<?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-6471303385741433392</id><updated>2012-02-04T22:31:35.310-04:00</updated><category term='Luke'/><category term='church'/><category term='University'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='The Vampire Diaries'/><category term='family'/><category term='mormon'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='book of mormon'/><category term='music'/><category term='thirst'/><category term='RalphCameron'/><category term='lollybears'/><category term='love'/><category term='snow'/><category term='scriptures'/><title type='text'>My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-4448486821953632733</id><published>2011-12-01T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T20:52:19.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I know Heavenly Father loves me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;You know those times when something crazy happens, and you think "wow! what a blessing!" and then you think about how grateful you are to know that Heavenly Father loves you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about mine for today.. I'm home laying in bed (sick) reading. Then I heard a sound that sounded like something tapping on the wall... just really lightly.. and I thought about a story that my good friend, Janet told me yesterday about a similar sound she heard, and it ended up being a&amp;nbsp;cockroach.. and then she told me about finding a scorpion in her house too.. so I was thinking "ugh that tapping better not be a cockroach or scorpion on my wall!!" then I thought "oh yeah, I'm in Nova Scotia.. we don't have those.." so I kept reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. I kept thinking I should look up- so I finally decided to look up-- there was a SPIDER on the wall RIGHT above my HEAD!! AHHHH!! how GROSS!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after I freaked out and got rid of it, I thought "YEP Heavenly Father loves me.. " He was warning me that the spider was there, and I looked up just in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so yes, it was a silly little reminder.. but I'll take it. He loves me, and I love Him :)&lt;br /&gt;ugh spiders are icky!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-4448486821953632733?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/4448486821953632733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=4448486821953632733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/4448486821953632733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/4448486821953632733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-do-i-know-heavenly-father-loves-me.html' title='How do I know Heavenly Father loves me?'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-1227076760115457059</id><published>2011-08-16T20:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:16:32.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'>In west philadelphia born and raised. On a playground... nope. I'm just in the Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Well, I'm in Philadelphia.. at the airport. Its fun.. i'm being slightly sarcastic. &lt;br /&gt;I like having fairly long stop overs, so that I have time if something happens, like a delay in the previous flight, or getting lost, or customs.. etc.. So  I was happy to have a 4 our stop over. It actually goes by pretty quickly. BUT we were supposed to board at 5:30pm, and leave by 6pm. It is now 7pm, and I'm still sitting here. They are “repairing” the plane... I say – take that plane, put it in the shop, and give us a spare one.. you know like when something happen to city bus.. they send a new one.. they really should have extra planes for times like these.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be like 41 degrees tomorrow in Phoenix, and supposed to feel like 45.. but i'm sitting here in the airport FREEEEZING!! I came in shorts and t shirt. Now i have a sweater on, and a scarf around my legs. I've been shivering for  a while. Now my muscles hurt from being so tense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus side to the trip so far- People in Philly are NICE!! everyone is all smiling, and two people said they loved my shoes, and continued to comment on how cute and comfortable they looked :) &lt;br /&gt;I was sitting next to a guy on the plane from Halifax.. He was really nice. Usually I don't really like talking to people on the plane, cause sometimes it's pretty awkward. He was just really cool though. &lt;br /&gt;He had asked me before the plane even left if I was a Mormon. Haha Is it that noticeable? Just kidding.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I told him I was going to Arizona for school, and he asked a bit about that, then I told him i was planning to transfer to BYU and he said “BYU? Brigham Young.” and i smiled and said “yep!” and he said “you're not Mormon are you?” and I said “Yep, I am” and he apologized for asking something personal.. haha so I said I didn't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that he is a philosophy student, from Halifax but going to school in Pittsburgh. He doesn't like flying much. He said taking off and landing makes him nervous. I agreed, but added that it was also really fun, like a roller coaster. I like that he humoured me.. He was a really nice guy. Made faces at a baby a few seats ahead of us, helped some people with their bags without being asked. Pretty decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold!!! my nose is numb, as well as my legs!! and my back is breaking! &lt;br /&gt;I'm also super tired! I am definitely going to be sleeping on this flight if it ever leaves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do well with travelling even though I love it. Haha. No matter how long the trip, or what happens.. my hair is guaranteed to look disgusting on arrival. And people get that “travel smell” haha i donno what it is.. but I don't like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess for now my rant is over.  It's too much effort to keep my laptop on my lap.  Even though it is providing some warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out for now. :) Lets hope I make it to Arizona... although, I could get used to having people complimenting my shoes all the time :)&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/6471303385741433392-1227076760115457059?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/1227076760115457059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=1227076760115457059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1227076760115457059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1227076760115457059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-west-philadelphia-born-and-raised-on.html' title='In west philadelphia born and raised. On a playground... nope. I&apos;m just in the Airport'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-6419330341715459249</id><published>2011-05-25T21:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T21:34:11.780-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lollybears'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Obviously, I am horrible at blogging! it's been a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... honestly, I can't believe it's been a &amp;nbsp;month! nothing of great significance has happened. LAME i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is actually going to be short, I have been SEARCHING a crazy amount for a job this entire month. I've &amp;nbsp;applied to over 40 places! &amp;nbsp;Ask me how many I've heard back from.. essentially, none! It's insane! I had an interview at one place, and i was SURE I was gonna get it.. I was/am ridiculously qualified..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I've decided.. I'm going to make cute, unique teddy bears, and sell them! I made some on my mission (some of them were pretty scary.. :S) but I've had some more practice, and I must say, I'm proud of their cuteness! I will take some pictures, and post them to let you all see. I'm excited, I'm not normally crafty (in the good or bad sense of the word :) ) but i really like making these bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i'll be posting pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pace fuori :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-6419330341715459249?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/6419330341715459249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=6419330341715459249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/6419330341715459249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/6419330341715459249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/05/obviously-i-am-horrible-at-blogging-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-6707520920294000515</id><published>2011-04-25T00:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T00:22:01.888-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not Voting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;That's right! I'm not! Now, according to one of my friends, you now all think that I am just a young person that doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;That couldn't be further from the truth. I posted a while ago about things I love.. well I'm adding to the list.&lt;br /&gt;I love FAIRNESS, I love FREEDOM, I love CHOICE, I love not being talked down to, taken advantage of, lied to, and treated like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If given a choice between moldy cheese, dog poo, and nails for supper.... what would you choose?? a LOT of you would ACTUALLY choose one... not I! I would say "No Thank-you, I'll have something better" Why? because we were put on this earth, and given our agency, so I most certainly do not have to settle for moldy cheese, dog poo, OR nails for supper! I CAN have something better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may say "..but this is the best they can offer us.. don't you think that these people would be trying their hardest so that we vote for them?" NOPE.. I'd say the complete opposite. They don't want to work hard, or make things more complicated, They want to offer as little as they can possibly get away with. and guess what.. THEY ARE GETTING AWAY WITH IT! because SO MANY people are&amp;nbsp;settling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to pay my taxes! Why? because It isn't FAIR that I have to pay for some road in ontario that I have never even driven on! I am not against paying for services and things that I use, but it is ridiculous to make me pay for anything else. Most of my taxes go to&amp;nbsp;politicians&amp;nbsp;salaries anyway. LAME. Not that it would make me vote for them, but If someone running for prime minister took a HUGE pay cut, I'd have a lot more respect for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Peeve alert!&lt;br /&gt;1- the mindset that "1 person can't change anything" (SO false, and such an ignorant way to think)&lt;br /&gt;2- Having someone try to take my agency away! (NOT cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more, trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are not happy with your choices for our government, then DON'T vote... What would happen if no one voted? The candidates would be forced to change!&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone say Revolution?? That would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thought- I took anthropology this semester, and we talked about&amp;nbsp;societies, how they began, and what came of them. Way back in the beginning, where there were bands, there was no government set in place. Everyone pitched in, and did their part. They governed themselves, and things worked out! These societies were egalitarian.&lt;br /&gt;The need for power, and money, brought about stratified societies, and this is where we are now.&lt;br /&gt;Lets go back to the egalitarian ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;CAN&lt;/u&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;make a DIFFERENCE!&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/6471303385741433392-6707520920294000515?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/6707520920294000515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=6707520920294000515' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/6707520920294000515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/6707520920294000515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-not-voting.html' title='I&apos;m not Voting'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-2296374275637547291</id><published>2011-03-24T08:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:54:24.535-03:00</updated><title type='text'>$10,000?? YES please!</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;b&gt;c100 is giving away $1,000 everyday this week&lt;/b&gt; to the hundredth caller at 7:40am and 1:&lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;pm.  They kept announcing it, and seriously, &lt;b&gt;I never listen to the radio..&lt;/b&gt; ever. Why would you, when you could hand pick your favorite songs and have your own personal radio station (via mp3 player/ipod) ANYWAY, &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; randomly &lt;b&gt;listened to the radio&lt;/b&gt; on my mp3 player, and I haven't stopped since. Literally- If I leave the apartment, I have my mp3 player, and here I'm listening to it streaming online.  So, i've been listening to the contest stuff, and people win $1,000. I was like "hmm that'd be pretty sweet!" then they announced that &lt;i&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/i&gt; is different. hey are giving away &lt;b&gt;not just $ONE,ooo but $10,000!!&lt;/b&gt; haha so I was like "why not! there can't be that much competition. No one listens to the radio, and at 7:40 in the morning.. no one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i checked out the rules of the contest, made sure i just had to call, and not do anything silly.&lt;br /&gt;Found out I &lt;b&gt;just&lt;/b&gt; had to &lt;b&gt;be caller #100..&lt;/b&gt; (and you can only win once during the week) so I decided, I'd try first for the $10,000, and then try the day after for the $1,000. So I set my alarm for 7:30 am.&lt;div&gt;and here are some pictures of my morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MwNRWzbcfgI/TYspufF5dkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1oQsvS5Upyk/s400/c100%2Bstreaming.