tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21711777775076046982024-03-05T02:37:27.099-07:00Sharisa's BlogSharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-39895465397481599542012-03-21T17:51:00.011-07:002012-03-26T15:09:56.083-07:00Tag! - Blogspot VersionThese are always fun. I was tagged by <a href="http://brettandlaurendavis.blogspot.com/">Lauren from children of the earth</a>.<br /><br /><b><u>The Rules...</b></u><br /><br /><b>1. You must post the rules.<br />2. Post 12 fun facts about yourself on the blog post.<br />3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and then create 12 new questions for the people you tagged.<br />4. Tag 12 people and link them on your post.<br />5. Let them know you've tagged them!</b><br /><br /><i>(These are in no particular order.)</i><br />1) I love Harry Potter. I can never get enough of these books. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUnkfieDTeQH6KamoBEUV0hgt2iWoIRGgtBvakL1GlmhZJJluiXv8v8pGw4_mkByB47iX6GG6lSOrIFLg2KeZpPEBQmij4Fwvg0Wys_pMIE738wWSc6OQYb4KgEu9AyDwiqEse-Exq30w/s1600/harry-potter-tribute.jpg"><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723684366049192050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUnkfieDTeQH6KamoBEUV0hgt2iWoIRGgtBvakL1GlmhZJJluiXv8v8pGw4_mkByB47iX6GG6lSOrIFLg2KeZpPEBQmij4Fwvg0Wys_pMIE738wWSc6OQYb4KgEu9AyDwiqEse-Exq30w/s200/harry-potter-tribute.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br />2) I am getting married to the best man ever in 2 weeks and 5 days from today! We met in July 2004 and have been dating steadily since October 31st, 2007. (I couldn't decide which of these 2 studly pictures to put up, so I decided to do both.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3an-NCDA_iN3e96AvvF3OLHOZbfSIrEuG4W8qj5Fcq03TRAUa0e9BfGVUvzL_EXhx_aPjitb8FJf9OR057ykZWzUq6KCWBjLx8I_wiCP6BjIMwnApsk73kkWlA82fVlogFujn31dtuHc/s1600/_N3P6058.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724318200496300370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3an-NCDA_iN3e96AvvF3OLHOZbfSIrEuG4W8qj5Fcq03TRAUa0e9BfGVUvzL_EXhx_aPjitb8FJf9OR057ykZWzUq6KCWBjLx8I_wiCP6BjIMwnApsk73kkWlA82fVlogFujn31dtuHc/s200/_N3P6058.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh984yH8R8PXTP1m_a6nIYe1W86XOjQgsif9v9493uanYSb5myFSK0L2qRGpn7QDC_eJTcO6DdEdApOQmSCvaM5bbyoRNvCtG7g7tHFlVdikiA38XC7hDFeMAxlUkut3F5CE2MoOcX1ELw/s1600/_I1K5166.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724318195546757826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh984yH8R8PXTP1m_a6nIYe1W86XOjQgsif9v9493uanYSb5myFSK0L2qRGpn7QDC_eJTcO6DdEdApOQmSCvaM5bbyoRNvCtG7g7tHFlVdikiA38XC7hDFeMAxlUkut3F5CE2MoOcX1ELw/s200/_I1K5166.jpg" /></a><br /><br />3) I am LDS and proud. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzofNGcJs86zoJ0ZoO-FbTXAdwje1kGqzCgrMkdgg4MZaOdMh_99qkvCFnSqbaGPm08O5fa_Kl1gkX_J31dS4EM73vXKPFignUCWjW_2C0SRyYeH9_tyuMxxD2CZqKIT-cjYqT94fat4A/s1600/gila.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723685607245035602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzofNGcJs86zoJ0ZoO-FbTXAdwje1kGqzCgrMkdgg4MZaOdMh_99qkvCFnSqbaGPm08O5fa_Kl1gkX_J31dS4EM73vXKPFignUCWjW_2C0SRyYeH9_tyuMxxD2CZqKIT-cjYqT94fat4A/s200/gila.jpg" /></a><br /><br />4) I'm lactose intolerant, but I <b>freaking. love. cheese.</b><br /><br />5) Piano is my passion. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7e-kGGIQo2UMfoPZEfwPWCKulL3ZQwOmUR8d6wnv2cKuM2YT1qOXfJIZwytf5bKVPzjmtQl_kMgwZ6xKa7STROZhc-LOdGH5N0edVuBnTLo-gDvY6pEJ2FwB7dFjKctyH50pX9dWQwY/s1600/piano_small.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723686824296824306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ7e-kGGIQo2UMfoPZEfwPWCKulL3ZQwOmUR8d6wnv2cKuM2YT1qOXfJIZwytf5bKVPzjmtQl_kMgwZ6xKa7STROZhc-LOdGH5N0edVuBnTLo-gDvY6pEJ2FwB7dFjKctyH50pX9dWQwY/s200/piano_small.jpg" /></a><br /><br />6) I don't really know what I want to do career-wise. I have discovered that radiography and teaching are not for me, but I love kids (most of the time, ha!).<br /><br />7) I have a small obsession with Disney and musical music. Hey, they're fun!<br /><br />8) Right now I am working as a data entry pharmacy technician.<br /><br />9) When I was little, my dad and I used to sit outside runway fences and watch the planes take off and land while we ate skittles. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNpSq18IPAXZtdgXoUf-RDRBsYzxp-nxPTIbexojpYfMXPbyEqGj63yFQVo7DK7YNMGTUEKVLwnKCS9FMiv4mqBcgbk2smOFuGpo3gsB6x8_Sz_omZBiyzr7a36VIIR83uxo_tCG7lag/s1600/airplane-runway.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723994004786692962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNpSq18IPAXZtdgXoUf-RDRBsYzxp-nxPTIbexojpYfMXPbyEqGj63yFQVo7DK7YNMGTUEKVLwnKCS9FMiv4mqBcgbk2smOFuGpo3gsB6x8_Sz_omZBiyzr7a36VIIR83uxo_tCG7lag/s200/airplane-runway.jpg" /></a><br /><br />10) If I could be an animal, I'd be a cheetah. I love how fast and agile they are. I, on the other hand, am a super slow runner.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJijwPFn-4mK-B_0bQVR1pYSgd31RyxTIojklFYbQXAfPmRFokAk81dtunwFqtvhq0tnFMd52GPZZQtygVJgWDL8_woVNBfnfALBBMPFd7NdaVjB0XY7cfHrBw-7JONRZ4wns7XKfOYeg/s1600/imagesCAR8J20X.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5723995164057468226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJijwPFn-4mK-B_0bQVR1pYSgd31RyxTIojklFYbQXAfPmRFokAk81dtunwFqtvhq0tnFMd52GPZZQtygVJgWDL8_woVNBfnfALBBMPFd7NdaVjB0XY7cfHrBw-7JONRZ4wns7XKfOYeg/s200/imagesCAR8J20X.jpg" /></a><br /><br />11) I have 2 cats, and they are my babies. Gracie is 1 year and 7 months old, and Bob is 7 months old. (Unfortunately I don't have a picture of them on this computer.)<br /><br />12) If presented with the choice of hanging out with a bunch of people or hanging out alone, most of the time I'd choose being by myself. I'm perfectly content playing piano, reading, or doing crafts with no one but myself.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><b><u>Lauren's Questions</b></u><br /><br /><b>1.<i> What is your favorite food?</b></i> Mexican food. (and cheese.)<br /><br /><b>2.<i> What is a song that best describes you?</b></i> That's a tough one. I don't know if I could pick one, but I'd have to say a lot of the Linkin Park songs fit me.<br /><br /><b>3.<i> What's one of your favorite quotes?</b></i> "Don't change who you want to be for what you want at the moment."