532075330</id><published>2010-07-10T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:05:20.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really inspired.</title><content type='html'>Memoirs have really been my reading of choice lately! And&lt;a href="http://www.mormonwomen.com/"&gt; this website&lt;/a&gt; is no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TDjwkxmnqWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UVPaHib3KB0/s1600/6a00d8341c007f53ef01287785f31d970c-800wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TDjwkxmnqWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UVPaHib3KB0/s200/6a00d8341c007f53ef01287785f31d970c-800wi.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't praise it more. Faith in numbers is incredible and I love to read the stories of these faithful and inspired women from across the globe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2332946890532075330?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2332946890532075330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2332946890532075330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2332946890532075330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2332946890532075330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/07/really-inspired.html' title='Really inspired.'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TDjwkxmnqWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/UVPaHib3KB0/s72-c/6a00d8341c007f53ef01287785f31d970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2271326328635001563</id><published>2010-06-27T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:53:25.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just call me the girl who cried wolf....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TCb5aIUroWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7fIKut6-l18/s1600/theBoyWhoCriedWolf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TCb5aIUroWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7fIKut6-l18/s320/theBoyWhoCriedWolf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been announcing and preparing for my mission for the last 2 months! and well let's just say it is a "no go."&lt;br /&gt;I have never in my life experienced anxiety! Let alone extreme anxiety and that is exactly what I was feeling about a week ago when I began preparations for my "farewell talk." Call me a bit dramatic but this was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;intense&lt;/span&gt;. I love the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/"&gt;gospel &lt;/a&gt;and the Lord truly and dearly and the idea of sharing it gives me joy but I just felt like I was at peace as soon as I decided that I would not go. Not to mention moving out of a ward and apartment that I really cared about was SUPER hard.. I am a bit embarrassed that this is happening again, (announcing and anti-climatically not actually going on a mission) But a girls gotta do what a girl's gotta do and that is listen to her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2271326328635001563?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2271326328635001563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2271326328635001563' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2271326328635001563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2271326328635001563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-call-me-girl-who-cried-wolf.html' title='Just call me the girl who cried wolf....'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TCb5aIUroWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/7fIKut6-l18/s72-c/theBoyWhoCriedWolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-610407149988259243</id><published>2010-06-26T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:12:41.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Eat, Pray, Love' Trailer HD</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to read this book/ see this movie. I am so inspired. If you can't tell I changes my whole blog title to it. I believe in this mantra. This way of life. Which is &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt;, peaceful, and happy. Life can be stressful and it can be hard sometimes but I think if we just remember these basics and to keep it simple we can be happy happy. Here's to &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;eat pray love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And Italy, Indonesia, and India don't sound too bad right now too. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's to dreaming and living life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt; And being &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt; no matter what happens.&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/iZzmqHJ0gPU/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iZzmqHJ0gPU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iZzmqHJ0gPU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-610407149988259243?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/610407149988259243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=610407149988259243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/610407149988259243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/610407149988259243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/06/eat-pray-love-trailer-hd.html' title='&apos;Eat, Pray, Love&apos; Trailer HD'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3864030251727654415</id><published>2010-06-22T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:14:37.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Does the Tango</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/bsLcnvnAt68/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bsLcnvnAt68&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bsLcnvnAt68&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This song is the best! Reminds me of my time in Hawaii. Those were some good times and I guess I am just being nostalgic today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3864030251727654415?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3864030251727654415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3864030251727654415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3864030251727654415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3864030251727654415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-heart-does-tango.html' title='My Heart Does the Tango'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1007286471982559360</id><published>2010-06-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:25:50.