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587605641280190018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is c100 streaming.  it had been on all night. I had to be listening.. that makes sense to everyone right? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Da6Kd8LCto/TYsqb31MfmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZG_KdmoowWw/s400/calc.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587606421015133794" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and they said you had to correctly&lt;br /&gt; answer a math skill testing question. Since &lt;b&gt;I have NO mathematical skill &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; test... &lt;/b&gt;I looked up an online scientific calculator! It was ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CswBWOGm35o/TYsrRm3LcFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0APMOZyQ_nk/s400/740am.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587607344172986450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BAM..&lt;/span&gt; a not happy(makeup-less, barely awake) me at too early in the morning, having already lost! man that's a bad picture! (note to guys- makeup IS a good thing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I called, and it rang once then a busy signal.. so i kept calling immediately after each busy signal.. FINALLY  it rang more than once! Someone picked up and said "&lt;b&gt;Hello, you are caller 67, try again&lt;/b&gt;" then she hung up. So I kept trying.. ring-busy, ring-busy&lt;br /&gt;several times! Then they announce that they were on &lt;b&gt;caller 89&lt;/b&gt;!! ahh!! so I kept going.. and then it stated ringing like before when they answered. I got really excited and nervous!..     nervous?....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they didn't answer!! so I kept trying.. until They announced their winner... :(&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. :( I'll try for $1,000 later today, and tomorrow. I have to win. I was close! I was gonna also use our home phone, but what are the chances that Amber got a phone call literally 2 seconds before my 7:30 alarm went off!!? (that is perhaps the first time.. the first that I know of anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to get ready for school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, peacin out -still poor- Laura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 second later update- now they have the winner on the radio rubbing it in my face!! seriously, her voice just came out of no where said "I'm ______, and I just won $10,000 on C-100!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-2296374275637547291?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/2296374275637547291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=2296374275637547291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/2296374275637547291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/2296374275637547291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/03/10000-yes-please.html' title='$10,000?? YES please!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MwNRWzbcfgI/TYspufF5dkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1oQsvS5Upyk/s72-c/c100%2Bstreaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-809856325733534234</id><published>2011-03-23T21:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:31:54.034-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Laura</title><content type='html'>SO, i LOVE the Dollarstore. ANY dollar store. Dollarama is my favorite but the other ones make me happy as well.. so i went today, and got these. I also got one that says "With God all things are possible" plus i had already gotten ones of the leaning tower of pisa and the eiffle tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4t6IxUWoE-M/TYqOJhsPI0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/AWNm6uNGdJ0/s1600/a%2Bdream%2Bis...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4t6IxUWoE-M/TYqOJhsPI0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/AWNm6uNGdJ0/s320/a%2Bdream%2Bis...jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587434582020399938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9sNP4L9mVnE/TYqM-Yk3QvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HTp3JIR6Pd0/s1600/live%2Bwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Dream is a wish the heart makes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this one is a little crooked.. it came letter by letter rather than word.. and i just did it quickly, so it's blah.. oh well i'll be moving home in a few weeks, lol so it'll be coming off the wall shortly.&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9sNP4L9mVnE/TYqM-Yk3QvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/HTp3JIR6Pd0/s400/live%2Bwell.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587433291083367154" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HvVQacdT8sE/TYqOZYuKUzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hC_8GSYhGOw/s400/doorwall%2Bflowers.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587434854490460978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my favorite! and the actual creative part.. the other ones i just peeled it off and stuck it on the wall.. but not this one.. i love it! It makes me feel really happy. if you can't tell ( i'm not sure why you wouldn't be able to.?) it's partly on my door (to the right) and on to my wall, and around the corner.  I love love love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it for now.. it's SPRING... so i'm going to eat a popsicle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-809856325733534234?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/809856325733534234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=809856325733534234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/809856325733534234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/809856325733534234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/03/creative-laura.html' title='Creative Laura'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4t6IxUWoE-M/TYqOJhsPI0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/AWNm6uNGdJ0/s72-c/a%2Bdream%2Bis...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-5037067679380375274</id><published>2011-03-16T10:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T10:40:20.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'>God likes science!</title><content type='html'>So,  I'm taking Mind and Brain (psych class).. it's by far my hardest class this semester.&lt;br /&gt;We have "minute papers" every once in a while.  So he(my prof) gives us a subject or question that we have to write about .. we have a couple minutes at the end of class to do it,and then pass it in.&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had one about religion and brain activity.. some say that religious experiences are merely results of stimulation of a certain part of he brain..&lt;br /&gt;So, i don't remember exactly what I said.. it was pretty scattered (I thought I wouldn't do  very well on it, which was disappointing because I had a lot to say haha) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said in my paper: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-It makes sense for religious experiences to stimulate your brain, as does all other experiences.&lt;br /&gt;-I don't believe that science and religion need to be separated. They go together perfectly. and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-religious experiences are not dependent on the stimulation of the brain.&lt;br /&gt;- "God likes science"&lt;br /&gt;(and other things but I can't remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after we have minute papers, after hey are marked, the mark is posted online, and if he thinks you did an exceptional job, he'll give you a bonus point, and if he REALLY thinks it's noteworthy, he'll  show it on the projector infront of the class and talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my professor started class with "the minute paper marks are online and everyone did really well!" he said it was hard to pick ones that got a bonus point and not..&lt;br /&gt;haha so i'm thinking "mine was just so unorganized.. and just not very well written.." so i felt even worse because everyone else did so great.. like as if i was the only one that didn't do well.&lt;br /&gt;So I looked online and I got 5 out of 4!  &lt;b&gt;I got the bonus point!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he's showing someone's paper on the projector.. and then he starts reading another one and it sounded familiar.. cause &lt;b&gt;IT WAS MINE&lt;/b&gt;!! He liked it!!! and then he added the part that said "God likes science" and he laughed a little and said "that's interesting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEH!!!!! so apparently, I did a good job :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sooo.. that just happened, and I'm still in that class, so I'm going to pay attention now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ciao!!&lt;/i&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/6471303385741433392-5037067679380375274?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/5037067679380375274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=5037067679380375274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5037067679380375274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5037067679380375274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/03/god-likes-science.html' title='God likes science!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-8216550160602918667</id><published>2011-03-08T12:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T12:46:14.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm Wind!</title><content type='html'>I went to see Never Say Never last week with Laura, Vanessa, Karen, and Erinn. It was so so great! Justin Bieber is one awesome kid!! He has been crazy talented since he was really young ( I know he's still really young but I mean compared to how old he is now) It was actually a pretty inspiring movie. I admire him a lot more. I kind of assumed he was somewhat a punk since he's a young famous kid.. but he's humble, and kind. If he was older, I'd have he biggest crush on him!! haha.......................... we are going to see it again tonight. haha :S Don't judge! at least it's cheap night movie night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just adore spring time. I know it isn't technically spring yet, but it's GREAT out! yesterday it was like 10 degrees, and even though lack of sun is depressing, the temperature made up for it 100%! i even enjoyed the rain!! (except when i was walking back from sobeys last night and got back to my apartment more wet than if i'd just gotten out of a long shower with all my clothes on haha.. oh well.. it was fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone noticed how different my posts are now that it's getting nicer out?? It's amazing how different I feel when winter starts to go away, and spring starts to show itself. I feel just so happy inside, with so much energy, and excitement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to go to school in Arizona and feel like this even in the winter!! YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be short, and probably without pictures.. sorry. I have 2 mid terms tomorrow, and one the next day. My anthropology mid term was supposed to be today, and thankfully it wasn't!! I discovered a leak in my heater that had spread on my floor almost the entire size of my bed, and it became moldy as well.. GROSS (probably why i've been sick non stop) so, I had to stay home from class today so that people could come look after it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Weird fact about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love the wind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;or hate it.. depending on the circumstance- i hate it when it's dark and scary outside and i'm walking alone and can't hear if someone is coming after me.. lol&lt;/i&gt;) I love being in the car with the windows down, or sitting in-front of a fan full blast.  I honestly have a face that I make when I am experiencing the above situations.. haha it has been named my "wind face" haha wonder why..?  Imagine a face of pure peace/happiness.. this is my wind face!&lt;br /&gt;I mention this, because while i love the feel of it, I also love the sound.  Fans, vacuums, hairdryer,  microwaves..  they all give me goosebumps... and  the people that fixed my floor/heater issue left a fan on in my room to dry the carpet quicker.. and I am sitting in the living room fighting back the urge to go in here and sit in-front of it with my wind face and just fall asleep. (the sound puts me almost instantly to sleep :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. can't fight the urge anymore.. PEACE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-8216550160602918667?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/8216550160602918667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=8216550160602918667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8216550160602918667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8216550160602918667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/03/mmm-wind.html' title='mmm Wind!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-2805050468753559845</id><published>2011-02-17T15:37:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:24:22.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>QUICK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kmySBGP9IK8/TV2VB0FkB8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/WmUOksv9Q5U/s1600/Photo20112171837513.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;IT IS SO NICE OUT!!              I AM SO HAPPY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;            I FEEL LIKE ENTHUSIASTICALLY YELLING EVERYTHING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9zsRa2ZmM0/TV2VOXO8maI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PHWgmtltFSY/s200/Photo20112171837513.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574775987741956514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZKmMq46t_4/TV2VxJWjvRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/4hyUdIINK9g/s200/Photo20112171850427.