<br /><br /><b>4.<i> What's your favorite childhood memory?</b></i> I just loved family outings and activities. I'd say those were the best.<br /><br /><b>5.<i> If you could choose anyone to hang out with for a day, who would it be, why?</b></i> I thought long and hard about this one...and I really don't know. I guess I'm just lame. =p<br /><br /><b>6.<i> What's your favorite hobby?</b></i> Playing piano.<br /><br /><b>7.<i> What's a goal, big or small of yours?</b></i> I'd like to learn how to sew and make quilts.<br /><br /><b>8.<i> Have you ever had something happen to you that you thought was bad, but ended up being really good?</b></i> Mmmmmm..........nope. Not that I can recall, anyway.<br /><br /><b>9.<i> What's the first memory you ever had?</b></i> Uh...not a very good one. I remember I said the Lord's name in vain and my mom told me to not do that, so I ran to my room and slammed the door, and then I kept on opening the door, repeating it, and slamming the door. I'm not sure how long this went on for. I think I was like...3. My feelings were hurt that she told me that what I was doing was bad.<br /><br /><b>10.<i> What makes you feel your very best?</b></i> Taking naps. It fixes almost anything.<br /><br /><b>11.<i> What is your pet peeve?</b></i> Spelling and grammar errors. I can't stand them, lol. Also, when people drive in the far left lane going WAY UNDER 65. Come on, people. Some people actually have some place to be.<br /><br /><b>12.<i> What is something you're afraid of?</b></i> A person hiding in my house, especially when it's dark. I check all my closets and the shower whenever I get home at night.<br /><br /><br /><br /><b><u>My Questions For You:</b></u><br /><br />1.<i> Who is your inspiration?</i><br />2.<i> What is your favorite electronic?</i><br />3.<i> What is your weirdest food combination? (For example, recently I like eggs with ketchup. Pretzels with mustard are good too.)</i><br />4.<i> What is a skill you would like to acquire?</i><br />5.<i> Name the most interesting thing that has happened to you (or that you've done) in the last week.</i><br />6.<i> What was your favorite movie as a child?</i><br />7.<i> If you could have one superpower, what would you choose?</i><br />8.<i> What is your favorite tradition?</i><br />9.<i> Name an item on your bucket list.</i><br />10.<i> What is your favorite board game?</i><br />11.<i> If you could visit someone from any period of time, who would you visit?</i><br />12.<i> How old were you when you bought your first CD (or tape), and what was it?</i><br /><br /><br /><b>Dear</b><br /><a href="http://andinlovescambria.blogspot.com/">andiland</a><br /><a href="http://jedlovesmel.blogspot.com/">Jed & Melanie</a><br /><a href="http://chelseaslondontown.blogspot.com/">A foggy day in London town...</a><br /><a href="http://kristencherie.blogspot.com/">Kristen.Cherie</a><br /><a href="http://maybekristin.blogspot.com/">May Be Kristin</a><br /><a href="http://rileyandannettes.blogspot.com/">THE ASBURRY FAMILY</a><b>,<br />YOU'RE IT!</b>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-58058924889243022662012-03-21T17:27:00.003-07:002012-03-21T17:37:34.246-07:00New Paint!Well, this is it - the final stretch! We have less than a month to go (24 days, to be exact). We have moved most (at least, I hope so...our condo is getting a bit squishy) of Troy's things over and now are ready to decorate! I know I know, it's about time, seeing as how I've been there since the end of October, but hey. I've been busy with this wedding stuff!<br /><br />On Friday night and Saturday Troy (and his dad on Saturday) painted the living room and hallway a greenish/brownish/grayish/khaki-ish color. I don't know how to describe it...that's why I'm including pictures! Then yesterday Troy made my kitchen orange.<br /><br />I love our painted walls! Especially my kitchen.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbzlV4z9FiNjLg2zVwDP92lygZgn2Im3kV3XKdcFeYRKt3M_qDVaFFMgAoRJqL0tWo8j0nVpTTJCwEfnIhyphenhyphenPw1VqlncQFqpbp7E1-eo8c3LcPGMeneM2qGEK8KP8odDGF9Wjaz7d6IBs/s1600/4.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722513198451133250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbzlV4z9FiNjLg2zVwDP92lygZgn2Im3kV3XKdcFeYRKt3M_qDVaFFMgAoRJqL0tWo8j0nVpTTJCwEfnIhyphenhyphenPw1VqlncQFqpbp7E1-eo8c3LcPGMeneM2qGEK8KP8odDGF9Wjaz7d6IBs/s200/4.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf9OD1BQT_QDhV87enKszShu9ldGFcdjHeS3_0-MsSGCHPhOrwxdVfGpHka_kFN2Ft-lD1DwQCYisbhmjOOcFHU7YEpNoqt6vFyH1az9fMjrV3lt9bOW0x7fkaWkf-kWzvTFC3xqQuSIk/s1600/3.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722513196657028242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf9OD1BQT_QDhV87enKszShu9ldGFcdjHeS3_0-MsSGCHPhOrwxdVfGpHka_kFN2Ft-lD1DwQCYisbhmjOOcFHU7YEpNoqt6vFyH1az9fMjrV3lt9bOW0x7fkaWkf-kWzvTFC3xqQuSIk/s200/3.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8YA2495VMvPxNGaCg_ZXKUKxKpRwe7W3mOyWZz1j27Rizfl984w4YF4AXYMDy6vnwKVEcU517NDYsim5VkZ_RQqg56UhXqoR2Td3Fl_KEBNwQ3W0L3i3BvGMnzLcj9Y2KNhiozDogBo/s1600/2.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722513189010477410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8YA2495VMvPxNGaCg_ZXKUKxKpRwe7W3mOyWZz1j27Rizfl984w4YF4AXYMDy6vnwKVEcU517NDYsim5VkZ_RQqg56UhXqoR2Td3Fl_KEBNwQ3W0L3i3BvGMnzLcj9Y2KNhiozDogBo/s200/2.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpyZEg3eIQNtxVoIYWrNVT9bjfCjneN4crh8bbqB3dKkvCVtuw_mx1uobbfb5yoyRlM39n3xDSi_GCk8kQ4PAvSG-NaNTwEcqLHF-AFrXcRn48qyQ93i9nP6jAeUrS37mFASqVi1xEa4/s1600/1.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722513184462963394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFpyZEg3eIQNtxVoIYWrNVT9bjfCjneN4crh8bbqB3dKkvCVtuw_mx1uobbfb5yoyRlM39n3xDSi_GCk8kQ4PAvSG-NaNTwEcqLHF-AFrXcRn48qyQ93i9nP6jAeUrS37mFASqVi1xEa4/s200/1.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then, today I walked in to a brand new rug! Love it.<br /><br />I still can't get these pictures to go where I want them to...so, sorry about the weird placement. Anyway, props to my awesome handyman fiance.<br /><br />Tu eres fantastico (that's probably not a real Spanish word, but oh well. It is now).Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-2852313833590923342012-03-04T23:40:00.002-07:002012-03-04T23:47:53.253-07:00I am happy to say...I graduated OJT a couple of weeks ago! However, since my soon-to-be husband and I are on different schedules, I replied to a survey of who wants to switch to a day shift upon graduation. So, staring Tuesday, I'm going from working M-F 4:30 to 12:30 to working Tu-Sat 6-2:30. I'm kind of scared...I'm not a morning person and I'm constantly tired. (I slept 15 hours straight last night! What the heck?) At least with night shift, I could sleep in extra if I needed to. <br /><br />Yesterday we picked out our wedding bands! I'm so excited. <br /><br />41 days to go!Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-55869644113200870902012-01-29T21:28:00.004-07:002012-01-29T21:39:38.778-07:00I am alive!I still don't have internet, and I've been pretty busy these last few months. Here's what I've been up to:<br /><br /><b>-wedding stuff</b><br /> -ordered and addressed invites as well as inserts (to be mailed out soon)<br /> -hired a DJ<br /> -hired a florist/decorating lady<br /> -hired a makeup artist<br /> -picked up my dress<br /> -set up alterations<br /> -did our registries<br /><br><br /><b>-house stuff</b><br /> -finished unpacking, but now we are starting to move Troy's stuff over<br /><br><br /><b>-work</b><br /> -graduated from training and now am trying to make it through the on-the-job<br /> training process<br /><br><br /><b>-other</b><br /> -joined a gym<br /> -got a 2012 Nissan Versa last Saturday!<br /> -AAAAND Troy got me something I've been wanting for awhile, but have been using<br /> my money for wedding stuff...a 4th generation 64gb ipod touch! He got this on<br /> Friday night.<br /><br><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhDJddQXBbzEqCKmHY-brszO9Lh1UAPX88hMAkpdVmz91CSAsvq3jrUbuvoFPH1yTD_OnPqAKA1jh5WcI7D0AOFJ0pCVi2DOKTRoaNhv5HIINZAgGbxgGTPceP4DT4a2wQaevWvKPgSr4/s1600/itouch.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhDJddQXBbzEqCKmHY-brszO9Lh1UAPX88hMAkpdVmz91CSAsvq3jrUbuvoFPH1yTD_OnPqAKA1jh5WcI7D0AOFJ0pCVi2DOKTRoaNhv5HIINZAgGbxgGTPceP4DT4a2wQaevWvKPgSr4/s200/itouch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703279283458967218" /></a><br /><br><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLb3uGoxvIl02QG0Q8WpsEbyJJCJrtgZUYiea5qtL0_MeEcguvWYhUQqYh0FKnSghfVHqMBk-l3kBNfXUAMVwPU5oky4yurnyfKScmHOhwqssrf18kd0cCEwDnw5gH8EgZMYhShzMtLG0/s1600/versa.bmp"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLb3uGoxvIl02QG0Q8WpsEbyJJCJrtgZUYiea5qtL0_MeEcguvWYhUQqYh0FKnSghfVHqMBk-l3kBNfXUAMVwPU5oky4yurnyfKScmHOhwqssrf18kd0cCEwDnw5gH8EgZMYhShzMtLG0/s200/versa.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703279282180293810" /></a><br /><br><br />76 days to go!Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-48647248810213527632011-11-07T12:56:00.009-07:002011-11-07T13:16:07.093-07:00Condo!On October 20th, Troy and I looked at some condos. We liked one of them, so we applied. On Monday, the 24th, we were told that we were approved, and on Wednesday, the 26th, we got the keys!<br /><br /><br />*Disclaimer: Troy and I are not living together. We are both on the lease, but he's not moving in until we're married.<br /><br /><br />It's pretty fun, but I don't have a tv or internet yet. Basically, when I have a few minutes to spare before work, I play with my cat or sit on the couch, staring out the window. Oh yes, so awesome...haha.<br /><br /><br />Here are some pictures! (Please excuse the clutter. I'm not completely moved in yet.)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijxcZdeh7QvXlWaQt9mNdgHKS3M-Ul-m8qz-_iKM2VTwdQU6GEuJlpznBM_p-f5Y1lxUOxq3130FjzN65W4MNXR_TIecRMQxFhhrXAPOCbHPMkuJbpEigqRYdphnk6iM7Br8zE0RNSnbo/s1600/P1000825.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672346807343198210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijxcZdeh7QvXlWaQt9mNdgHKS3M-Ul-m8qz-_iKM2VTwdQU6GEuJlpznBM_p-f5Y1lxUOxq3130FjzN65W4MNXR_TIecRMQxFhhrXAPOCbHPMkuJbpEigqRYdphnk6iM7Br8zE0RNSnbo/s200/P1000825.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMH_KrOAciu3CQM_HRArsxS3aYd7HRoWiaGeMRrxGRyqTdqwhJaHz_aSd75fTA0oS4H0CQJPCgA9OOMDs2EPcAEzAvaDMCAi5CMW_66GX9rWlwXZ_nfVPA7AH7nLOcJbv6Y_wup7mEzKo/s1600/P1000810.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672346814734779890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMH_KrOAciu3CQM_HRArsxS3aYd7HRoWiaGeMRrxGRyqTdqwhJaHz_aSd75fTA0oS4H0CQJPCgA9OOMDs2EPcAEzAvaDMCAi5CMW_66GX9rWlwXZ_nfVPA7AH7nLOcJbv6Y_wup7mEzKo/s200/P1000810.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrr0omwkZXKn2ahuxasEUKn9hhhzfL-C3qVfV5kW8P0sSBi89CoUJfYB83jsV83PS-pt_5jArQ7QA-buhe-R2zFih_jwaRKm0ktvaw9VTahtzK7ssDn9WYSGW84UQK1oggMJ1sHBhynA/s1600/P1000811.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672346825600776914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrr0omwkZXKn2ahuxasEUKn9hhhzfL-C3qVfV5kW8P0sSBi89CoUJfYB83jsV83PS-pt_5jArQ7QA-buhe-R2zFih_jwaRKm0ktvaw9VTahtzK7ssDn9WYSGW84UQK1oggMJ1sHBhynA/s200/P1000811.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVEa6CzDTw28ozAW6yrEk4QlJ_v7vQX8qXpL_vRIit47-ljmLL_aKz0Vw-HvDEBjEyTOTNKWHV_41r5t1U1_m1xPSNV0nFj6XppDOCbFHZkMYiqjKOvmZ178W5JB5uDpdhDKfzDwGAF4/s1600/P1000823.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672346827925688402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzVEa6CzDTw28ozAW6yrEk4QlJ_v7vQX8qXpL_vRIit47-ljmLL_aKz0Vw-HvDEBjEyTOTNKWHV_41r5t1U1_m1xPSNV0nFj6XppDOCbFHZkMYiqjKOvmZ178W5JB5uDpdhDKfzDwGAF4/s200/P1000823.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRIk9aTrzJEp_fJFqsFXVvRR6vWi5JyMaSud2MWmYMNE_C9-jccjS58Aji0DrWPkWF1xCpGY5d3WxQnQTUgRteQppUDk3nQS4h-FNRgdcP36dBJjH8-hjAw_3Mm-L2U08L-_Nyj5mB_g/s1600/P1000813.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672346839473219858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHRIk9aTrzJEp_fJFqsFXVvRR6vWi5JyMaSud2MWmYMNE_C9-jccjS58Aji0DrWPkWF1xCpGY5d3WxQnQTUgRteQppUDk3nQS4h-FNRgdcP36dBJjH8-hjAw_3Mm-L2U08L-_Nyj5mB_g/s200/P1000813.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNS_SwFXcG4_BzxSqZROyk06pS7u2SP1juidcpZlmV6SPLm_o4hEDfbUGiTfYXpQAuhp1MfW1ykEMUqNMTKTNGj2Xd034l54hhxVGVrtxbv_6UCIa2hgbGJeb0CK8ykk0lQWRboGn_nCc/s1600/P1000824.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347398275950114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNS_SwFXcG4_BzxSqZROyk06pS7u2SP1juidcpZlmV6SPLm_o4hEDfbUGiTfYXpQAuhp1MfW1ykEMUqNMTKTNGj2Xd034l54hhxVGVrtxbv_6UCIa2hgbGJeb0CK8ykk0lQWRboGn_nCc/s200/P1000824.