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TB64NFRNP6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/xaM7vf1Dxz4/s1600/Summer2010+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TB64NFRNP6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/xaM7vf1Dxz4/s320/Summer2010+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where do I begin? This man may look a little intimidating with his recent gray hair growth (that I love to tease him about) and the fact that he thinks "he doesn't know how to smile" when it comes to photos, but this man has the softest heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young if I ever wanted to buy something I would ask my Mom but if I ever wanted to do something fun I would ask my Dad. My Dad has great understanding I suppose for a young kids desire to have fun. And this might also be because I don't think he has ever grown up from being a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work at a Middle School might seem tough as he has taught these youngsters for years, but he loves it! And he really is a Dad to all of them-I believe, promising candy to kids who improve their reading scores or who are good class assistants. He is always willing and wanting to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is also the one who developed in me the ability to be a sucker for every good cause. My Dad is always supporting someone's boy scouts, girl scouts efforts, or sports fundraisers. Buying cookies or books or something we don't really need just to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad also developed in me my love for reading! I'm not sure if this was great parenting but when I was younger he incentivized my reading by paying me a dollar- a whole dollar- everytime I finished a book. I think when I got older it may have been five dollars, but it was sure a treat. And I did love to read "The Babysitter's Club" and every R.L. Stine book ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also reminds me of my Dad's great imagination! His favorite holiday is Halloween and he loves all things scary. Not because he is a creep- I hope, but because he loves all the different characters and things you can do on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is also a comical writer. I can always catch him deep in thought contemplating something to himself almost out loud as he talks to himself. I can't help but find myself talking to myself sometimes too as I conjure up weird and imaginative ideas in my head and I know I got that from my Dad. And I do love to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is a spiritual giant! In our home he really helped all of us kids to gain a testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ and it was usually his insistence when we held family prayer, scripture study, or Family Home Evening. He knows how to bring the family together.&amp;nbsp; And he is really happy and supporting me as I go on my mission. He is very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad knows how to have fun. Just last week when I said I wanted to go to Six Flags, unlike other parents who may think they are too old for such an event, my Dad was excited. He took me and recommended all the scariest coasters for our enjoyment. He has really helped me to get over fears and to become a risk taker. I rode my first big coaster at Six Flags when I was the ripe age of 8! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day Sterling Lyle! We love you, Brooke, &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1007286471982559360?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1007286471982559360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1007286471982559360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1007286471982559360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1007286471982559360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-dad.html' title='My Dad!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TB64NFRNP6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/xaM7vf1Dxz4/s72-c/Summer2010+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-7573353715466025804</id><published>2010-06-18T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:11:52.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph Smith: Prophet of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwULaeeDVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hbc48aXvJLk/s1600/images_JosephSmith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwULaeeDVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hbc48aXvJLk/s320/images_JosephSmith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This topic will be the focus of my missionary farewell this Sunday June 27. As many would see, it is very fitting for the occassion as I will spend the next 18 months of my life studying, teaching and persuading my brothers and sisters to come unto Christ and by so doing accept Joseph Smith as a prophet of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was this Joseph Smith character that some outsiders of the church sometimes confuse with John Smith. Joseph Smith was, to succintly state, one who helped bring forth the LDS faith. He was a prophet in every meaning of the word as he came to know God at a young age, pursuing in faith that he would discover which church the Lord wanted him to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Smith journeyed to a grove of trees at the ripe age of 14 where he gave, I assume, one his most sincerest prayers. In that grove in upstate New York the sounds of Spring deafened as he was taken back by an unknown force and then in surprise two beings appeared to him. One being our Heavenly Father and the other "His Beloved Son" our Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwUbBIyOoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/uj3wB7PjOFE/s1600/josephsmith.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwUbBIyOoI/AAAAAAAAAXI/uj3wB7PjOFE/s320/josephsmith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did this boy actually see God the Father and Jesus Christ and do members of the LDS faith really believe this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe so. And it is said as one takes a leap of faith to ponder on and read the Book of Mormon they too may become acquainted with this testimony: that God lives, Jesus Christ is His son and the Redeemer of all Mankind, The Book of Mormon is a true book translated by a modern day prophet, that the man Thomas S. Monson is a Prophet today, and that God has a plan for each of His children that would bring about their happiness and eternal salvation and exaltation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwUxh5e82I/AAAAAAAAAXY/VlWS1ZRz2LA/s1600/Book_of_Mormon_English_Missionary_Edition_Soft_Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwUxh5e82I/AAAAAAAAAXY/VlWS1ZRz2LA/s320/Book_of_Mormon_English_Missionary_Edition_Soft_Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If this is a message that interest you, I invite you to receive a copy of The Book of Mormon, to read and ponder it's words, and to come to know the Savior Jesus Christ as your personal Savior and Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude, the history of the LDS church (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) evidences a people of great faith as the beginnings show one of the greatest treks of people across the United States in the nations history. The prophet Joseph Smith was martyred and to his death would not deny his testimony and the vision that was the beginning of a great faith. I invite you to learn more at &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/"&gt;mormon.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-7573353715466025804?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/7573353715466025804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=7573353715466025804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7573353715466025804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/7573353715466025804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/06/joseph-smith-prophet-of-god.html' title='Joseph Smith: Prophet of God'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/TBwULaeeDVI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hbc48aXvJLk/s72-c/images_JosephSmith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-3561397475723590844</id><published>2010-06-13T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:00:17.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a SCARY experience!</title><content type='html'>Okay so if you have seen the movie "Lovely Bones" you will know exactly what I'm talking about- although I hate to preface this with relation to a scary movie because this experience was for real! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anywho.. So I was driving home to CA from Provo UT and I was about an 1.5 hours out of Provo and my trip begins by receiving a speeding ticket. I was going 90 in an 80 mph zone but I guess the speed limit had switched to 75 on me. So I was marked for 10-15 over. The officer pulled me over, wrote the ticket and I was on the road again, now paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A half hour or so later now 2.5 hours out of Provo and in the middle of nowhere! I pull over to use the ladies room and grab a bite at Wendy's. I use the girls room and decide I will just go through the drive thru and eat in the car. As I'm in the drive through my paranoia leads me to believe that the tire pressure in my front right tire is getting low. So I get my food and park right next to the drive through to check my tire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step out in this parking lot where I feel like there are a lot of cars around me but no one really actually around or paying attention to what is going on with me. Then all of a sudden I have my back turned and I am feeling my right tire and I hear this man say something. I swing around and say huh? There he is..this older man with a beard- he's like 65 probably and he's just sitting watching me intently from like 15 feet away underneath this shaded tree. I felt like he ahd watched me as I went though the drive through and everything. Perhaps he was completely innocenct but he ask "Do you need a tire pressure gauge?" huh- I hadn't thought of that yet. "ugghhh sure. " I say a little reluctant but trying to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;As&amp;nbsp; I walk over to retrieve the gauge from him, I see he drives an old Volvo station wagon. I watch him as he reaches in his car and then I spot "it." In the back of his trunk in plain sight in a large chest with a lock on it . "Oh no, what is that?" I wonder. "I just need to get out of here" I think. The man then looks up and hands me the gauge, "Do you need help checking it?" overly eager to help I thought. As he follows me towards my car. "uh no I'm okay thanks." He returns back to his tree- watching me intently still I feel.&lt;br /&gt;At this point I don't really care to check my tire pressure but I try to remain calm. I check it quickly- but I don't even care to at this point, I just want to leave.. "Uhhh thank you for letting me use this" I say as I scramble and return to the tree to give it back to him.&lt;br /&gt;"Is the pressure low?&lt;br /&gt;"YEah a little I think"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you need to put some air in your tire?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhhh probably." I say with a faint smile&lt;br /&gt;"Oh would you like some help with that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no I'm okay, Thank you." I reply.&lt;br /&gt;"oh okay" he replies &lt;br /&gt;I quickly walk back to my car, start it, and feel like a million bucks that I had just escaped my encounter with a SERIAL KILLER!For the next 2 miles I check the rearview mirror to make sure he is not following me! And good thing he was not. &lt;br /&gt;This experience had me completely fareaked out!! Okay the man could have just tried to be nice.. but the whole thing was just too suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;Sure he was just enjoying a drink in the shade by himself, but I was a young cute girl all alone by myself and he was just too perfectly planted underneath that tree. And it was completely obvious that I was traveling alone because my entire car was packed to the brim. And I was looking vulnerable checking my tires by myself. This man was just TOO helpful and I couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Life Lesson # 1005-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Don't Talk to Strangers!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie the lovely bones the serial killer keeps a dead body in a chest with a lock on it, and at some point the chest is riding in the trunk of his car. He also is old and gray and lures all his victims by seeming really nice and polite and harmless. And then the girls take the bait, accept some sort of help or polite small talk until he attacks them and kills them! Sorry if this post is cynical or ridiculous! I just have to get this story off my chest and people need to know that they cannot be naive!!&lt;br /&gt;The END.&lt;br /&gt;Take care my friends and please&lt;b&gt; Do no talk to strangers! &lt;/b&gt;Especially when you are all alone and no one else is around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-3561397475723590844?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/3561397475723590844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=3561397475723590844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3561397475723590844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/3561397475723590844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-scary-experience.html' title='What a SCARY experience!'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-4929108641452960927</id><published>2010-05-27T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T01:24:49.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Prepare for a Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4oNYMPMtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oEAKdA4R3ao/s1600/sistersss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4oNYMPMtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oEAKdA4R3ao/s320/sistersss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Preparing for a mission is &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; fun! I feel like, and really so rewarding! I have so many things I want to do before I leave! (mainly read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jesus the Christ&lt;/span&gt;- I understand I can probably read this while I am on my mission. But what a great book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Preach My Gospel&lt;/span&gt;- I've read this through several times, not straight through but in my many a semester of Mission Prep/ Preach My Gospel Sunday School Classes. This book is great- so clear and plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Language Study&lt;/span&gt;- Can I just say that studying in general is so rewarding and fulfilling and satisfactory, but learning a new language is so cool! You are completely opened up to a whole new world. And another thing that I love is that upon understanding different languages you realize that somethings are just &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;universal&lt;/span&gt; and it doesn't matter what language you speak- a smile communicates happiness and kindness while a frown may express sadness and a raised eyebrow- surprise.&lt;br /&gt;I also have made it a life goal to learn many languages- or at least know some of every language. This would make traveling easier and more enjoyable. Let your interests and passions run free! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4oKSWplMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/zefOqxBTBy0/s1600/sisters.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4oKSWplMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/zefOqxBTBy0/s320/sisters.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-No one needs to tell me twice about purchasing the "necessities" for my mission. I love to shop. And mission shopping is no exception. I definitely couldn't live with the mid calf length skirt&lt;/span&gt; if it weren't for a cute top and some accessories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-4929108641452960927?