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574776585311206674" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWu3uoJ08Vw/TV2Vmk1LkqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2WJ9XnzYmjA/s200/Photo20112171842602.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574776403708842658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this is me enjoying the sun in my yellow shirt (and enjoying how long my hair is getting :) )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am a sun person. If there is no sun shining in the sky, there is no shining in Laura going on.. hence why most of my winter posts are not all that happy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to blog real quick before the sun went away.&lt;br /&gt;SO, with the sun being out, and me being a ridiculous amount of happy..&lt;br /&gt;I am just amazed and so excited..about everything-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I bought this flower/plant a few weeks ago.. it's totally cute.. but the leaves were getting droopy, and the flower part was  completely bent over this morning!! so I was wondering how to make it stay up straight while it grows... and I was kinda sad about it.. then the sun comes out, and i'm looking at the flowers.. and I think- well I don't know what to do, but I should water it in the meantime. I watered it like an hour ago, and it's completely straight up now!! :O AMAZING!!! (on a normal winter depressing day I would be like "huh.. that's fun.." but i'm like freaking out right now about how cool it is! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OcqYmrgXvj4/TV2TEdpWf6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/iXX0YfF0Q0Q/s320/flower.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574773618641371042" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I ranted a few posts ago about music... well,  &lt;b&gt;Nessun Dorma is&lt;/b&gt; an &lt;b&gt;AMAZING&lt;/b&gt; song!! listen to it really loudly.. I seriously don't understand you people that listen to music quietly..  yes, when you have to.. that's fine. but &lt;b&gt;TURN IT UP&lt;/b&gt;!!! FEEL it!!! make it like you're THERE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;b&gt;Daddy says the northern lights will be out &lt;/b&gt;tonight!!! YAYYY!!! &lt;b&gt;all I have to do is&lt;/b&gt; stay up late, and &lt;b&gt;figure out where north is&lt;/b&gt;! haha I love seeing the northern lights!! so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- I went through some mission pictures and videos.. they are soooo random and GREAT!! &lt;b&gt;I miss my mission somethin fierce!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this post has taken me forever.. the sun is almost down! I have to end it on a happy note!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE SUN!!&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/6471303385741433392-2805050468753559845?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/2805050468753559845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=2805050468753559845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/2805050468753559845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/2805050468753559845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/02/quick.html' title='QUICK!!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9zsRa2ZmM0/TV2VOXO8maI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PHWgmtltFSY/s72-c/Photo20112171837513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-5459579285191239809</id><published>2011-02-12T23:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:58:59.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIbRTS-PMZ0/TVdWUPkGb7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/7vBpaDhtk1Y/s1600/me%2Bsick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIbRTS-PMZ0/TVdWUPkGb7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/7vBpaDhtk1Y/s320/me%2Bsick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573017969669599154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been grossly sick for a few days now.. maybe that's why I was so thirsty?? boh! no clue.&lt;br /&gt;This pic is a good representation of me since wednesday! no makeup, and still doesn't even look as bad as I feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I've had a lot of time on my hands.. not that it was enjoyable AT ALL.. you know when you're super busy, and you just want a sick day... then you get one, and it's the WORST cause you're sick..? haha well, that wasn't really me this time.. I've been busy, but not grossly, and I haven't been craving a sick day.. BUT I got one... or three..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was using toilet paper to blow my nose (yuck.. i know) and then that started to hurt my nose.. like on the commercials.. it's CRAZY how much of a difference there can be between toilet paper, and kleenex- they must use a different kind of tree..? :\ anyway.. it's scary how accurate the commercials are! My nose felt like it was in a cloud when I used kleenex! (actually- it was Puffs!, with the vicks vapo stuff infused or whatever.. it was excellent!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON another note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be adding little tips or rules , or little.. tibits in each blog from now on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1- FACEBOOK- if you are on chat, chatting with people.. and you have to go. TELL THEM.. don't just leave.. next time someone does that.. I'm going to just randomly hang up on them- mid-story the next time I talk to them on the phone. YEP - cause it's the same thing..&lt;br /&gt;(there are exceptions... but very few)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6471303385741433392-5459579285191239809?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/5459579285191239809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=5459579285191239809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5459579285191239809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5459579285191239809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/02/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s it!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CIbRTS-PMZ0/TVdWUPkGb7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/7vBpaDhtk1Y/s72-c/me%2Bsick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-1904422905675134378</id><published>2011-02-08T19:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:26:03.568-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thirst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book of mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>I AM SO THIRSTY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;... no deep meaning to that title.. i'm just really thirsty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I could deepen it..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Sunday we had testimony meeting. , and there seemed to be a theme of scripture study.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say "Amen" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's crazy that we know something will make us happy, and it will help us in life,and make things easier.. but we just don't do it!!? WHY?!  It's nuts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We in the YSA branch are challenged to  read  the Book of Mormon by April General Conference.  That means 6 pages a day. (starting Feb 1st) I have a little bit of catching up.. cause I'm one of those people I mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defense, it's not just scriptures that I neglect sometimes.. I also skip eating.. lol takes too much time... (don't worry.. I don't skip eating often..)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- the point was not to confess all my sins and weaknesses.. haha the point is- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The scriptures are good, and make you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, so don't be silly, learn from them!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quench you're spiritual thirst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TVHeGMICG1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/3g7a2vbpD0M/s400/winter%2Bat%2Bsmu.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571478411949513554" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SNOW- holy moly! It's time to go away.. forever- please and thank-you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TVHctgzcSOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NxUqC9cHfvs/s400/winter%2Bat%2Bchadwick.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571476888491935970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;check out this snow!! that's from a morning of snow, not the whole winter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TVHdMQrxvWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6h0nfXYIRXA/s400/winter%2Bat%2Bchadwick%2B2.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571477416740765026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haha &lt;i&gt;the snow was wet and heavy&lt;/i&gt;.. it would accumulate so fast, and then fall off the branches in big clumps! so yeah, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;the tress were throwing snowballs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at me!! Rude!&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/6471303385741433392-1904422905675134378?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/1904422905675134378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=1904422905675134378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1904422905675134378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1904422905675134378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-so-thirsty.html' title='I AM SO THIRSTY!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TVHeGMICG1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/3g7a2vbpD0M/s72-c/winter%2Bat%2Bsmu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-5753721020771938938</id><published>2011-01-27T15:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T16:46:04.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been alive for 24 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was gonna go home for the weekend.. but it is just so expensive taking the bus.. I might as well just buy a car.. anyway.. I have some pretty great roomies.,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amberle made these pizzas that were healthy and veryyy yummy!! one had peppers on it, and the other asparagus.. YUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHHswQEMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9J5kBs7C67w/s320/pizza.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950186087100450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry, i don't have a real camera.. so my pics are all from my phone (not good quality)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amber made a crazzy awesome cake!! Both of them worked so hard on my Birthday dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHHsUjRMxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZIbqzZ6yUS8/s320/cake2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950178651452178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finished product.. so pretty eh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHHspDBODI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XuQZNH13OFc/s320/birthday%2Bcandles.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950184153331762" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candles! I blew them all out in one breath.. so I was all excited, cause that means your wish will come true... but then I was informed that the ones that remain lit represent the number of boyfriends you have/will have.. haha sooo  what if your wi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sh was for a boyfriend?? haha juuuuust kidding... :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHHsusMOUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PkcDplQdm00/s320/cake.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566950185668196674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHHsusMOUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PkcDplQdm00/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yum look at those 4 layers.. sooo goooood. that is how much the 3 of us ate.. so we called/texted up some people.. Nathaniel won. lol I texted him and then before he even texted back to say ok.. he was buzzing my apartment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha. too funny!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dyed my hair .. every so often, I need to do some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thing to my hair..  it's "golden brown" but it's never the color it says it is at the beginning.. it's basically black!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHQ_FY0LzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_ZWPuc52bUc/s320/new%2Byears%2Bme.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566960396603240242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHO0VpE5EI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4S1rdpe2vbA/s320/dyed%2Bhair%2Bbangs.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566958012964594754" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's kindof a dark picture anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welp... Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes!! :) It has been a great day so far! I'm just at Ashley's now hanging out with her and little baby Sophie!! oo speaking of sophie, i have a funny pic of her too haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHQ_OsRwpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MzKoaCq8q2E/s320/sophie%2Bcrazy%2Bhair.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566960399100789394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's got some crazy hair lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and crazy faces.. i LOOOVE HERR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHVRPWdTNI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HhGKk1bmAZE/s320/la%2Band%2Bsoph.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566965106561862866" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-5753721020771938938?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/5753721020771938938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=5753721020771938938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5753721020771938938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5753721020771938938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-been-alive-for-24-years.html' title='I&apos;ve been alive for 24 years!