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ot39rF0LVxpvpxQomqkeFew92rYcQGCdoPljNz7Qtc_oNcD2EglRmnototT2VG3ORcIILCrw40iN5f-fiYu8eqjnRVfwehJcIST3YQ655kUkqauybGmazLhpZ1cH98GZKxAmsVp0864/s1600/P1000815.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347398095154386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ot39rF0LVxpvpxQomqkeFew92rYcQGCdoPljNz7Qtc_oNcD2EglRmnototT2VG3ORcIILCrw40iN5f-fiYu8eqjnRVfwehJcIST3YQ655kUkqauybGmazLhpZ1cH98GZKxAmsVp0864/s200/P1000815.JPG" /></a>My room<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7CGJYKFYgtwuZMH6hjl8jFed2KSuWk50MosrpM97bcuU7gu2CCL5zn8qCChr88D0luFEdqi2Jk2oFlZCRNP7TIvGlB-dV-Nmnj3xodSzVeKZ0xwbqSGPqyl9oA3RVFub0zIpuZKW8sJs/s1600/P1000816.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347403260484354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7CGJYKFYgtwuZMH6hjl8jFed2KSuWk50MosrpM97bcuU7gu2CCL5zn8qCChr88D0luFEdqi2Jk2oFlZCRNP7TIvGlB-dV-Nmnj3xodSzVeKZ0xwbqSGPqyl9oA3RVFub0zIpuZKW8sJs/s200/P1000816.JPG" /></a>Bedroom #2<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVAcnz7zNeB2FDPcrQunwDV30xo-ZkIpXvunAGzTpSbXNBk7b5i4-pYhJB64yOlzD1Alun5DszRc7HBsKd25u7pQJJ6EEiY8mmn70FRectmgmSMkeNlpsHfxOsbYqBgs6564LqeDzFrzs/s1600/P1000817.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347408372636066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVAcnz7zNeB2FDPcrQunwDV30xo-ZkIpXvunAGzTpSbXNBk7b5i4-pYhJB64yOlzD1Alun5DszRc7HBsKd25u7pQJJ6EEiY8mmn70FRectmgmSMkeNlpsHfxOsbYqBgs6564LqeDzFrzs/s200/P1000817.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAEcE4S9nzjqacWzxL442gIfifUzvwtSOhX_b9wrFPHkSwfoVZ_YvkZ4J5N0z5WZikR2RVbuKACfaUNAS2rB6QVQZxvZ8OUozBxAOWlrjr4KhiuC-ZXD102fs8AT_LDBVmWcR0y7RjhAA/s1600/P1000819.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347417388968706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAEcE4S9nzjqacWzxL442gIfifUzvwtSOhX_b9wrFPHkSwfoVZ_YvkZ4J5N0z5WZikR2RVbuKACfaUNAS2rB6QVQZxvZ8OUozBxAOWlrjr4KhiuC-ZXD102fs8AT_LDBVmWcR0y7RjhAA/s200/P1000819.JPG" /></a>My laundry room-Troy and his dad are putting in new flooring, shelves, a table, and painting the walls<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_M1wBkm_JQf55DzLuTPU4nDYGOy7KfVjvkGpv4CBTxrw5ASIWabHwC-NsWDIrsxJQMQ2CH7T4PYk6O7P8_1kcuKGoF48S1PoxeHUMu4aS05_4OOQcqFN2YhuIq977hmsKmiSv4_a2nTg/s1600/P1000820.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347901099052562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_M1wBkm_JQf55DzLuTPU4nDYGOy7KfVjvkGpv4CBTxrw5ASIWabHwC-NsWDIrsxJQMQ2CH7T4PYk6O7P8_1kcuKGoF48S1PoxeHUMu4aS05_4OOQcqFN2YhuIq977hmsKmiSv4_a2nTg/s200/P1000820.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4v93DkAYVLVPsGh3nurkCMubH_9CtRSP9vyvizfIcHqcxmNxO348z0_efXPLSjHRNkxaRRU9w96kZMtXBFCqK3716fmhHzzLwHYaLF3Oe4dHQZOPqnhL1bsn2wPAijEqAdE2Qbg3NkP0/s1600/P1000821.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347921969544098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lgD6FoM4QkaTnRZxORKKaA9X3jZweDR2GJ8Gdw_ZoID1sDly0eDWPlmpW05VUX0-hDy09v15Tyi_LswUiH9LGLZzMhN718Xg1PoijUFy3IV2_svH3myqU5IbOw-PDHFrdX6OksRbYTQ/s200/P1000855.JPG" /></a>My roommate/baby Gracie<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzq8WhedEy_ZyLHQUERhGgERfFVqPk2lbS7b09fH0CVWyYP1h3PngVVIzQKQuXBklfoWvjb8lIrPPzlhNyVZg-WZVEBfRNTwLIx_pMpCJDwk-_6jVqZpGIFJadLmSdh-sUuQexPIyFYo/s1600/P1000853.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672347926220663234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzq8WhedEy_ZyLHQUERhGgERfFVqPk2lbS7b09fH0CVWyYP1h3PngVVIzQKQuXBklfoWvjb8lIrPPzlhNyVZg-WZVEBfRNTwLIx_pMpCJDwk-_6jVqZpGIFJadLmSdh-sUuQexPIyFYo/s200/P1000853.JPG" /></a>My "YAY" face </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-49381131086585181542011-10-22T04:56:00.002-07:002011-10-22T05:10:11.305-07:00Again?!*Sigh*<br /><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p><br /></p>Okay. Where to start.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I get school for free while my mom works at GCU. She'll be done and out of there by next October. By then, I'll still have 2 1/2 years of school left, which comes out to over $38,000. I do not want to be in school forever, nor do I want a loan that hefty. Plus, I'm not 100% about teaching.<br /><br />My mom suggested that I do a program like the Bachelor's of Communication program. It has half as many credits, and I'd be done by 08/11/2013 instead of 04/2013. Now, if I double up, I'll be done by 04/21/2013. By doing this, I'd be paying around $10,000. As long as you have a Bachelor's, it doesn't really matter. You can at least get hired. My dad has his degree in Recreational Management or something like that, yet he became a pharmaceutical representative. Later, if I decide that I do want to teach, I can get my Master's in education.<br /><br />Maybe I'll want to be a pharmacy technician...I don't know. With my job, my trainee license is good for 2 years, and then I'll have to have a license. Some people go to school for it, but Troy's mom bought the book, studied hard, and then went and took (and passed) the test.<br /><br />I just want to be done. School is so stressful and I'm tired of it. Tireddddddddddd.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On another note, look who got braces!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7MtNq_h2nPQQ98WZonOhPkxGSVN3n0u5oz7U5Ox0pelmTV78gFkJ0XUQ7WEsmj58sIFEfMvgUfO3jKbiRbsb_F5xm921l0hbm-lNhz0GADUkdR2N1lhjQTVSCKexMXAbLYKH5TYI51zQ/s1600/braces.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666287505164181890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7MtNq_h2nPQQ98WZonOhPkxGSVN3n0u5oz7U5Ox0pelmTV78gFkJ0XUQ7WEsmj58sIFEfMvgUfO3jKbiRbsb_F5xm921l0hbm-lNhz0GADUkdR2N1lhjQTVSCKexMXAbLYKH5TYI51zQ/s200/braces.jpg" /></a>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-43011454642271187342011-10-22T04:17:00.007-07:002011-10-22T05:21:56.909-07:00Disneyland!I love Disneyland. It's one of my favorite places in the world. This time was my first time going in 9 years, and my first time going to California Adventures as well. We got there when it opened (8) and left a few minutes before they closed (which is at midnight). I went on all of the rides I wanted except for Pirates of the Caribbean, which was closed, and Space Mountain. The line was 70 minutes long, so we got a fast pass, but it wasn't good until between 11 pm and midnight. By then, I was exhausted and tired. I think the last ride I went on was Mr. Toad's Wild Ride around 6:30. Here are some pictures!