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/4929108641452960927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=4929108641452960927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4929108641452960927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/4929108641452960927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-prepare-for-mission.html' title='How to Prepare for a Mission'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4oNYMPMtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oEAKdA4R3ao/s72-c/sistersss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-1337550682224875939</id><published>2010-05-27T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:42:46.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel of Jesus Christ is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4iLw_fXFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nl37cShGQb0/s1600/article-image-come-unto-christ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4iLw_fXFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nl37cShGQb0/s320/article-image-come-unto-christ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It moves, lifts, inspires, motivates, stretches, lifts, and enlightens. I am so grateful to be apart of &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/"&gt;something&lt;/a&gt; that makes me want to be a better a person and even more instills that desire in me always. I stole that picture from this &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, what a beautiful message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-1337550682224875939?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/1337550682224875939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=1337550682224875939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1337550682224875939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/1337550682224875939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/05/gospel-of-jesus-christ-is-beautiful.html' title='The Gospel of Jesus Christ is Beautiful'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S_4iLw_fXFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nl37cShGQb0/s72-c/article-image-come-unto-christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-2038251541893154411</id><published>2010-05-15T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:34:57.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my sissy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S--UICS6k7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/kolt4JEG1f0/s1600/britt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S--UICS6k7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/kolt4JEG1f0/s320/britt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl might actually hate that I'm writing an entire post about her because it might 'embarrass her'. But this is an ode to my twin sis Britt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are two complete opposites! She is stubborn and always gets her way, and I'm actually probably the same way- but she seems to always get her way more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fight all the time! And maybe it isn't that we are complete opposites- maybe we are the exact same so it makes us clash- who knows.. but we fight all the time. Lucky for us though we've learned to just laugh it off and forgive. ( My mother predicts we will 'fight until we are old ladies') After spending this whole past week with my sis I think she is right. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is an ode to a great mom, a good little housekeeper, great workout buddy, and shopping buddy! (I don't think I've gone shopping so much than this past week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britt I love you and am so happy you live so close now!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Your favorite Sister, Brooke ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3053913519819603144-2038251541893154411?l=brookeself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/feeds/2038251541893154411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3053913519819603144&amp;postID=2038251541893154411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2038251541893154411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3053913519819603144/posts/default/2038251541893154411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brookeself.blogspot.com/2010/05/ode-to-my-sissy.html' title='Ode to my sissy'/><author><name>Brooke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14343212910710953002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaxbLNVMi_c/TsnbaG59jiI/AAAAAAAABLs/Jup_azRvzlQ/s220/229376_10150599199145052_757340051_18601462_2830762_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S--UICS6k7I/AAAAAAAAAWg/kolt4JEG1f0/s72-c/britt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3053913519819603144.post-8134086658604323458</id><published>2010-05-05T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:54:20.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mc Allen, Texas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S-JluxrvjuI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fhsiVv56ETw/s1600/border+sign.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S-JluxrvjuI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fhsiVv56ETw/s320/border+sign.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Say hello to my mission call! I will be serving 18 months in the "everything's bigger in Texas" state, RIGHT BY the border of Mexico, in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McAllen,_Texas"&gt;McAllen, Texas&lt;/a&gt; speaking Spanish. I report to the MTC (Missionary Training Center) in Provo Utah on July 7, which is approximately 9 weeks away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S-JllRrttBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7-F89wOcb3Y/s1600/mcallen.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Exyf1YnUlxE/S-JllRrttBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7-F89wOcb3Y/s320/mcallen.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;If "y'all" (oh no a tacky southern accent is beginning already) are wondering how this happened, well I actually received this call in October, right before I met Tor, whom I recently visited Norway with and as you may remember got engaged to. After a couple weeks of being engaged we realized that that wasn't a step we both were ready to make, although we still remain friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Well.. after realizing I wanted to still go on my mission, I spoke with my Bishop who called me two days later with the news that I could report as soon as May 26 (in 3 weeks)! or July 7. July 7 is more practical for me, so there you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I am really excited and welcome any advice wise returned missionaries would like to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this call is so inspired:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I am half Mexican and happen to love the idea of learning Spanish fluently. I also was a little scared to death of South America, but feel this area of the United States is "foreign enough" it fits just right. Also, I have a great aunt right in Brownsville. Who knows what other family I could meet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Also, kind of cool but not necessarily connected, one of my old roommates from Hawaii is serving there right now! 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