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TUHHswQEMCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/9J5kBs7C67w/s72-c/pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-5442753659289925923</id><published>2011-01-25T14:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:27:14.257-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy January 25th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;makes me happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough weekend.. now i'm waiting for my Dentist appointment.. listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A world without music would not be a world I could survive in!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like bright, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;happy colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! (that's why i'm wearing dark jeans and a black shirt today..?) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Love # 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (but not in importance) = &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;CHURCH!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't normally plan to not pay attention in church, but Saturday night was sad.. and I needed to write in my journal, so I brought it along.. I didn't write in it though, because the talks and lessons were amazing! Not only did I feel they were talking to me.. but pretty sure they even LOOKED at me more than anyone else.. haha I very well could be crazy.. but I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Love# 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;People! I love people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; contrary to what some people I know may think.. I really love the people around me. Sure, sometimes they are frustrating, (especially when they're TRYING to be) but I try to see the good in everyone, and i'm almost always successful in that.&lt;br /&gt;We are all Heavenly Father's children.. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;how can I not love my brothers and sisters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, if He does??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Love #5-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Family and real friends :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I love love love love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dentist time.. :P I'll have to stop my love list for now.. bye bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-5442753659289925923?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/5442753659289925923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=5442753659289925923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5442753659289925923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5442753659289925923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-january-25th.html' title='Happy January 25th!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-8293569351849666742</id><published>2010-12-25T22:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:03:40.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at me Blog!</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me go! I said I probably wouldn't blog before  New Years even!! I am on top of things!&lt;br /&gt;So, the reason for my post today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fantastic friend, who I like to call the RM Date Dr., called me today, it was an awesome Christmas present :)&lt;br /&gt;So, RM Date Dr. told me a story, that made me laugh pretty hard... and I'm still laughing..&lt;br /&gt;I need to share this with you all! He has the best stories..&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TRa6vPLH3BI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZFHGxz4_TPs/s200/dave%2Bhoover.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554832511097887762" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; You Suck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;"First date. Christmas time. Old high school friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The night started off as planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;. My date a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;nd I decorated gingerbread houses with one of my buddies and his date. We turned it into a competition, which we won, but that my friend is irrelevant. &lt;b&gt;Signs of interest began to surface&lt;/b&gt; with a &lt;i&gt;flirtatious punch&lt;/i&gt; on the arm here, or a &lt;i&gt;half hug for the picture&lt;/i&gt; there, or the old fashion &lt;i&gt;eye contact&lt;/i&gt;. By ten o’clock I had not only realized that we had made the best gingerbread house, but also that I may be getting a little treat myself by the end of the night.  We began to watch a movie on the trampoline and the classic/awkward middle school holding hands thing happened... You all know what I am talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The you-put-your-hand-down-by-your-side-and-if-the-girl-puts-her-hand-by-her-side-too-you're-good-to-go.&lt;/i&gt; Sure enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tossed out the line and she bit...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt; Time to reel her in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nothing wrong with a little friendly cuddling on a first date right? I mean after all its December and cold outside. Well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;my buddy and his date took off and me and the lady friend were left alone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; We continued to cuddle and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;epic moment&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was time for our first kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; The first kiss in the dating world is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. You can learn so much about a person by this small gesture. Its been said that the first kiss does tell it all for a woman. I mean we have all seen the movie Hitch don’t act like you don’t know what I am talking about. I think that the first kiss is huge for guys too. &lt;i&gt;After building up the courage I decided to go for it&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;The first kiss was great!&lt;/b&gt; Then it went downhill... I have heard a synonym for &lt;i&gt;making out&lt;/i&gt; called &lt;i&gt;suck face&lt;/i&gt;. Sadly enough &lt;b&gt;that is what she began to do! &lt;/b&gt;Suck my face, my tongue, my lips &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; my teeth. Not nice and pleasant, but more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;like a Hoover vacuum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;The Hoover Wind Tunnel 500 to be exact&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;don’t ask questions.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Lets just say in middle school you get dared to do some pretty interesting things.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TRa7YB22sVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dlYCcvwAYxs/s200/hoover" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554833211897852242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was very intense! She is going to dental hygiene school so the thought that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;maybe she was just trying to clean my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; crossed my mind, but wouldn’t that be &lt;b&gt;malpractice?&lt;/b&gt; A fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;side note:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; because of the intense sucking going on, a weird fart sounding noise would happen, which I without fail always giggled at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;So what is a guy to do in this situation?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ask her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;what the freak she is doing?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Stop immediately?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;Try to Hoover Wind Tunnel 500 her back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;Luckily&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; it was late and we called it a night. Also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;a plus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;I didn’t get a bruised fat lip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; that would be hard to explain to the friends and family the next day. Another answer to my prayer is that she is going to school in Utah and leaves within a week to go back. However, as I went to bed that night I laid awake thinking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;things that I would have rather done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; then get some from this household cleaning appliance lady (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;she really could probably be a sales rep for Hoover Vacuums&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;). This is the list of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ten things I would have rather done then kiss this girl on the first date sucky situation &lt;i&gt;(pun intended)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. I hope you enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. I would rather &lt;b&gt;dive&lt;/b&gt; into the &lt;b&gt;shallow&lt;/b&gt; end of the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. I would rather &lt;b&gt;get eaten alive&lt;/b&gt; by a Parana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. I would rather stick a &lt;b&gt;fork in an outlet&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. I would rather &lt;b&gt;eat a light bulb&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. I would rather get &lt;b&gt;sprayed in the eye&lt;/b&gt; with PAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6. I would rather get &lt;b&gt;hit in the head by a baseball bat&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 times!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7. I would rather have a &lt;b&gt;baby pee&lt;/b&gt; on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8. I would rather give a &lt;b&gt;talk in General Conference&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9. I would rather get &lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt; of my &lt;b&gt;legs amputated&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10. I would rather&lt;b&gt; eat a truck drivers scab.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;haha ok that was the story.. and i'm pretty sure if I added anything else to it, I'd ruin the hilarity! Poor RM Date Dr. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-8293569351849666742?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/8293569351849666742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=8293569351849666742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8293569351849666742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8293569351849666742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/12/look-at-me-blog.html' title='Look at me Blog!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TRa6vPLH3BI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZFHGxz4_TPs/s72-c/dave%2Bhoover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-9098653385265893394</id><published>2010-12-18T20:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:57:03.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yay for Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is making me think about my mission (surprise surprise... everything makes me think about my mission haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It was so much easier to talk to people at Christmas time. Reminding people about why we celebrate Christmas was so fun, and having people want to hear it, was even better!&lt;br /&gt;We should celebrate Christmas all year long! It's so happy, and pretty :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love my family!! I'm excited for us to be together. I wish even extended family and friends could be here too. That would be so great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, I looked at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com"&gt;people of walmart&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;yesterday.. (not for the first time) Its too funny. Then today, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I decided to go to wal-mar&lt;/b&gt;t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (new glasgow isn't such a happenin' place.. so it &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the cool thing to do I promise haha) but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was NOT looking good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I had just been playing basketball, and was wearing grey-ish-blue capri-ish sport type pants (haha do you have it pictured in your mind?), navy blue t-shirt with a pink SLC, Utah sweater, and brown boots haha. (oh- and no make-up, and gross hair) &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;I was a person of wal-mart!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did I do it?&lt;/b&gt; Cause I just didn't care. lol I had no one to impress there..  so that makes me think.. the actual ppl of wal-mart.. prob don't care either..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/?s=shark+fox"&gt;guy in the fox suit.&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;just didn't feel like changin into some regular clothes.. haha &lt;b&gt;I HEAR ya buddy!&lt;/b&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;welp, I've ranted long enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;oh! I'm deff wishing you all a Merry Christmas, and perhaps even a Happy New Year now.. since I'm majorly horrible at blogging on a regular basis. :) (and spell check has just made me aware that "majorly" isn't a word!! what the?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I could write a book full of words that I honestly thought were correct haha.. maybe I'll call it... the Dictionarie. ;)&lt;/span&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/6471303385741433392-9098653385265893394?