<?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-5272220</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:02:57.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggie Princess</title><subtitle type='html'>Changed up the layout just for kicks.  Like it?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112735687535404948</id><published>2005-09-21T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T19:42:25.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cult of XangaI finally gave in. Here is my new website. http://www.xanga.com/jumproping_jack. Leave some love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112735687535404948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112735687535404948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112735687535404948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112735687535404948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/cult-of-xanga-i-finally-gave-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112708197399940195</id><published>2005-09-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T15:19:34.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a guinness!First of all, ASHLEY IS ENGAGED!!!  It is the cutest story you have EVER heard, so click on the link and read it!  Amazing, just amazing.  I'm so happy for you, girl!  It is so wonderful.  Congrats!  You deserve everything with Ethan.My interview with Kohls went ok.  I could have done better, but oh well.  I decided that I want a job that has international opportunities just in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112708197399940195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112708197399940195&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112708197399940195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112708197399940195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-guinness-first-of-all-ashley-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112681806285924228</id><published>2005-09-15T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T22:27:47.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I conquered the Career FairSo, guess who got an interview with Kohls? ME! I interview with Kohls tomorrow at 1:30pm. So cool! It will be fun. Any pointers?Also, I discovered that parents are incapable of writing an e-mail to their child without giving advice. Jeez.Side note: I changed the settings on my comments to get less spam. Now you have to go through a word verification process to leave a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112681806285924228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112681806285924228&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112681806285924228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112681806285924228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-conquered-career-fair-so-guess-who.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112632221532013627</id><published>2005-09-09T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T20:16:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HighI loooove my Jonny Depp poster...Other natural highs I thought of:Paying with the correct amount of cashWearing skirtsChanging my make-upHearing other people laughWatching Gilmore Girls with friendsAnything related to Phi Beta ChiLooking at my Jonny Depp posterGetting calls from KevinCrossing off items off my to-do listPlaying video games with KevinDancing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112632221532013627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112632221532013627&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112632221532013627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112632221532013627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/high-i-loooove-my-jonny-depp-poster.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112607049136374435</id><published>2005-09-06T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:21:31.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ripping and burningHere is an actual e-mail conversation I had with Kevin today.  Its great.Me: What does it mean to rip a CD????  Need to know.  Gracias.Love ya,your fianceKevin: In layman's terms, ripping a CD means to take it off a CD and put it on a computer. A little more technical way to say it is that you take the .wav format file off of the CD and convert it into an .mp3 format. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112607049136374435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112607049136374435&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112607049136374435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112607049136374435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/ripping-and-burning-here-is-actual-e.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112596005558119469</id><published>2005-09-05T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:40:55.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skirts and oilToday must be National Pretty Skirts Day and I missed the memo.  I wore jeans.  I swear at least 1/2 the girls on campus were wearing skirts today and I wanted about 1/2 of those.  I saw so many cool skirts.  I need to know where these chicas shop.My daddy has been helping Huricane victims in Dallas.  I'm so proud.  College Station is hosting about 300 people at Reed, the Lincoln </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112596005558119469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112596005558119469&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112596005558119469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112596005558119469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/09/skirts-and-oil-today-must-be-national.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112554890309401090</id><published>2005-08-31T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:28:23.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jaclyn's natural highs:Natural highs are the small moments in life that lift up your spirit.  No money or drugs required.  :-)1. Puns, ones that just happen on accident like, "trying on clothes wears me out."2. U-turns3. Car dancing by myself4. Hearing a good song I haven't heard since high school5. Sore muscles from a workout6. A light sweat from a workout7. Running into friends on the way to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112554890309401090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112554890309401090&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112554890309401090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112554890309401090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/jaclyns-natural-highs-natural-highs.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112511553771509672</id><published>2005-08-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T13:33:38.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoughts on marriageI hate it when people tell me that marriage is just a piece of paper. Two people have already told me that. They meant it in a positive way somehow, but I hate it. Marriage is NOT a piece of paper. That is like saying your highschool diploma is only a piece of paper. Or your Aggie ring is just another piece of metal. How can people trivialize marriage that much? How far has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112511553771509672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112511553771509672&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112511553771509672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112511553771509672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/thoughts-on-marriage-i-hate-it-when.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112494998376545631</id><published>2005-08-24T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T15:15:25.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>100 Things part 476. I have the coolest friends ever.77. I have the coolest roommate ever.78. Farmer's Patch is the coolest place to shop for produce. Kim and I went today and the guy gave us $10 worth of free fruit: 2 peaches, 2 apples and some grapes. It was awesome!79. I want a princess cut diamond for my engagement ring so I can be the Princess Bride!80. Kevin still thinks I'm cute even when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112494998376545631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112494998376545631&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112494998376545631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112494998376545631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/100-things-part-4-76.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112458263482147117</id><published>2005-08-20T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T17:03:54.