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbHGCqKhXwS-yOr_69BYcLuxLrx_YbD3FOO4VmwhWVxG0jYAnBfNU0wFdS_g-rjguuiIkoWXGDc2YwJf6Bs6OjugBNaaZjMNw9Udy4oeJwYgskNQbx8QrHn6cdFtfRVo14sLGT5dvXOc/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666276438159023746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbHGCqKhXwS-yOr_69BYcLuxLrx_YbD3FOO4VmwhWVxG0jYAnBfNU0wFdS_g-rjguuiIkoWXGDc2YwJf6Bs6OjugBNaaZjMNw9Udy4oeJwYgskNQbx8QrHn6cdFtfRVo14sLGT5dvXOc/s200/IMG_0029.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-jVp_RzjHbk8GgRXKttS5mRBapo29AWOlVoOMqOdv4Pm9uFHKryCSB8VfMH999h1Mnmgf8zqINDAV4asaQomtzc5rNLyZMn7jc3K3CVHAtTxXuALfW_osIbayh7vetnpnmO6R7sDDO5o/s1600/IMG_0030.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666279570906511634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-jVp_RzjHbk8GgRXKttS5mRBapo29AWOlVoOMqOdv4Pm9uFHKryCSB8VfMH999h1Mnmgf8zqINDAV4asaQomtzc5rNLyZMn7jc3K3CVHAtTxXuALfW_osIbayh7vetnpnmO6R7sDDO5o/s200/IMG_0030.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEham3f1bkJwsYtBWiSUAX6ss_tt_nBB8NAlmMEn5ELK_2AvYBWRSq0JPxuuKFHNhgjnLfAPE_VQHWkqx3I4_3MYmPGDYK0ezZ5-HQZuWWYTrf_wzPLBLhIakM-Uhn96HM0GOTbZ8Efoygw/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666279566740444914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEham3f1bkJwsYtBWiSUAX6ss_tt_nBB8NAlmMEn5ELK_2AvYBWRSq0JPxuuKFHNhgjnLfAPE_VQHWkqx3I4_3MYmPGDYK0ezZ5-HQZuWWYTrf_wzPLBLhIakM-Uhn96HM0GOTbZ8Efoygw/s200/IMG_0031.JPG" /></a><br />This car reminds me of The Aristocats!<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutO_Oo_YLP4SoUwWUW3m67tUkzYt8JAqBMpyK2K2ce9RP3252jPs9Wv5O85A_T4dviwUyrKPgEql5v7hbGXNbc5owT1a3KcI6CI4GfIHH10n1BQcqTwWZ7WVlmY8QJyLzT342z6mb3zo/s1600/IMG_0034.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666276445571116610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutO_Oo_YLP4SoUwWUW3m67tUkzYt8JAqBMpyK2K2ce9RP3252jPs9Wv5O85A_T4dviwUyrKPgEql5v7hbGXNbc5owT1a3KcI6CI4GfIHH10n1BQcqTwWZ7WVlmY8QJyLzT342z6mb3zo/s200/IMG_0034.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnc5kY8OgWGOYb54R1anbhqVgeea4TJiap6YULW9EinPkgOL5SNjXcN8wn-CeVqXANCj24j0LgrrEgy-r-acdY5AAg8RhjwM5tjBd-QLlsx_9A5yqm8Id3wor7JOGmriJ8icfyAn7VG-U/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666280018827789730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6s-MChvMwpdEnD0M2vwpgUNjSLVcycMa6dnwE5wIH3IR3UXnXy8HSmFWOaX0tzkz4_4PEF9jhyphenhyphenjtpVjUjoevLU4yG6fkHUJ2ZVPvwZjfsa6YcaYXFyFC0eRb41G2XRVtcgW_Fc0xtB1Y/s200/IMG_0100.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div>Someone was trying to take pictures of me sleeping...so this is how I responded to that. LSHTMSFOAIDMT (Laughing so hard that my sombrero falls off and I drop my taco. I got that from Pinterest...).<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-88830368672348571832011-10-20T13:36:00.002-07:002011-10-20T13:49:15.840-07:00Happy News!Last Wednesday, I had an interview at Express Scripts. The lady said that they were hiring 20 pharmacy technicians, but that they were doing it differently this time. This time, they were going to hire 15 certified people, and 5 who had all the qualifications except for the certification. They would be interviewing 10 different people for the 5 non-certified-people spots. It went well, so on Monday, I had a manager's interview. I wasn't too sure if I had done well on that one or not.<br /><br />On Wednesday morning, I had a few minutes before work to check my email. Lo and behold, there was an offer of employment from Express Scripts!<br /><br />So basically it's this:<br />-I will be working as a data entry pharmacy technician. They will be training me how to do the pharmacy tech stuff.<br />-I had to sign up on a registry which allows me to work as a technician for 2 years. I will have to get my certification before it expires. (I'm not sure if they do the certification at Express Scripts or not.)<br />-It's night shift---M-F, 4 p.m. - 12:30 a.m. Holy cow...but I like it! This way I still have days for doctor/dentist/eye/wedding appointments.<br />-Full time with benefits!! Yeahhhh!<br />-I'll be making almost 4 times as much as Subway. Heck to the yes.<br /><br />I start November 7th, and I am excited. Usually the idea of most full-time jobs makes me really stressed out because my feet HATE standing for a long time. In this job, I'll get my own cubicle (I've always wanted my own cubicle lol...that sounds funny), I get to sit and type, and I get to wear casual clothes. Also, by April 13th (the day before our wedding), I will have accrued 8 paid days off. I plan to use some of these for the day before my wedding as well as honeymoon days.<br /><br />So anyways. There's my happy news!Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-18524020683626719692011-10-12T20:07:00.003-07:002011-10-12T20:14:50.048-07:00Summary of TodayWe got back from our Disneyland/California Adventures trip last night around 7. I'll have to write about that later cuz I'm too tired.<br /><br />So, today I:<br />-woke up from <strong>9 hours</strong> of sleep<br />-exercised<br />-showered<br />-cleaned my portion of the bathroom<br />-started laundry<br />-ate breakfast, prepped for an interview, freaked out a bit<br />-took a <strong>45</strong> <strong>minute</strong> nap<br />-went to interview<br />-looked at apartments<br />-went grocery shopping<br />-came home and took an <strong>hour</strong> nap<br /><br />Now I'm sitting here, staring at this assignment which is due tonight and realizing that I'm probably gonna flunk this class because the whole thing is about worldviews, and I still don't understand what that is. <br /><br />"How do you think the creation account in Genesis would affect a Christian's Worldview?"<br /><br />...what the crap is that?<br /><br />So now, I'm turning off the computer and going back to bed because I'm tired beyond belief. I don't think I've even blinked in the last few minutes.<br /><br />It's lame how easily I get so exhausted.<br /><br />I used to be a good, smart student. Now I can't even think or understand what a worldview is. <=<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I feel like my brain is degressing.