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/9098653385265893394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=9098653385265893394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/9098653385265893394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/9098653385265893394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-1121543588495290501</id><published>2010-11-28T23:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:53:28.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Why does Heavenly Father bless me so much when I really don't deserve it?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;wasn't a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; day, but it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;wasn't the best day of my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: small; "&gt; either.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I was late for church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;missed sacrament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, which was disappointing, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;had a friend try to make me feel bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for it even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;it wasn't my fault.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Then I have another friend that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;TRIES constantly to frustrate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.. and he succeeds all too often! It isn't very kind of him to do that, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't make someone kind if they don't want to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obviously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm grateful that I have the best parents in the world,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; that taught us so well in many things, but specific to this blog, how to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;treat others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, and how to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;polite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;considerate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; of others. Like I said, I'm grateful for that, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It makes me happy to treat others well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, but I think this knowledge also makes me more frustrated inside at people who don't know how to treat others. I just can't imagine finding any type of satisfaction in making someone sad, or insecure, or upset at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a little bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;lost my patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, and I feel bad.. but he doesn't.. *&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sigh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway.. later, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I talked to a GREAT friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on Facebook, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He always makes everything better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: small; "&gt;he did an especially good job this time :)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;makes me smile inside and out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;THEN as if that wasn't enough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I talked to &lt;b&gt;another&lt;/b&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, briefly and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;he made me feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; too. I didn't even say anything about a hard day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he's just that good!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;They obviously also have some pretty great parents that taught them to be kind, and to have Christlike love for everyone..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm glad Heavenly Father reminded me that He loves me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and that he put some pretty awesome people in my life. I'm definitely giving props to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. They deserve the credit for SURE!!! Thanks for being so awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-1121543588495290501?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/1121543588495290501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=1121543588495290501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1121543588495290501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1121543588495290501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder?'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-4867560449444867613</id><published>2010-11-16T12:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:28:26.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I wrote a song for Sophie.. and I sing it to her everytime i see her, at LEAST once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes (to the tune of Little bunny fufu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Little Baby Sophie hoppin through the forest, skeefin all the field mice and boppin them on the head!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haha i just came out one day... and i can't stop.. sorry little baby sophie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sophie is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so so so cute&lt;/span&gt; though!! She was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;froggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; for &lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;al&lt;/span&gt;low&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; check out my sisters blog to see pics of her as a frog, and as a cute little baby on her blessing day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ashleyandchadquist.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.ashleyandchadquist.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love sophie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw- &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have declared today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"DREAM DAY"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(ex- i changed my relationship status on facebook today to "Engaged"... cause that's what I want to be.. )&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/6471303385741433392-4867560449444867613?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/4867560449444867613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=4867560449444867613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/4867560449444867613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/4867560449444867613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-1289935101580728902</id><published>2010-11-02T22:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:54:31.701-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's tuesday, and it's already been a GREAT week ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wanna see a funny picture?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just kidding... it's comin.&lt;br /&gt;So,  when does your week start? I say Monday. Sunday is a good end to a week.. then Monday starts of a new set of days full of school, and other adventurous things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday- I woke up, and was kinda panicked not because I was late, but because I couldn't remember what time I normally take the bus. Usually, I get to school about an hour early, but, lately, I've been getting the later bus that gets me there about 15 mins early.. ANYWAY, I had a test on Monday, so I wanted to get there good and early, and was so tired, I couldn't remember what time the bus was... so, I ended up being there almost a whole extra hour early.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;So had my test at 10am, and finished by about 10:35am. Left, went to the gym, watched ppl workout.. haha just kidding.. I actually did gym-type things for a bit.. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Then, had an appointment with the sisters.. gooood lesson! :) :) Couldn't stop smiling, and missing my mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, then soon after, Nathaniel Came to pick me up to go to his sister, Katrina's house to hang out  a bit.. we hung out, talked, and they enjoyed some left over birthday cake of Nathaniel's  (August 27th is his bday by the way.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;We left, cause I had to study for my test the next day, and Nathaniel still wanted to go to the Gym. As we were leaving, Nathaniel asked if I wanted to go check out the temple... and I said no, since we'd be going on the weekend anyway, and he had to go to the gym and it was getting late etc.. now, I realize, I should have said yes..&lt;br /&gt;We got to the MacKay bridge, and because of construction, there was only one lane that we needed to merge into.. and There was an 18-wheeler a little ahead of us.. Nathaniel thought he could get ahead of it before the lane narrowed into one.. but he couldn't, and he realized that, so he stopped. But the back of the truck still hit us. It wasn't bad injury wise.. I'm quite sure that Nathaniel is worse off over all.. He didn't get physically hurt, but he's super stressed!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so horrible, cause I definitely didn't make things easier for him.  He's unnecessarily worried about me!The truck hit my side of the car, and I hit the back of my head on something.. but It really wasn't that bad. I went to the hospital, and they did a lot of unnecessary things, as you can see in the Picture.. also, you may notice my phone.. yes, it is permanently attached to my hand :D even in insane situations :)&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TNC_HkL1YnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/v-KxPHLvrc8/s400/IMG00120-20101101-2250.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535134078731641458" /&gt;Anyway, got out of the hospital pretty quick, then when I finally fell asleep, I dreamt about the accident all night! Woke up, had a headache, and my neck was sore. When I stood up I felt hot and kinda nauseous.. but that eventually went away. Now I'm basically just down to a sore neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They joked about cutting my hair/shaving my head. NOT funny! haha.. and the guy putting the brace on me said I had a long neck.. Pretty sure he was complaining... but I wasn't :).. well not complaining about the compliment.. he was putting it on and was like "i'm pretty sure this is...." and i said "uncomfortable, yep!" haha i didn't listen to what he really meant to say, I just laughed at my funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the adventure of Nathaniel and I.. We are ok :D&lt;br /&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/6471303385741433392-1289935101580728902?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/1289935101580728902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=1289935101580728902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1289935101580728902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/1289935101580728902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-tuesday-and-its-already-been-great.html' title='It&apos;s tuesday, and it&apos;s already been a GREAT week ;)'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TNC_HkL1YnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/v-KxPHLvrc8/s72-c/IMG00120-20101101-2250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-8348734970961605276</id><published>2010-10-27T22:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:43:50.512-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like Ra-e-ain, on your Wedding Day, Isn't it Ironic?</title><content type='html'>Yes, I quoted Alanis Morissette....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is just too inSANE how completely &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ironic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the book I'm reading now is.. it's insane!&lt;br /&gt;So far, the main character has my exact situation and thoughts! I'm actually really glad, cause I'm excited to see how things pan out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'm out.. gotta read. haha i need to see where my life is headed. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-8348734970961605276?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/8348734970961605276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=8348734970961605276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8348734970961605276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8348734970961605276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-like-ra-e-ain-on-your-wedding-day.html' title='It&apos;s like Ra-e-ain, on your Wedding Day, Isn&apos;t it Ironic?'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-16861730412694992</id><published>2010-10-25T19:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T20:08:22.161-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Andiamoci!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm typing this at&lt;/span&gt; Nathaniel's. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;are hanging out.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We just watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Taken"&lt;/span&gt; it's brutal!!!!! Happy ending though.. I guess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who has pet peeves??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know I do!!! ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;example: people not listening or SUPER interrupting are a couple, OH and talking about you as if you aren't here..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;People can leave a comment if they have them :) It's fun hearing other people's.. they are often weird.. I'm pretty sure I learned what a pet peeve was from that show on tv... it was called... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jonovision!! &lt;/span&gt;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonovision"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonovision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ) Member that? wasn't there like  segment or something dedicated to pet peeves?? maybe not?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Well, I'm teaching italian, to unw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;illing students.. and by "unwil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ling students" i mean.. my friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;that get annoyed by me speakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;g italian.. hence the "Andiamoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i" - "Let's Go" I just taught that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;to Jade. She's the most willing st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;udent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, peace out gangsters... I know this was boring.. but that's me, especially now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-16861730412694992?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/16861730412694992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=16861730412694992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/16861730412694992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/16861730412694992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/10/andiamoci.html' title='Andiamoci!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-9220521937437235069</id><published>2010-10-21T11:59:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:35:38.988-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, il mio cuore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ci sono tante cose che sta succedendo, che non mipiace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough weekend, rough night, and rough morning!I learned in Psychology, that the weather doesn't ACTUALLY affect your mood... if you're gonna have a happy day.. it doesn't matter if it's cloudy, you'll still have a happy day... BUT i think that, since i'm not having a happy day.. the clouds just add to the junky-ness of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TMBa-jMeH3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/dLRS_CFOImA/s320/dark+clouds-x.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530520373056905074" /&gt;I love Nova Scotia.. it's home. It's pretty, and though  many nova scotians are crazy... it's very unique and great! BUT, I very much dislike that it is SO far away from so many people that I care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                           &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TMBdCnbij7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fYa37PGeO54/s200/holding-hands.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530522641936584626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friends- I don't like being a "back-up friend"... It's like I'm a friend until they find something better.. and then when the "better" doesn't work.. Its back to me again..  I don't mind the friend part.. I just don't particularly enjoy the beginning of the temporarily ditched period.. Makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for the worst class I'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&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/6471303385741433392-9220521937437235069?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/9220521937437235069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=9220521937437235069' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/9220521937437235069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/9220521937437235069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-il-mio-cuore.html' title='Oh, il mio cuore'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/TMBa-jMeH3I/AAAAAAAAAEA/dLRS_CFOImA/s72-c/dark+clouds-x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-648208288300165721</id><published>2010-10-13T10:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:08:45.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Moly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am so sure I posted last week.. that may have been a dream. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams lately have been 'real'. I &lt;b&gt;WISH&lt;/b&gt;. I had a &lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt; dream the other night.. It was a night long conversation with a super awesome person.. I was really happy when I woke up, and then was really sad when &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I realized it didn't actually happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, today my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;super amazingly cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; niece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOPHIE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;is &lt;b&gt;one month old&lt;/b&gt;!!! and She is literally getting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuter every&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; single &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was enjoyable.. Would have been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;better if Alec was&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; able to come &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's good having Amy back in NS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.. so that it isn't so impossible to have us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;all together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I died my hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;i&gt;it looks the same..&lt;/i&gt; depending on who you talk to. My roommate, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Amberle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;noticed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as soon as she saw me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodney&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; notice &lt;i&gt;even after it was pointed out&lt;/i&gt;.. haha, AND he claims to be good at noticing those things.  &lt;b&gt;hummm&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it really isn't super different. I just &lt;b&gt;got rid of the horrible roots&lt;/b&gt; and  &lt;b&gt;the highlights&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp, time to go for now, friends.. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;have an enjoyable day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6471303385741433392-648208288300165721?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/648208288300165721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=648208288300165721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/648208288300165721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/648208288300165721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/10/holy-moly.html' title='Holy Moly!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-3402935608762488775</id><published>2010-08-04T16:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:55:25.749-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a mormon :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mormon.org/me/196M-eng/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mormon.org/bc/assets/images/widget/profile-button/badge-im-a-mormon-orange.png" alt="I'm a Mormon." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.mormon.org this is what I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-3402935608762488775?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/3402935608762488775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=3402935608762488775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3402935608762488775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3402935608762488775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-mormon.html' title='I&apos;m a mormon :)'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-5019020291539646098</id><published>2010-07-01T23:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:25:02.791-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O' CANADA</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt; there everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to blog after my trip back to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;IA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt; I didn't. Shame I know. It was AMAZING even though it rained a ton while we were there.. We went to Greece for a few days at the end, and it was nice and hot and sunny. I got a really bad sunburn, which has since turned into a wonderful tan :) THANK-YOU&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GR&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;EE&lt;/span&gt;CE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I was really Glad to see some of my investigators, and members that I LOVE!! I was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so it's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;July 1st!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY CANADA DAY, EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, speaking of Canada Day, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(tip for whoever plans on proposing to me: i love fireworks, and winks ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Jade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;came over today, and we watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. We were gonna watch the 1st two and then go see the 3rd.. but we only had time for the 1st one. That was ok though, cause Edward is barely even in the 2nd! pft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Jade&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;went to see&lt;/span&gt; Eclipse &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;tonight.&lt;/span&gt; FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;am looking after the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;pool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;is in&lt;/span&gt; PEI.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I wore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;pj bottoms&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;my cute (but casual) shoes&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Florence t shirt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;with a&lt;/span&gt; black tank top underneath.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the only thing i &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;didn't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; get chlorine (which &lt;i&gt;bleaches&lt;/i&gt; stuff - by the way) on, was my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PJ'S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! ugh! I was&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; so bitter&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Well, this was a short, somewhat boring update, but I'm tired. I shall try to do better tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buona Notte, world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-5019020291539646098?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/5019020291539646098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=5019020291539646098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5019020291539646098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/5019020291539646098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-canada.html' title='O&apos; CANADA'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-6956310941332917554</id><published>2010-04-24T13:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:13:15.571-03:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ok, so it is Saturday.... afternoon. (had to look at my watch) Its almost 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Dad just got home from Hockey a few minutes ago, and said it was a nice day out.. this is how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dad: &lt;em&gt;You should be outside, it's really nice out!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;is it?&lt;/em&gt; (I was freezing in my room)&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;em&gt;Yeah, you should go play with your friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;What friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;em&gt;yeah, you should take your computer outside and.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&lt;em&gt;MY computer outside&lt;/em&gt; (i have a desktop..)&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;em&gt;You should take my netbook outside and find some picture game to play with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha, I'll just add in here that, &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm such a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha most of my friends live outside the country! Robyn lives here, we hang out on Thursdays :)&lt;br /&gt;haha dad knows that most of my friends live far away, so he suggested I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;go outside and play virtually with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haha.. ohh technology, I could actually do that, though I'm not. I'm blogging instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was sitting up in my room watching the second half of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Julia and Julie&lt;/span&gt; (or the other way around.. boh) just before Dad got home.&lt;br /&gt;Mom had mentioned it being a good movie, and Amy last night said I should watch it, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;Amy said she made some Bruschetta last night after watching it, cause she says everytime she watches that movie she just has to go bake/cook something afterwards. haha well, I watched it, and I just really felt like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;! Funny. Anyone who hasn't seen this movie, should. It's not my favorite movie, but I enjoyed it, and I do actually feel excited right now to be blogging. Perhaps i missed the point of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures with my phone ( I implemented some of dad's plan.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;computer- check, pictures- check, friends-.