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M ENGAGED!!!Tuesday night Kevin asked me to stay with him forever...how could I refuse?  :-)  We were in Wisconsin for his family's annual reunion.  There were 26 Levy's in all from grandparents to cousins and uncles and aunts and friends and pets.  From 80 yr. olds to 4 month olds and every age from every walk of life in between.  Tuesday night Kevin and I decided to go camping out on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112458263482147117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112458263482147117&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112458263482147117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112458263482147117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-engaged-tuesday-night-kevin-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112414068149061366</id><published>2005-08-15T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:18:01.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>100 Things part 351.  I don't like sarcasm.  I've noticed that people hide behind sarcasm.  They are afraid of revealing their true selves, afraid of being open, afraid of judgement, so they use sarcasm as a shield.52. I like to get to know people, really get to know people and their dreams, passions, struggles, desires, and philosophies.  This is why I don't like sarcasm, I want to get to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112414068149061366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112414068149061366&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112414068149061366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112414068149061366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/100-things-part-3-51.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112372100807313220</id><published>2005-08-10T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:07:45.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>100 Things part 2Here is a continuation of something bloggers have been doing. This is the next 25 random facts on my list, look below for the first 25. :-)26. The movie coming out called "40 Year Old Virgin" makes me sad. What has our culture come to?27. On the other hand, "Wedding Crashers" was a riot! I love Owen Wilson...28. Sometimes at school, I pretend I'm somewhere else, like Spain. Just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112372100807313220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112372100807313220&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112372100807313220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112372100807313220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/100-things-part-2-here-is-continuation.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112335744382936786</id><published>2005-08-06T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:40:03.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alaska and 100 ThingsYesh, it was amazing.  Humpback whales, orcas(killer whales), seals, sea lions, bald eagles, glaciers, whore houses.   Don't worry, I'm not going to be annoying and list all the details of my trip on my website. It will be annoying enough to tell everyone my stories in person!So, my lovely fellow blogger friend of mine did something on her website called "100 Things." I guess</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112335744382936786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112335744382936786&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112335744382936786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112335744382936786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/08/alaska-and-100-things-yesh-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112279739120125773</id><published>2005-07-31T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T01:09:51.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sh*t guys, Alaska is AWESOME!On a cruise to Alaska...the most AMAZING thing you will ever experience.  The only bad part is the .75 cents per minute for internet access.  BYE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112279739120125773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112279739120125773&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112279739120125773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112279739120125773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/sht-guys-alaska-is-awesome-on-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112214975313217967</id><published>2005-07-23T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:40:07.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death is the ultimate delegationMy Uncle Tom died on Thursday. He got a double lung transplant in March but has been suffering from a pulmonary illness for at least 2 years. The cousins are putting together a little book for memories for his family. Here is mine:Making WavesEvery time my family had the opportunity to visit the famous Lakehouse in Minnesota, Uncle Tom would take us out on the boat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112214975313217967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112214975313217967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112214975313217967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112214975313217967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/death-is-ultimate-delegation-my-uncle.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112170553835815312</id><published>2005-07-18T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:52:18.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Mid-Summer's Day DreamAfter a friend tried to explain her knowledge on black widows, I said, "No, no, no.  The black widow eats her mate when she's done with him!"knock knock"What?" My senses become foggy as I try to pinpoint the knocking.knock knockAll of a sudden I awaken and register where I am.  "Oh."  I feel asleep in the back of Kevin's mom's new Sienna.  All the back seats were taken out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112170553835815312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112170553835815312&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112170553835815312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112170553835815312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/mid-summers-day-dream-after-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112120239433652693</id><published>2005-07-12T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T14:06:34.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another storyJaclyn steps out of the parking lot elevator and into the heat of the street of downtown Ft. Worth.  Men turn their heads to get a quick but good look at her.   She smiles and struts, knowing she looks good in her lacy top, black and white skirt, and strappy heels.  Then remembering her mission she frowns.  Its 11:05; the business lunch started at 11.  Glancing up the 40 story </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112120239433652693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112120239433652693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112120239433652693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112120239433652693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-story-jaclyn-steps-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112102243854480397</id><published>2005-07-10T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T12:07:18.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Story time!Its long, but oh-so-worth it.As you know, I work with the Jr. High kiddos at church.  Tons of fun.  Every Wednesday we have what are called "Wild Wednesdays."  We play crazy games like human foosball, human tic-tac-toe, improv skits, volleyball, and just goof off in general.  Then, we end with a devotional.  Last week was different.  We had the first ever "Mystery Dinner."  I gave them</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112102243854480397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112102243854480397&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112102243854480397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112102243854480397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/story-time-its-long-but-oh-so-worth-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112067363902139338</id><published>2005-07-06T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T11:13:59.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random fearsToday I feel restless.  Just finished reading 2 vastly different books.  I read "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" trilogy and "A Voice in the Wind" by Francine Rivers.  