</span>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-42073753972483418742011-10-05T09:08:00.002-07:002011-10-05T09:23:19.365-07:00Just VentingSo, my mom told me to move out. I've been wanting to move out for years, but I figured that since we're getting married in April, it'd be smarter to save my money and get a reliable car. I would've had a reliable car a loooong time ago...but, <a href="http://sharisas.blogspot.com/2008/11/surgery-sucks.html">remember when I killed my foot?</a> Yeah, because of that DANG FOOT, I was jobless for 2 years (unless you count Save the Family, but you know what, it's hard to save up for a car when you're making $22.50-$45 a week). Yes, I had savings, but because I wasn't working during those times, I used my savings for my phone bill, gas, necessities, and Christmas presents for people. When I got hired at Subway in December, I had $300 left to my name.<br /><br />SO obviously, this is why I still don't have my own car...BECAUSE I'VE BEEN BROKE. What's annoying me is that my mom just told me 2 days ago to move out, and yesterday morning she said I have until the end of the month. Wait, no, that's not what's bothering me...let me rephrase that...WHAT'S ANNOYING ME IS that she keeps nagging and nagging and NAGGING. <br /><br /><strong>Yesterday morning:</strong> "You have until the end of the month. blah blah blah"<br /><strong>10 minutes later:</strong> "I'm serious. You remember what I said, right?"<br /><strong>Last night after I got home from working 2 jobs: </strong>"Did you find a place yet?" (me:) Hello, I've been working. ALL DAY. I JUST got home.<br /><strong>This morning:</strong> "Have you figured it out yet?"<br /><strong>2 minutes later: </strong>"I never thought I'd have to kick out a child, but I would've thought that you would have wanted to move out years ago. I'm really serious, if you aren't gone by the end of the month, I'm throwing your stuff out on the lawn." HELLO! Of course I wanted to! I can't stand living here anyway! You know what though, I JUST got a job in December, and I've been saving ever since then to buy a RELIABLE car (pretty much everything on Craigslist under $5k is either not running, or has 200+ miles) since I can't get a cosigner. (My dad is unable to cosign for me, and she refuses to cosign.) So how the heck am I supposed to move out when I don't have a car? Obviously she's not going to let me continue to use her 2nd car, and I need a way to get to work. There's no way I'm going to quit my current jobs and hope to find one within walking distance; it took me 2 years to get hired at a part-time SUBWAY, for crying out loud.<br /><br />It's just really, really annoying. She's acting like she has to push me out of the house like in "Failure to Launch" when the reality is, nobody is helping me, so I've been saving up so that I CAN get a car and I CAN move out, and that I CAN pay for wedding stuff. Meanwhile, I've been dying to get out.<br /><br />So there you have it.<br /><br />Also, I really wanted eggs this morning, but the 3 that were left were solid on the inside.<br /><br />Yeah...Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-24528398672169013902011-10-03T10:27:00.003-07:002011-10-03T10:36:03.240-07:00DIYFINALLY! I completed my <a href="http://www.mywedding.com/sharisaandtroy/custom6.html">first DIY wedding project (click).</a><br /><br />I also discovered Pinterest...oh man!! There are so many projects and food that I want to make. I'm so excited. Follow me; my username is <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/sl1990/">sl1990</a>.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-11505399948175629722011-09-05T08:27:00.003-07:002011-09-05T08:32:25.663-07:00Oh snap.I went to the doctor on Wednesday, and it turns out that I've gained 11 pounds since May. = (Hopefully not REALLY 11 pounds, since the weight fluctuates throughout the day...and the May appointment was in the morning while Wednesday's appointment was late afternoon. But still.)<br /><br />I had my blood drawn on Friday. The test is going to test my thyroid, cholesterol, whether or not I'm anemic (I'm not because I've been able to donate blood), etc.<br /><br />I'm still having a really hard time finding a job. Subway gives me 23 hours max. One week I covered for my manager a lot and another person and got up to 33 hours...BUT then my owner decided to reduce my hours on the days I was originally scheduled to work. Then the next week I had 17 hours!! It's stupid. Come on. How am I supposed to save up for a car/wedding when my paychecks are barely enough to pay my bills/gas/etc.? Rediculous. Meanwhile, the other girl my age whose getting married gets 40 hours a week...but that's because she's the assistant manager.<br /><br />Anyway. It's frustrating.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-30315710887471304122011-09-02T10:26:00.003-07:002011-09-02T10:31:58.330-07:00If I were a vampire, I wouldn't ever have to sleep.I actually had a dream the other night that I was Bella and Troy was Edward...but we looked like ourselves...but anyway, that's not the point of this post.
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<br />I'm exhausted. I'm sick of always being tired...and I'm already burned out from school, so this is not helping. For example, I slept 8 hours last night. Got my blood drawn. Exercised. Showered. Then I got on the computer to do an "easy" assignment - write a 2 paragraph response to a discussion question. I sat with Microsoft Word open and just stared at the blank page...I'm really tired. It's silly; I have to go take a nap just to write 2 paragraphs. My naps average 2 hours...the other day I took a 4 hour nap! Then another day within the last week, I napped for 3 hours. Yesterday was 2 1/2 hours. It's really annoying because today's my day off and I have things I need to do and errands I need to run...but now I have to nap.
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<br />Sigh.
<br />Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-49808541902923900572011-08-29T09:32:00.003-07:002011-08-29T09:41:09.964-07:00I think I have...hypothyroidism. I (my mom too) have been thinking I've had this for awhile, but when I got my blood sent in, it came back normal. <strong>However, it was just a routine blood test, not a T4 or TSH</strong>. Routine blood tests don't check the thyroid. I'm going to go back in and ask for a T4 or TSH test.