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkyiaqTdI/AAAAAAAAADM/WOlXDR5LNjI/s1600/handblogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463751223581232594" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkyiaqTdI/AAAAAAAAADM/WOlXDR5LNjI/s320/handblogging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me blogging,, you can even see my reflection. how nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging by the pool.. niiice! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkDjoZf-I/AAAAAAAAADE/gqC-1HF252c/s1600/poolnetbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463750416453435362" style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkDjoZf-I/AAAAAAAAADE/gqC-1HF252c/s200/poolnetbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too bad the pool wasn't swim-in-able yet. &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkDNxePkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X4OB0JCuXVg/s1600/me+blogging.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463750410585914946" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkDNxePkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/X4OB0JCuXVg/s200/me+blogging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; me blogging outside sans makeup, or a smile.. sun was too bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can't say i'm completely without friends right now&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MpMdbOJAI/AAAAAAAAADU/tcn1rKui7cI/s1600/ant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463756066964513794" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MpMdbOJAI/AAAAAAAAADU/tcn1rKui7cI/s200/ant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just got up to go inside to ask dad a question for Alec... and .5 seconds later I come back to find my snack blown over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9Mq6wi2C6I/AAAAAAAAADc/-bwDkPHpaPM/s1600/cookiesblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463757961882373026" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9Mq6wi2C6I/AAAAAAAAADc/-bwDkPHpaPM/s200/cookiesblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anywway, it is really nice out.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice funeral yesterday, Everything went really well, as far as I know, and not including the musical number which was horribly done by MOI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was excited to see Luke though, that was fun. Everyone is glad he's home.&lt;br /&gt;annnnd I'm an idiot..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I made the Flag backwards&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;UGH! the one SIMPLE thing I did, I did it wrong! seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                          &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9Mw2J424iI/AAAAAAAAADk/nnNpLpPp-xg/s1600/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463764479856009762" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9Mw2J424iI/AAAAAAAAADk/nnNpLpPp-xg/s200/flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad Luke is home too. He can help me with the "Preach My Gospel Crash Course" I (now, we) have to teach to the members here, under the direction of the elders. I think it's a great idea, but I'm glad I'll have help from Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkDTwZxJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NzgMohwohp8/s1600/pmygthumbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463750412192040082" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkDTwZxJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NzgMohwohp8/s200/pmygthumbs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Preach my Gospel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (or Predicare il mio Vangelo) ROCKS!! everyone needs one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I'm done for now.  Peace out all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-6956310941332917554?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/6956310941332917554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=6956310941332917554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/6956310941332917554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/6956310941332917554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You are my Sunshine!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S9MkyiaqTdI/AAAAAAAAADM/WOlXDR5LNjI/s72-c/handblogging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-3022628076457444210</id><published>2010-04-22T22:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T22:58:55.025-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RalphCameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>Bout time Mr.Eyjafjallajökull</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;welp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am about to sneak over to the MacDonald's house before they get home with Luke to put a little sign on their door.. "Welcome Home Elder MacDonald"&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I wanted to do a little more decorating.. but mom left this afternoon for Ontario.. and unfortunately, she is the creative one of the two of us.. so he's stuck with just a little sign on the door..&lt;br /&gt;k this is short.. but I have to go MAKE the sign.. haha I've been trying the past little bit, but I'm not having much luck... peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to add a little bit about Brother Ralph Cameron. He died on Tuesday morning. His funeral is tomorrow. I just wanted to say, that I'm grateful for the gospel in my life. I'm grateful that he had it in his as well. He was a great member, and he lived a great life. So many people in Pictou County know, and love him. I had the opportunity to sing at his wife's funeral a few years ago, and I have the opportunity now, to sing at his.  I'm singing Each Life That Touches Our for Good. I think it's quite an appropriate hymn for him.  I'm glad that he's in a much much better place, and that I'm sure he's much more comfortable now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-3022628076457444210?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/3022628076457444210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=3022628076457444210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3022628076457444210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3022628076457444210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/04/bout-time-mreyjafjallajokull.html' title='Bout time Mr.Eyjafjallajökull'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-3247039695195350203</id><published>2010-04-21T14:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:27:27.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jeffie Van Hulten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S89Cq7dP6QI/AAAAAAAAACI/vyYt-W8i-W4/s1600/old+me+jeff+heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S89CqPr_hqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5MAwLiZvmWM/s200/jeffiejhot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462658166556690082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffie, you rock!! I hope you have an awesome day!!! don't worry, 26 isn't that old ;)&lt;br /&gt;Love, ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6471303385741433392-3247039695195350203?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/3247039695195350203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=3247039695195350203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3247039695195350203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3247039695195350203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/04/h-p-p-y-b-i-r-t-h-d-y-to-j-e-f-f-well.html' title='Happy Birthday Jeffie Van Hulten'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S89Cq7dP6QI/AAAAAAAAACI/vyYt-W8i-W4/s72-c/old+me+jeff+heather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-4607603955191633011</id><published>2010-04-19T19:51:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:42:06.916-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Vampire Diaries'/><title type='text'>Boh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;First off, I am horible at subject lines! The first part of my mission emailing home, my subject lines were always "Hey" or something boring like that, then Dad told me I had to start being creative, because if I didn't, my emails would be marked as spam or something in his email, so from then on, I always tried to have a unique subject line. NOW, I'm tired, and being the least creative person alive, I no longer have fun subject lines, so we're going with "Boh!" today Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok, so I'm patiently (only because there is nothing I can do about it) waiting for Eclipse to come out. I am SO excited. But, to hold me over until then, I have a new obsession.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;stefan, elaina, damon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zgy_c4lWI/AAAAAAAAABY/5Z198IfyksE/s1600/vampdiaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zgy_c4lWI/AAAAAAAAABY/5Z198IfyksE/s320/vampdiaries.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461987614724232546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;iaries!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;1- It's awesome, and it's pretty much &lt;b&gt;pg-13&lt;/b&gt;.. nothing too sketch.. 2- look at those vampires!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (the girl isn't one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got myself caught up. It's still only in it's first season, and it's still not over, so if you want to catch up, you only have 18 episodes to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I answered questions about The Vampire Diaries.. one of them was "Would you date a vampire?" and then you click "yes" or "no" . I contemplated.. &lt;i&gt;i wonder if anyone would see my answer?&lt;/i&gt;.. and then I laughed at myself &lt;i&gt;vampires aren't real, who cares&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;After a long debate in my head about my answer, I clicked &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;YES! I would totalllllly date a vampire! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;If he was like Stefan (Vampire Diaries), or Edward (Twilight) or maybe even Damon (Vampire Diaries) :S Heck YEs i would date them. Now, I wish vampires DID exist. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES&lt;/b&gt;, i'm a fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8znl3Uig2I/AAAAAAAAABg/yMKNLF7aTl0/s1600/italy+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8znl3Uig2I/AAAAAAAAABg/yMKNLF7aTl0/s1600/italy+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8znl3Uig2I/AAAAAAAAABg/yMKNLF7aTl0/s200/italy+flag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461995085784843106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm also having issues with this whole &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Volcano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; business! We are supposed to leave for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;on the 30th. I'm hoping we'll be able to! No worries though, we got insurance on it, so we can get our money back and re-schedule if needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Also, poor Luke, is having a rough time trying to get home! He was supposed to get home from his mission in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; on Friday but &lt;i&gt;Mr. Eyjafjallajokull&lt;/i&gt; (the volcano) has been getting in the way! Who knows when he'll get home! People are getting anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zpz-FnhNI/AAAAAAAAABw/wHj9Aodq-Vg/s1600/st+Mary%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zpz-FnhNI/AAAAAAAAABw/wHj9Aodq-Vg/s200/st+Mary%27s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461997527142728914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 67px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zpzuDrc1I/AAAAAAAAABo/WIVbDOmu0kQ/s1600/Saint_Mary-s_Huskies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zpzuDrc1I/AAAAAAAAABo/WIVbDOmu0kQ/s200/Saint_Mary-s_Huskies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461997522839630674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH! so.. I was accepted into &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Saint Mary's University&lt;/span&gt;!! wHOO HOO! I am really really REALLY excited! I can't wait to get back to school. Now, I'm just looking for an apartment, which is completely impossible this time of year. Everyone just wants to Sublet for the summer! Can you say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FRUSTRATING!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-4607603955191633011?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/4607603955191633011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=4607603955191633011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/4607603955191633011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/4607603955191633011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/04/boh.html' title='Boh!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/S8zgy_c4lWI/AAAAAAAAABY/5Z198IfyksE/s72-c/vampdiaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-8936913045084114825</id><published>2010-03-29T18:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:48:57.014-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Psycho!</title><content type='html'>That would be me.&lt;br /&gt;K so I've finished all the Twilight books. I'm not on to Midnight sun. You probably all know what that is, but for those who don't, it's like twilight, re-written from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Edward's&lt;/span&gt; perspective. The only thing is, it isn't finished! Stephenie Meyer was working on it as her next project after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;twilight&lt;/span&gt;. She gave a few copies (all of which were unique in some way) to some people.  As a result of one of her "trustworthy" friends, not being so worthy of her trust, is that, one of those copies was&lt;br /&gt;leaked onto the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;So, she hasn't finished the book, because of somewhat bitter feelings towards the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;BUT because Stephenie Meyer is awesome, she posted it on her site, so as to save her fan from doing anything illegal! Thank you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; yep, we're friends.. not, but it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; to pretend right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I'm currently reading that, and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sick how much I loved the books, and how into them I got.  