The Sisterhood is about the adventures 4 high school best friends in modern life.  Voice is a Christian novel set in 40 AD Rome that follows the lives of a gladiator, a rich Roman, and a Jewish slave.  I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112067363902139338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112067363902139338&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112067363902139338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112067363902139338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/random-fears-today-i-feel-restless.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-112040243339710662</id><published>2005-07-03T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T07:53:53.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HoustoniaI'm in Houston and it is awesome!  I'm with the cutest guy in the whole world.  He just makes my heart burst with happiness!  Alright, that is all the mush you'll have to deal with.  I must say I'm impressed with how many people could relate to the inner child v. inner adult battle I talked about in my last post.  That means next fall we'll have to have some kind of party with a kid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/112040243339710662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=112040243339710662&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112040243339710662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/112040243339710662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/07/houstonia-im-in-houston-and-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111989785332270091</id><published>2005-06-27T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T11:47:46.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't wanna be a grown-upI hate how my inner child picks fights with my inner grown-up. My grown-up self tells my inner child self to pick up my room and to shower more than once a day. My inner child sticks out her tongue and continues to read her book on the hammock outside. Finally when everything can't be put off any longer, my inner grown-up picks a fight and screams at the inner child to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111989785332270091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111989785332270091&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111989785332270091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111989785332270091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/dont-wanna-be-grown-up-i-hate-how-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111937361644501461</id><published>2005-06-21T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:06:56.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Politically incorrectI might be stepping on really shaky ground here, but I've been thinking about this a lot lately and it made me mad in a weird way and I just need to say something to sort it out in my head. Yesterday on the front page of the FW Star Telegram I read a headline about a woman who threw her newborn baby in the trash can.  She wrapped him up in plastic when it was 2 days old and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111937361644501461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111937361644501461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111937361644501461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111937361644501461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/politically-incorrect-i-might-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111886331614304209</id><published>2005-06-15T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T12:21:56.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First cousin shot downMy cousin gets married in two days!  AHHHH!  I can't wait.Well, I survived 37 Jr. High kiddos running around the church last Friday at our Lock-In.  I'm so happy that my lovely sister and one of my good buddies, Liz, came to help out.  I'll make it up to you, I promise!  My friend Robert also helped.  He is a single dad and has a really cool kid.  I love 'em both.  Even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111886331614304209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111886331614304209&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111886331614304209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111886331614304209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-cousin-shot-down-my-cousin-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111819276112862226</id><published>2005-06-07T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:06:01.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My beautiful friend, Bri, is getting married in less than a month!  I am way excited for her!  But, I am also sad because I can't go to the wedding.  I am sooooo bummed.....:-(  I'm sorry, girl, I wanted so badly to go!  Darn defensive driving and my weekend job.  Boo!I miss Kevin.  Silly boy works from 8-5 and has history class at 7-9.  Wah!  No time to talk!  So sad.  I won't see him for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111819276112862226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111819276112862226&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111819276112862226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111819276112862226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-beautiful-friend-bri-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111748122645960667</id><published>2005-05-30T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T12:27:06.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha, OopsWhoa.  My last post sounded really angry and bitter!  I didn't mean to sound so harsh.  Oops.  My apologies.  But, I've gotten about 10 e-mails so far from that girl in Berlin.  Its worse than spam.My sister graduates in 2 hours.  Wha!  My whole family is in town: my beautiful(and I mean beautiful) hispanic cousins, the white cousin, 2 of our aunts, 2 of our uncles, our gramma...way fun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111748122645960667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111748122645960667&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111748122645960667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111748122645960667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/haha-oops-whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111670341493354355</id><published>2005-05-21T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T12:24:22.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Rant on Mass E-mailsWhy is it that when people go abroad, they feel entitled to sent out tons of mass e-mails to tell everyone about their life? I got a mass e-mail from my friend in Berlin. Well, she isn't even really my friend anymore. We haven't talked in months, so why does she think I'll be suddenly interested in her life now she is in a different country? It isn't like the e-mails are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111670341493354355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111670341493354355&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111670341493354355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111670341493354355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-rant-on-mass-e-mails-why-is-it-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111613254964900702</id><published>2005-05-14T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T21:49:09.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>San AntonioWent to San Antonio with Laura after finals were over just because we could since we weren't accountable to anybody!  WHOOP!All I have to say is:*At least 70 dead lovebugs on my windshield*Ran out of windshield washer fluid because of all the bugs*Self Storage*Laura picking her nose*Montana Mikes*Darth Vader in Burger King*The Alamo!*Riverwalk boat tour.  Whoop!*The longest mullet of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111613254964900702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111613254964900702&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111613254964900702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111613254964900702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/san-antonio-went-to-san-antonio-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111569610734501791</id><published>2005-05-09T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:54:53.