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<br /><em>Symptoms of hypothyroidism:</em>
<br />-being more sensitive to cold <strong>yes</strong>
<br />-constipation <strong>no</strong>
<br />-depression <strong>lately</strong>
<br />-fatigue or feeling slowed down <strong>yes times a million</strong>
<br />-heavier menstrual periods <strong>definitely</strong>
<br />-joint or muscle pain <strong>yes</strong>
<br />-paleness or dry skin <strong>dry skin, yes</strong>
<br />-thin, brittle hair or fingernails <strong>yes</strong>
<br />-weakness <strong>yes</strong>
<br />-unintentional weight gain <strong>yes, I've been exercising 6 days a week and have been watching what I eat, yet I've gained 4.4 lbs. in 17 days =(</strong>
<br />-decreased concentration and memory <strong>yes, this makes school even more frustrating</strong>
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<br />Anyway, I'm so exhausted so I'm actually going back to bed now...go figure.
<br />I hope we get this figured out soon because I'm so sick of being so exhausted.
<br />Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-70782020900061158562011-08-23T00:37:00.003-07:002011-08-23T00:39:02.979-07:00Why am I majoring in (elementary) education??I can't even teach!
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<br />.....but I don't know what to do, and I don't have time to just figure it out (without school) because people keep pushing me to do school. No breaks. Ever.
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<br />I really, really suck at teaching.
<br />Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-63319005791092708402011-08-18T23:45:00.004-07:002011-08-18T23:57:06.577-07:00Thoughts-I started my first DIY project! It's a wish bowl. So far I have made 80 cards.
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<br />-I love cats. Especially mine.
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<br /><p>-We've narrowed down our photographers to 2 companies.</p>
<br /><p>-I started the Supreme 90 Day challenge. It's great so far. Today I finished day 7.</p>
<br /><p>-I am really tired, but get too excited to sleep. haha.</p>
<br /><p>-Recently, I bought a Groupon for half off admission for 2 to the new aquarium in the Tempe mall. I AM SO EXCITED. The last aquarium I went to was at the Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum in Tennessee in 2005, and before that was years before that in Oregon at the Shamu place.</p>
<br /><p>-When I'm driving and I smell smoke, I get paranoid that my car is on fire and is going to reach the gas tank and blow up before I get a chance to get out. It's scary. I'm also paranoid about the power going out at work at night, since the closers are there by themselves. Freaaaaaaky.</p>
<br /><p>Goodnight!</p>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-49501556527310539852011-08-07T10:26:00.006-07:002011-08-07T14:22:56.527-07:00Wedding planning update. Anyone know of any photographers/DJs?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcp3lFuhEPh0NmHgrwg_Z9lg_4Djeq6W6V3YPdG4k986ntv_iCL91LjsN4611-RwdajAAD_kGq-sLqtV19AdLf8Fho2TBlX8ICSaVN2LlYFN5jY_PuKao3FbPhQKOjXydK71LoEWfrT4/s1600/inspirationboard.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638173892467596642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcp3lFuhEPh0NmHgrwg_Z9lg_4Djeq6W6V3YPdG4k986ntv_iCL91LjsN4611-RwdajAAD_kGq-sLqtV19AdLf8Fho2TBlX8ICSaVN2LlYFN5jY_PuKao3FbPhQKOjXydK71LoEWfrT4/s320/inspirationboard.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We now have a wedding website...http://sharisaandtroy.ourwedding.com</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>So, we have picked our colors! Blue and orange. My bridesmaids are going to be my best friend (other than Troy), my 2 sisters, and my 2 FSIL (future sisters-in-law). Troy is still working on his groomsmen, I believe.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Everywhere that I could find that had chair sashes/tablecloths were really expensive...the cheapest I found was $200 just for chair bows! But, lo and behold, I turned to good ol' eBay. For $70 I got 100 orange strips of pre-cut fabric which I will use for 80 chair bows and 10 or so table runners. (Yay China...it actually was priced at $35, but you know how shipping costs are.)</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Chairs, tables, and the venue will be free because we are using the church. A lady my mom visit teaches said that she has a ton of wedding reception stuff we can use...so I'm assuming that will cover at least the tablecloths. She might have an arch thingy that we can stand under for the receiving line, too.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>For flowers, I figure I need 60 orange ones, 30 blue ones, and only 4ish white ones. I'm going to get 75 orange carnations (maybe...I'm not sure if I want to use that kind) for $69.95, 25 white roses for $29.25, 50 blue Gerbers for $99.99, and fillers for under $20 from online. I'm going to make my bouquet, the bridesmaids' bouquets, the boutonniers, and the centerpieces for the tables. (I hope I don't mess them up. I don't really have "artistic" skills.) I found the square glass containers I want for the centerpieces at Michael's. Around them, I'm going to tie a blue or orange ribbon (I'll alternate between tables). If I use the 40% coupons on each item, I can get 13 vases for $39, ribbon for $4.80, and the wrap stuff you put on the stem of the bouquets for $1.80.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>A family friend of the Westovers is going to cater for us. They said they'd do it for free if we paid for the cost of the food. I'm budgeting $300...if it's more, Troy said he'd pay for it. We are thinking of having little sliders (mini burgers)...and I want to make a candy buffet! Yum.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>My bridesmaids are buying their own dresses/accessories, but I am buying my best friend's since she will be paying to fly out here. I found cute wrist purse thingies on David's Bridal for $10 each...I'm thinking of buying orange ones to match each of my bridesmaids' blue dresses. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Cake...I found some pretty ones at Piece of Cake Desserts and Bamboo Bakery, but we haven't gone to any cake places yet. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We haven't looked at invitations yet.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>For decorations, I want to have tulle with lights in it on the ceiling, and white lights on the wall.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I haven't looked at dresses yet because I'm trying to lose a few pounds first haha. I'm not spending more than $300, though. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>One area I'm having a hard time in is the pictures. Troy's aunt does photography for fun, so we'll probably ask her to take some at the reception...but as for the engagement pictures and pictures where we're in our wedding attire (I think this is called "trash the dress"...apparently a lot of people these days are doing their wedding shoots before the wedding, to save time on the actual day), I'm stumped. They're so expensive! A price around $500 would be ideal for my little Subway salary. One factor that is really important to us is to have a DVD with the pictures on it. I have found a couple of wedding photographers that are around $500, but does anyone have any suggestions? Also, what do we do for music? I see that some people hire DJs, but they're soooo expensive...like $700 and up. We just want someone to play some music so we can have our first dance and stuff. Who DJs the stake dances?</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Also, I am looking for another job (again). I'm going to need insurance...and bigger paychecks would help out a lot. If you hear of any openings anywhere, let me know!</div>Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-89395357345169552011-07-28T19:56:00.000-07:002011-07-28T19:57:08.149-07:00And the official date is...April 14th!Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-5236229341926117792011-07-26T23:22:00.002-07:002011-07-26T23:37:34.765-07:00Happy NewsWe were thinking of next September, but now we are aiming for an April wedding. Yay. =) We haven't picked an exact day yet.<br /><br />Now I get need to get a car...and start my savings all over again so I can pay for the wedding...<br /><br />...Yeah. I have really great credit, but not enough history...and no cosigners...so now I'm going to have to pay for something in cash. Grr.