Ask Ashley, Jade, or Chris especially.. i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;texting&lt;/span&gt; them begging them to know what was going to happen next cause I couldn't take the suspense. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. and only Jade -reluctantly- gave in to my begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. That's enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITALY! I am so excited to go back! Mom, Dad, and I are leaving Halifax on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt; 30t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; (2 months before eclipse comes out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) flying to Florence. Staying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; a bit, then making our way to the other cities i served in aka- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Livorno&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pistoia&lt;/span&gt;, Rome/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ladispoli&lt;/span&gt;. We are also going to Pisa, and Bologna. OH and a new addition to the trip, we're going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pompei&lt;/span&gt;! We're gonna see the volcano!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt; scary!  I promise I will post pictures. THEN it's off to Greece! I think we will be there for 3 days? Then home again home again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jiggity&lt;/span&gt; jig.  May 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to Bobby and Laramie, that I won't be able to be at their weddings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than that, not much is up. I started doing some different stuff for Dad. I'm totally confused by it, but I'm sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; catch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been home for 4 months and 11 days! That seems weird, sometimes it feel like a lot, and sometimes it doesn't seem like much at all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;BOH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My Elders go home next transfer. WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Welp&lt;/span&gt;, I'm outta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hurr&lt;/span&gt; for now. I will try to learn more about all this, so i can be less boring, and stick some pictures or something on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-8936913045084114825?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/8936913045084114825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=8936913045084114825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8936913045084114825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8936913045084114825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/03/psycho.html' title='Psycho!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-9207414608189296805</id><published>2010-03-16T14:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:20:18.795-03:00</updated><title type='text'>On to Book 2- New Moon</title><content type='html'>Well, I JUST finished Twilight, holy HECK the book is 400 thousand times better than the movie! They leave out such detail! Reading the book literally made my heart rate freak out a bit.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;I want to start reading New Moon immediately, but i know as soon as I start, I'll be giving up my life for the next 2 days give or take, and that pattern will continue through until i've finished the rest of the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think my love life is now doomed because of my reading.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY DAY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-9207414608189296805?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/9207414608189296805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=9207414608189296805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/9207414608189296805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/9207414608189296805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-to-book-2-new-moon.html' title='On to Book 2- New Moon'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-8026677244979810460</id><published>2010-03-15T19:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:49:04.349-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, not good at this</title><content type='html'>Alright.. new/still boring update on post mission life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing nothing. haha. kidding(ish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working for dad, but still in the training process, so still unpaid.&lt;br /&gt;I went to visit Amy and Steve in Alberta  in January.&lt;br /&gt;While there, I took an adventurous 2.5 days bus ride to Utah! I got to see my Family, The Earls, there, and some mission friends. It was pretty great. I love Utah!! BUT  the trip was way too fast, and I didn't get to see NEARLY as many people as i really wanted to see. It made me sad, BUT I make trips to Utah as often as possible, so I will be seeing them all in the somewhat near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Mom, Dad, and I are planning our trip to Italy. .. annnd Mom just came in my room to tell me the flight is booked. FUN! We are leaving on April 30th and flying into Florence. I think i MAY have a heart attack with our stop-overs..  i panic a LOT with stop-overs in general, but we have like 3 of 'em! and both on the way there and back we stop in Montreal which is the WORST airport in the whole entire universe! I despise it. Oh well, can't do anything about it now..&lt;br /&gt;We are coming back on the 13th of May.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it seems impossible, I'm hoping for some sort of miracle so that i can be in Utah the next day for Laramie and Nathaly's Wedding. Here's praying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm applying to St. Mary's University, and I am insanely excited to get back to school. I can't stand it anymore. I need school!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll be moving to Halifax in the fall, to start my life of large amounts of debt! How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm feeling rather sickly today, and the computer screen hurts me. So I'm out. PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw- i'm finally reading twilight and i'm in LOVE! haha I won't specify if its love for the book, or for edward :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-8026677244979810460?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/8026677244979810460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=8026677244979810460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8026677244979810460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/8026677244979810460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2010/03/seriously-not-good-at-this.html' title='Seriously, not good at this'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-3621451988992786155</id><published>2009-12-04T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:10:42.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>Well, this will be short. I really am not good at this, I want to get more into it though.&lt;br /&gt;So, I got back 2 weeks and 2 days ago from the best mission ever! Italy Rome! AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my family at the airport.. a little bit after I got there. My plane was early.. it was sad for them cause they wanted to be there when i walked in..  they made me posters .. fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Italian&lt;/span&gt; ones.&lt;br /&gt;I have such a crafty family.. too bad i have none of those genes whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been up to much. I went out with the missionaries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; in the first week, then we did other things .. like ALEC'S BASKETBALL GAME! That was awesome. I am so happy that he's playing! He's a great player! I am his #1 fan! (some other people may want to fight me for that title.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; win :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started applying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;.. I don't know yet if i will go. For years I said I didn't want to.. but I kinda do. I don't know yet though if it's the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I are planning a branch party for New Years.. it  should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;welp&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; out for now.. we're going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Halifax&lt;/span&gt; today.. to do some shopping and go to the Nutcracker.. fun!  girls night(s) out :) i gotta go get ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-3621451988992786155?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/3621451988992786155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=3621451988992786155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3621451988992786155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/3621451988992786155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2009/12/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-263090502764932622</id><published>2008-03-31T09:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:44:30.774-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Not very good at this...</title><content type='html'>Well, my last blog was forever ago.. pretty soon after I got my call. Now it's only 24 days until I leave! CRAZY!! I am so excited! I've gone to the temple already. I went last Saturday. Easter Weekend with my family. (the ones that could be there..)It was  Mom, Dad, Ashley, Chad, Nannie and Poppa. I was glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; weren't too many people there. I was nervous. It was an all around good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; though. We might go Thursday night, if i don't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have almost everything finished for my mission, except for like the biggest thing! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; my Visa stuff. I am waiting for a package I need from the travel department. and They were waiting for the package from my mission. I should be getting it soon, then I'll go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Halifax&lt;/span&gt; to meet with the Honorary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Consul. then i'll send my application to Montreal, and then hopfully I'll be all good, and VERY hopfully we'll get this all done before the 24th of April!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reallly excited!!! I can't wait! I always used to think that the MTC was going to be scary.. but the only thing I'm scared of now, is that they won't let me into the states, or Italy. I can't wait for the MTC, and the Mission!!! Sure, it'll be hard but soo worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much finished work. I had my last shift on Saturday.. but they are still going to schedule me in for random shift to help out a bit.. so that's cool. I actually really love working at Blockbuster and I love everyone I work with and I'm going to miss them, and working there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until next time.. who  knows when that'll be.. I'll try to do better and write one more often.&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-263090502764932622?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/263090502764932622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=263090502764932622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/263090502764932622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/263090502764932622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-very-good-at-this.html' title='Not very good at this...'/><author><name>Laura (with an italian accent)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18021689022412685902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__hzMqxdyCJ0/SxlUSkqbF9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fxDJoEtVuM8/S220/italian_freak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6471303385741433392.post-7440709279353766048</id><published>2008-02-03T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T01:45:38.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sis. MacKinnon...</title><content type='html'>Yay!!!! I got my mission call on thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;It was sent on the 22nd on January, and it was Signed by President Hinckley on the 22nd!  and He was in his office until the 23rd! so i really am one of the last ones to have their mission call signed by him! Cool eh?!?! I'm going to the Italy Rome Mission!! Speaking Italian ( sure, you wouldn't think i'd have to add that in. but really, you can go somwhere and speak a completely different language than you'd think! ex- Daniel Aitken went to Australia, and spoke Korean!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo excited!!! I report to the MTC in Provo on April 30th. I am not sure yet when I'm going to the temple. Soon though, and i'm excited and nervous about both that, and my mission!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bed for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO BE A MISSIONARY IN ITALY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6471303385741433392-7440709279353766048?l=laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/feeds/7440709279353766048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6471303385741433392&amp;postID=7440709279353766048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/7440709279353766048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6471303385741433392/posts/default/7440709279353766048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laura-mackinnon.blogspot.com/2008/02/sis-mackinnon.html' title='Sis. 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