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Free money!I got a check in the mail for $1000 from a scholarship I got and I know exactly what I'm going to do with it! Part of it will go towards a video camcorder(is that what they are called?) and the rest will be put away for my trip to Europe with Teresa! Woo-hoo! I'm STOKED! EXCITED! ESTATIC! GIDDY! SQUEAKY WITH GLEE! Whoop!I just haveto say that my sister is cool.My sister is frappin' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111569610734501791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111569610734501791&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111569610734501791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111569610734501791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/free-money-i-got-check-in-mail-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111564607518589109</id><published>2005-05-09T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T06:41:15.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Austin with my best friendsWent to Austin this weekend as usual to visit Kevin, and Laura came too!  Whoop!  It was fun, and I think Kevin enjoyed it most of all! (not that I didn't, mind you)  He really liked showing off his town.  We went to a cool coffee joint Friday night that reminded me of Costa Rica and then to an awesome store called Toy Joy.  Wow, that place rocks!  It is full of vintage</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111564607518589109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111564607518589109&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111564607518589109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111564607518589109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/austin-with-my-best-friends-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111536003625989571</id><published>2005-05-05T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T23:13:56.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow....so many emotions.  Is the alcohol?  Is it because its late at night?  Is it the influence of people I've been with lately?  Is it that the school year is almost over?  Is it because of finals?  Is it that I've had too much free time?  Is it because I'm not as close to God right now as I should be?  Am I in rebellion?  Am I living in sin?  Am I deceiving myself?  How can I help my friends?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111536003625989571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111536003625989571&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111536003625989571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111536003625989571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111531991228077498</id><published>2005-05-05T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:15:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Frap!My hair has been frapping soft lately. I can't stop twirling it. Just thought I'd share.On another note...If you give me a canvas, I will so totally paint something for you!  I'd seriously love it.  So, give me a blank canvas and I'll make it pretty!  :-D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111531991228077498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111531991228077498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111531991228077498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111531991228077498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/frap-my-hair-has-been-frapping-soft.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111515757546623954</id><published>2005-05-03T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:59:18.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GrossWhen I was driving down the drag on my way home from Austin, I saw this billboard in front of a store:"New low-rise jeans are in!Its the new cleavage!"Nasty...they better be joking. I've seen enough butt-cracks in my life curtosy of low-rise jeans to last me a lifetime. Just say no to stupid fashion! I don't know about you, but I'm sick of low-rise. Give me some jeans that fit!This is my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111515757546623954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111515757546623954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111515757546623954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111515757546623954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/05/gross-when-i-was-driving-down-drag-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111475212610444185</id><published>2005-04-28T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T12:40:15.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>April 27th...my 21st Birthday(FINALLY UPDATED!)Here is the story of my birthday...not the typical 21st birthday you'd expect...Tuesday night at 11:30pm I call Laura because I'm wide awake and bored. We talk and mention that my birthday is in 30 min. She says she'll pick me up at midnight for a little pre-birthday fun. At midnight, Laura and Mary pick me up! We played around talking and watching a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111475212610444185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111475212610444185&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111475212610444185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111475212610444185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-27th.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111464410722162663</id><published>2005-04-27T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:21:47.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21, baby!Happy birthday to me,happy birthday to mehappy birthday to sexy meeeeeeeeeHappy birthday to me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111464410722162663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111464410722162663&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111464410722162663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111464410722162663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/21-baby-happy-birthday-to-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111411256018272645</id><published>2005-04-21T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T12:42:40.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More Ponderance...Did Jesus ever suffer from awkward silences?  Or any other type of awkwardness?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111411256018272645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111411256018272645&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111411256018272645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111411256018272645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-ponderance.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111393952631763538</id><published>2005-04-19T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:40:20.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pondering...I was wondering...what does it mean when someone tells you to "make a difference?" It isn't like you can change the whole world in your lifetime. Well, it is possible for you to change the whole world, but only about 3-4 people have done that in history! So, what does it mean, really, to make a difference? What can one person really do?Another thing...what does it mean when someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111393952631763538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111393952631763538&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111393952631763538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111393952631763538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/pondering.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111324619928393941</id><published>2005-04-11T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T12:03:19.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some drama to brighten your day.  :-DWell, one of my life goals just went down the drain yesterday.  I got my first speeding ticket.  I swore I'd never get one, I'm serious when I said it was a life goal.  I was always proud that I was the only one I know that never got a ticket.  Well, no more.  Here is the icky part.  Less than 2 min before I got pulled over, cars were passing me at over 85 mph</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111324619928393941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111324619928393941&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111324619928393941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111324619928393941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/some-drama-to-brighten-your-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111265583006684545</id><published>2005-04-04T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T16:03:50.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rebellion sucksMy life will resume after my test is over tomorrow.  Yuck.I really want a good book to read.  Any suggestions?  The last book I read was The Good Earth and it was awesome.  I need another one, though.  I need more reading material than just my textbooks.I decided that I am really bad at being rebellious.  Sucks.  