<br /><br />Luckily, the Westovers have some caterer friends who said they'd cater for free; we just have to buy the food. Also, Troy's sister offered to let me use her dress. I think the most expensive thing is going to be the pictures...then the flowers and the cake, and the decorations might be up there in price too...then the music, and then the fondue fountain. YES. I want a fondue fountain because I loooove fondue. I like cheese better than chocolate, but that'd probably be weird to have a giant cheese fountain (I don't even know if they do those); however, it'd be AWESOME.<br /><br />Oh man. I love cheese. Lactose intolerance doesn't stand in the way between me and cheese. Ha!<br /><br />Oh yes, also, I told my academic counselor that I need to move my start date for school. I haven't posted anything in the class, so that means I won't have to pay for it. Good thing, because I'd die.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-67851001837384872352011-07-25T23:12:00.002-07:002011-07-25T23:22:38.102-07:00Are you kidding me??This online program is NOT flexible!! All of the other online classes I've taken in the past have always had 1-2 set days in a week in which assignments were due. This one has MULTIPLE dates. Today was day one. Tomorrow, day two, an assignment is already due. This is a PROBLEM because:<br /><br />-tomorrow is my long day. I wake up, go to the other school, then go straight to work, and then by the time I get home it's already 8 pm.<br />-I can't access my freakin' ebook. It keeps trying to download, and then says "internal error from host". Obviously I don't have time to look up the number for tech support, call and fix it because I'll be gone all day tomorrow.<br />-I'm supposed to write a 200-300 word thing about motivation...um hello, I have none, so how am I supposed to write about it??<br /><br />This is not a good time to start this program right now. Plus, after my mom graduates, I'm going to have to pay for the rest of my classes out of pocket. It's $435/credit and each class is 3-4 credits. Dude. I don't even know if I want to teach! I had a calling as a music teacher for the nursery once, and it was HORRIBLE. Equally horrible was when I subbed for my mom's 8 year old primary class. I've also attempted to teach piano. My conclusion is this: I can't teach. I don't know how, and it makes me feel stupid and irritated. The only reason I started this program is because I just want to be DONE with school.<br /><br />>=(<br />Also, no one else is excited about my wedding. Except for maybe one person who said so. No one is giving me their addresses, or telling family, or helping me out. I've gotten addresses from 2 cousins (who are brothers), Troy's sister, and 2 of my friends. Whatever.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-83418137084566732942011-07-25T10:36:00.003-07:002011-07-25T11:02:33.499-07:00I need addressesfor my wedding. I've been asking, but so far I've only gotten addresses from 2 of my cousins (who are brothers), Troy's sister, and one friend. Hmmm.<br /><br />My bachelor's (is that capitalized?) program starts today. Well, kind of. The school makes you take an introductory online course and then a Christian worldview class first.<br /><br />It'll probably take me like 3 years to graduate...they let you take only one class at a time. Lame. Oh well. I'm sick of school anyway, so I guess that's good...<br /><br />4 weeks left until I'm done with Pima!!! YES.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-9615200078175480842011-07-20T22:51:00.002-07:002011-07-20T23:02:52.707-07:00All You Are is MeanA couple of weeks ago my mom asked my sister to ask some days off of work so they could go to Cali. I told her I was supposed to have those days off, too, because months ago I was planning on flying to a wedding (which isn't happening now [flying to it, I mean]). Upon hearing this, she said, "oh, you're welcome to come along." <br /><br />I'm hardly ever invited to go on trips...usually they just go, or I hear about it and then am told as a side note that I can come along. So anyway, tonight I was mentioning to my sister, "I don't even know if my swimming suit fits...". My mom heard about it, and then calls and has a cow. She goes on and on and on about how I'm selfish and and rude and dumb and can't think for myself and have no life. I never said I wasn't going...I just said I needed to try on my suit still!! (And that 4 days is a long time to spend at the beach.) She uninvited me, told me I'm no longer invited to go to Disneyland this year (the one thing I've actually been directly invited to in a lonnnnnnng time), and said to move out. I'm a horrible example and just make everyone upset. O...kay? Because I don't have time to make the house spotless and I don't know if my swimming suit fits, nor if I want to have insults thrown at me for 4 days without an escape?<br /><br />She just likes to start crap with me. She's always saying rude stuff and putting me down and I'm tired of it.<br /><br />On top of that, she's always giving me crap about how I'm still at home. Well guess what? I can't move out unless I have a car...and to get a car, I have to get cosigned, which she refuses to do and my dad is currently unable to do.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-45091118919437929022011-07-19T19:17:00.002-07:002011-07-19T19:20:19.175-07:00WellNow my mom won't cosign on anything for me. Even though I plan on getting a used car. Also, here are some quotes from her to me in the last 30 minutes:<br /><br />"shut up I'm not done talking"<br />"you have no life and it's just sad"<br />"knock it off, Sharisa. You act like you're stupid and don't know anything"<br /><br />...............................Welcome to my life. So sick of being treated like crap.<br /><br />Also, I have an 11:00 curfew...AND I'M 21. She's punishing me because I can't afford to move out. That's just...awesome.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-37642999787443855372011-07-16T07:27:00.004-07:002011-07-17T10:07:57.426-07:00Why living at home sucks-people steal my clothes and don't give them back<br /><br />-sometimes I forget to put my computer into hibernation mode, or people break into it. Then they go onto FOREIGN sites (which is prob why my computer is so slow now) and eat sticky food directly over it<br /><br />-people go through my laundry<br /><br />-my stuff gets thrown away, and when I ask for reimbursement, I get yelled at<br /><br />-even though I'm freakin' 21 and the majority of people my age are out drinking, doing drugs, and/or being ho's, I don't do any of that (never will) but still get in trouble if I come home later than midnight<br /><br />-I'm expected to drive my sisters and their friends all over the place and make the house spotless if I'm not at work. Doesn't matter if I have homework, I'm sitting here on the computer so I'm obviously not doing anything...yeah...okay then<br /><br />-every morning before 8, my mom or little sister yells at the other<br /><br />The only non-invasion of property I can think of is that when I put my name on my bought food, no one eats it...not that I know of.<br /><br />07/17: Well, now my mom refuses to cosign for me unless I get a HYUNDAI because that's what she has (and likes). She's convinced that all other cars are crap and fall apart after one year. I have good credit, but no history. This. SUCKS. I'm going to be stuck in this hell hole forever!!!<br /><br />GET ME OUT OF HERE.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2171177777507604698.post-41282178982571346612011-07-15T09:33:00.002-07:002011-07-15T09:40:07.553-07:00Dear homework, I hate youI've been sitting here staring at an open word document forever. For one of my assignments, I'm supposed to read some article and then write 5 paragraphs about it. The second one requires me to look up an article on eglobal (which is completely STUPID because eglobal doesn't have little stories like what we're being asked to look up...it has stupid crap like findings and surveys in CT, rad, etc.) and write a couple of paragraphs about it. I've gone back and forth between them multiple times and have not written a WORD. <br /><br />I hate school. HATE HATE HATE IT.<br /><br />So screw it. I'm not wasting my whole and only morning off staring at a word document when I can't figure it out. If I haven't figured it out by now, then I'm not going to in the next 4 hours.<br /><br />I was supposed to start my online program with GCU on Monday, but the financial aid and enrollment people and I can't get ahold of each other. They called me Monday while I was at school. After school I went directly to work. Tuesday I went to work, then directly to school, then directly back to work. Wednesday was school to work. Thursday I worked 8 - 4. They're out of their offices by 4; I called on Wednesday, but they didn't bother calling back until Thursday (and then they left me a million messages). So, now I can't start school on Monday.<br /><br />But you know what?<br /><br />I'm glad. I hate writing essays.Sharisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02116549793881868953noreply@blogger.com0