I was staying in a really nice hotel in downtown Austin for FREE and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111265583006684545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111265583006684545&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111265583006684545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111265583006684545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/04/rebellion-sucks-my-life-will-resume.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111164739915291702</id><published>2005-03-23T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T23:04:04.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I DID IT!Yay! Now you can leave comments! I'm going to re-post the 2 questions I had earlier because I am interested in everyone's opinion:1. How do you witness/minister to a fellow Christian who is into the drinking and party scene?2. How do you witness/minister to an aetheist?Thanks! And, don't forget to VOTE JACOB, TICE AND BUCK FOR YELL! WHOOOP!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111164739915291702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111164739915291702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111164739915291702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111164739915291702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-did-it-yay-now-you-can-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-111145971320756213</id><published>2005-03-21T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T19:17:34.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahem...So, what do you think of the new style? I have two questions that have been brought up recently in my life. Please leave a comment with your answer, because I am not quite sure of it myself!1. How do you witness to a fellow Christian who is into the drinking and party scene?2. How do you witness to an atheist?So...life is good and I'll tell you why. I actually studied today when I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/111145971320756213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=111145971320756213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111145971320756213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/111145971320756213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/ahem.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110988727960203098</id><published>2005-03-03T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:01:19.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is amazing how well God knows me...Now I kow why I'm not studying abroad while in college.  It is because God knows me way better than I know me!  Wow!  What an interesting time for such a relevation!  It was right after I finished my INFO 305 hw for the day.  Weird.  But, I was thinking...if I study abroad, I would totally fall away from my relationship with God.  I wouldn't grow in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110988727960203098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110988727960203098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110988727960203098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110988727960203098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-is-amazing-how-well-god-knows-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110988046927917546</id><published>2005-03-03T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:07:49.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I know I sound like an angsty middle schooler......but where would we be without our Middle School drama moments?*sigh* Sometimes life is hard, really hard. Not the "I have 5 tests next week" hard, or the "I hate my roommates" hard, or even the "Someone robbed me and stole all of my stuff" hard. Sometimes life is "balancing on eternity" hard. Its "This decision affects the rest of my life" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110988046927917546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110988046927917546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110988046927917546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110988046927917546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-i-know-i-sound-like-angsty-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110962176255846505</id><published>2005-02-28T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T12:16:02.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHOOOP!So, this week is I-Week at school!  That means it is international week!  There are a ton of cool booths set up in the MSC, I went to a lot of them.  So, today I traveled to Africa, Egypt, Taiwan, India, and Costa Rica!  Whoop!  I learned about a spring break Costa Rica trip that is available.  Hmmm.....sign me up!The week is fabulous, the weather is fabulous, I'm going to go shave and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110962176255846505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110962176255846505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110962176255846505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110962176255846505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/whooop-so-this-week-is-i-week-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110840195606601258</id><published>2005-02-14T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T11:19:09.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I almost got arrested...Ok, not really. Maybe...well, here is the story.On the way home from Lindsey and David's house, Kevin and I decide to go down a random road for fun. We drive through the gates of a gated community and slowly drive in. However, there are no houses, only empty lots labeled with small signs with the address of each lot posted on them. The community is under development. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110840195606601258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110840195606601258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110840195606601258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110840195606601258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-i-almost-got-arrested.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110796980305276060</id><published>2005-02-09T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T09:23:23.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, sometimes I just don't want to be living life like the way I'm supposed to.  I remember reading a Calvin and Hobbes comic where Calvin just jumps up during class and escapes through the door.  Man, I wanted to do that so badly.  But, a 20 year old jumping up from her seat and darting to the door is much less acceptable than a 6yr old fictional boy who does the same.  The stereotypes kill me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110796980305276060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110796980305276060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110796980305276060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110796980305276060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-sometimes-i-just-dont-want-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110746770655530274</id><published>2005-02-03T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T13:55:06.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So...I never finished the story.  Basically, the guy who came over was a complete stranger and my roommates called my name because they thought he was there for me.  All this time, Janet and Bethan are bedecked in weird makeup since they were playing around for fun.  They freaked when they found out that no one in our house knew who he was.  But, him and his friend ended up staying over for about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110746770655530274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110746770655530274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110746770655530274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110746770655530274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/02/so.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110718701989531654</id><published>2005-01-31T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T07:56:59.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a GREAT storySince my "First day of school SUCKED" story was a hit because I actually wrote it like a story, I will try that for this great comedic story as follows.I bow my head over my computer and say a small prayer.  Then, I sigh and return to typing out my application to be a camp counselor.  The questions are tough and I want to answer them truthfully and realistically as I can.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110718701989531654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110718701989531654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110718701989531654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110718701989531654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-great-story-since-my-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110645487418864481</id><published>2005-01-22T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T20:34:34.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FrustrationSo...I'm really frustrated.  Pressures from school, organizations and parents are already gnawing at my soul, wanting attention I cannot give.  I want to see my boyfriend but can't because he lives 200 miles away.  People who live close to their significant other have NO idea how crappy it is to be away...I wonder about couples who have always lived near each other.  Do they really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110645487418864481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110645487418864481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110645487418864481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110645487418864481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/frustration-sigh-ok-i-didnt-mean-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110608613915865575</id><published>2005-01-18T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T14:08:59.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First day of school SUCKED!I hear about people who write blogs in the 3rd person, like a story.  Well, this is story-worthy.  Here goes:Note:  1/2 way through the story I get tired of writing in the 3rd person and switch back to the 1st.  See, I can do that since I'm not being graded on this!  bwa ha ha haaaa....The beautiful princess(thats me!) woke up exactly in time for school.  She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110608613915865575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110608613915865575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110608613915865575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110608613915865575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-day-of-school-sucked-i-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110366606666835839</id><published>2004-12-21T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:54:26.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHISTMAS!I should be in Chicago right now, but whateva'!  Life kinda sucks sometimes, but you gotta make the most of it.  So, here is a shout out to some amazing people I met in Costa Rica and will never forget.Stephanie, doll...You are just fabulous!  I LOVE talking to you and I miss you so much because you are full of life and spirit.  Thanks for all the sweet things you say to me and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110366606666835839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110366606666835839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110366606666835839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110366606666835839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-chistmas-i-should-be-in-chicago.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110266513321679197</id><published>2004-12-09T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T23:52:13.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stream of Conscienceness....Sooo....I just feel like typing whatever.  I have no idea what this post will be about.  Ooo, the suspense!  :-)Took an amazing roadtrip to Austin.  I got there Tuesday night and stayed until 3pm today.  Gosh, it was great!  I went to Austin to hang out with Kevin and to get away from College Station for a bit.  I also went to study.  haha!  Me and Kevin studied </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110266513321679197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110266513321679197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110266513321679197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110266513321679197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/stream-of-conscienceness.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110240003119761647</id><published>2004-12-06T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:13:51.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is for you, Ashley.So, my cute friend Ashley told me to update my blog.  So, this blog entry is dedicated to her!  She is one of the coolest people ever.  She is so smart and is a hard worker and loves Phi Beta Chi.  I love it when she skips Finance to hang out with me, Kim and Stacey in Marketing 321.  She has a smile that brightens up anyone's day and a great relationship with a boy who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110240003119761647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110240003119761647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110240003119761647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110240003119761647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-for-you-ashley.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110177328395672592</id><published>2004-11-29T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T16:08:03.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God is a DJ, the world is a dance floor.Gah!  Don't write anything on-line that you don't want certain people to see!  ...  Nah, its all good.  Had a close friend of mine google my name and found my blog.  ...  I didn't write about him or anything, but we are really different people and I know I sound totally crazy to him!  Well, I don't know for sure...but he used the word, "riduculous."  haha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110177328395672592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110177328395672592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110177328395672592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110177328395672592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/11/god-is-dj-world-is-dance-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110168751599405274</id><published>2004-11-28T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T16:18:35.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My computer is infected with viruses.  Joy to the World.  :-P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110168751599405274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110168751599405274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110168751599405274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110168751599405274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-computer-is-infected-with-viruses.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-110020867494648804</id><published>2004-11-11T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T13:32:59.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Story time, Ags!As I walked down the street I saw them. Skeletons walking around campus, not even knowing they were dry bones. I saw the black hollows of their eyes with nothing to fill them. I saw the blank stare on their faces as they walked on their way. The do not know. They do not even know who they are. They do not know that they are only dry bones with black hollows for eyes. They do not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/110020867494648804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=110020867494648804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110020867494648804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/110020867494648804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/11/story-time-ags-as-i-walked-down-street.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109994716433458658</id><published>2004-11-08T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T12:52:44.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Steam RollerWhoa.  I write a "depressing" blog and I get 7 comments on it and several comments in person and/or over IM.  Maybe I should vent more often?  haha...nah...not for a while, I hope.So, this semester has been full of ups and downs when it comes to my spiritual life.  I thought I was over Costa Rica, but that last blog shows how I'm not.  The "spicy Jaclyn" in me had a taste of that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109994716433458658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109994716433458658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109994716433458658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109994716433458658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/11/steam-roller-whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109953795086951823</id><published>2004-11-03T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T19:12:30.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get excited...Time to VENT some steam!So...I don't feel like I belong.  I know we all have those moments, some more than others.  But, right now it is time for me to feel like I don't belong.  I feel like the odd one out in our house.  I love my roommates, but I feel so different from them.  When I speak, they don't hear me.  When they do, they just wrinkle their face in confusion.  Maybe it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109953795086951823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109953795086951823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109953795086951823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109953795086951823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/11/get-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109890724674516680</id><published>2004-10-27T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T13:00:46.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is a loud shout out to the amazing single women in my life!  Boys, these girls are searchin'!  If you are the perfect boyfriend and future husband, please let me know so I can hook you up with my girlfriends!  ;-)  We can call it the blogger on-line dating service.  GAG!  Nevermind, I abhor on-line dating crap.  How is it possible to "date" on-line?  Is it like, "Hey baby...want to IM with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109890724674516680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109890724674516680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109890724674516680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109890724674516680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/here-is-loud-shout-out-to-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109880276443796317</id><published>2004-10-26T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T07:59:24.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who said that Mondays suck so bad?AHHH!  I don't know about you guys but my Monday was GREAT!  I got my LT Jordan Institute Application turned in and I'm ready for my test today.  I had GREAT conversations with Laura, Bethan, Rachel, and Tiffany.  Mmmm, such good conversations, getting to know them better and sharing my heart and feelings with them.Oh, and don't even get me started on the PBX</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109880276443796317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109880276443796317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109880276443796317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109880276443796317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/who-said-that-mondays-suck-so-bad-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109868072170594545</id><published>2004-10-24T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T22:05:21.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MajBartender: arrr, thar be a fine lassjumproping jack: fine ass?  excuse me!jumproping jack: heheMajBartender: ....that too m'ladyjumproping jack: HAHAHAHAHHAHAH!jumproping jack: ROFLOLjumproping jack: is that the right shorthand?  heheheheMajBartender: tis no jest, ya got yurself a' fine donkey thereMajBartender: ROLFhehehe...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109868072170594545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109868072170594545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109868072170594545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109868072170594545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/majbartender-arrr-thar-be-fine-lass.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109802939236821894</id><published>2004-10-17T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T09:09:52.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Joink!Ahhhhh...Costa Rica...I miss you.Soooo tired.  Ug. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109802939236821894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109802939236821894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109802939236821894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109802939236821894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/joink-ahhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109788069498109947</id><published>2004-10-15T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T15:51:34.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PAR-TAY!So, Thursday was the most bueno day ever!  First it was Maysfest; this big party on West Campus for the business school.  There were baked goods, 25 cent pizza rolls, 50 cent drinks, rock climbing, inflatable games, and musica!  It was SO FUN!  Me and Brian hit up all the games:  we mastered that rock wall, the obstacle course and the basketball one.  Too bad he beat me at every one!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109788069498109947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109788069498109947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109788069498109947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109788069498109947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/par-tay-so-thursday-was-most-bueno-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109737049681373412</id><published>2004-10-09T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T18:08:16.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOO-HOO RevisitedYay for my crazy friends.Friends who call me from across the USA, friends who come to my house, friends who show me  new places, friends who introduce me to new faces, friends who IM me, friends who pray with, and for me,friends who tell me they love me,friends who laugh with me,friends who take roadtrips with me,friends who live with me,friends who eat with me,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109737049681373412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109737049681373412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109737049681373412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109737049681373412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/woo-hoo-revisited-yay-for-my-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109716450021748229</id><published>2004-10-07T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T08:55:00.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOO-HOOColorado Chris called last night!  He called when I was asleep, so I didn't get his message until this morning which is almost even more fun because his messages are soooo crazy.  I was sitting there next to this girl I didn't know and I couldn't help but laugh my head off.ISV is here!  YAY!  That is the company I went to Costa Rica with.  It stands for International Student Volunteers</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109716450021748229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109716450021748229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109716450021748229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109716450021748229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/woo-hoo-colorado-chris-called-last.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109701725100164738</id><published>2004-10-05T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T16:04:38.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARKANSAS First thing first, I thought this was funny: JOhn KErry.Second thing second: Arkansas was awesome. Here is a quick rundown:*Made a detour through Shreveport, Louisiana at about 2am Friday night/Sat morning. oops!*Made up funny acronyms. UALR: Under Alabama's Left Rear! UFI: United Flautists International!*Took random roadside pictures of a Welcome sign in Palestine, Bo Pilgrim in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109701725100164738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109701725100164738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109701725100164738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109701725100164738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/10/arkansas-first-thing-first-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109660926845081867</id><published>2004-09-30T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T22:41:08.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prayer Requests:1.  That we will find the ELMS.  We really aren't sure where we are going.  Once we get to Le Tourneau, we will listen for the music...2.  That we will not get lost.  8-9 hours on the road in the middle of nowhere is crazy.3.  That Laura's car will not break down.  Please pray hard over this one!4.  That Laura and I will stay sane.  We are awesome friends, but sometimes we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109660926845081867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109660926845081867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109660926845081867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109660926845081867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/prayer-requests-1.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109651736429105399</id><published>2004-09-29T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T21:09:24.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHHH!Say a prayer because I am going to ARKANSAS this weekend!  Crazy!  After the Elms concert, my twin, Laura, and I are going to drive to Arkansas to see our friends and their new baby, Davis Jeremiah.  We heart Davis!  Man, although I am really excited, this is a big leap of faith for me.  Arkansas?  In one weekend?  Holy cow, it is about 8-9 hours of driving.  WTF?  It is going to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109651736429105399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109651736429105399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109651736429105399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109651736429105399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/ahhhh-say-prayer-because-i-am-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109631505708194162</id><published>2004-09-27T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T13:00:26.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lottsa love for me.So, I had THREE COMMENTS on that last blog. YAY! AND, they were all from different people. It isn't like all three were from one person...which does happen. hehe. So, yay for Kevin, "Sloan", and Ashley! I love you all! You made my achievement possible! *roaring applause* I couldn't have done this without you. *tears*  I humbly accept the "3 Comments on a Blog" Award!  *</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109631505708194162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109631505708194162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109631505708194162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109631505708194162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/lottsa-love-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109622819805893124</id><published>2004-09-26T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T12:49:58.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAMN!!!Screw Blogger for totally deleting a whole post!  Poopers.To sum it up:  Stephanie is a dork for not commenting on my blog when she read it!  She is cool though for drunk dialing me last night!Yay for leaving messages on Mary's phone and her leaving messages on mine!  She is amazing and is my "teacher."  Haha, whatever.  "Who's BJ???"  Mary knows!Gillian, I love you!  Now, say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109622819805893124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109622819805893124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109622819805893124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109622819805893124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/damn-screw-blogger-for-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109622784186899929</id><published>2004-09-26T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T12:45:04.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DORK!Stephanie is a dork because she totally read my blog and didn't leave a comment!!!Yay for all my amazing costa rica friends that keep in touch with me! All except for one! &gt;cough, Chris, cough&lt;&gt;sigh&lt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109622784186899929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109622784186899929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109622784186899929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109622784186899929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/dorkcough-chris-coughsigh.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109610208079081957</id><published>2004-09-25T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T01:48:00.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My hair is really dry.Ahhh...  Tonight was soooo good!  I've had an emotional week.  Thursday and Friday were the worst.  I felt really down.  I was moping around feeling sorry for myself.  So, Janet invited me to go to Revolutions, this amazing club she keeps talking about.  Tonight was Slam poetry.  I remember the last time she went to Slam poetry with Mel.  They both LOVED it and tried to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109610208079081957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109610208079081957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109610208079081957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109610208079081957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-hair-is-really-dry.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109591749211949136</id><published>2004-09-22T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T22:31:32.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dude.Jesus is freakin' amazin'.  That is all I have to say.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109591749211949136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109591749211949136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109591749211949136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109591749211949136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109587896738217570</id><published>2004-09-22T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T11:49:27.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Amazing.So, I had an interesting relevation:  I am not God.  As laughable as it sounds, this relevation really opened my eyes.  I've been stressing over so much stuff, I should just "let go and let God."  What a novel concept!  So, I did.  It was greatness.  Now I'm all calm, cool, and mostly collected.  Went to the career fair, not too bad.  Talked to four companies, passed out two resumes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109587896738217570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109587896738217570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109587896738217570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109587896738217570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109570912376447213</id><published>2004-09-20T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T12:38:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Freak out!The business career fair starts tomorrow.  All my friends are dressing up and passing out resumes.  What the heck, I have to start caring about my future now.  I'm not ready!  I don't have an up-to-date resume.  I don't have cute business clothes, really.  I don't know how to act.  I'm not ready for an interview.  I'm not ready for an internship.  I'm not ready to grow up.  I want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109570912376447213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109570912376447213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109570912376447213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109570912376447213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/freak-out-business-career-fair-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109544631545718271</id><published>2004-09-17T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T11:38:35.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ug!I just want to paint something, why won't my roommates let me paint?  They are the artsy, creative people, so why is painting one wall in the kitchen a big deal?  Especially when we have red fabric draping a wall in our living room?  :-(  They say painting is too much work.  Heck, I'll do it.  I can paint that wall in 30 min, tops!  They say it will be troublesome while we wait for it to dry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109544631545718271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109544631545718271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109544631545718271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109544631545718271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/ug-i-just-want-to-paint-something-why.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109536303148884301</id><published>2004-09-16T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T16:05:58.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BoredomNo one is on-line right now.I missed three buses today and cried.Mike embarrassed me.Chad made fun of me.No one comments on my blog.I don't want to study.But, then things changed.I got a package in the mail from my friend!  :-DPeace out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109536303148884301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109536303148884301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109536303148884301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109536303148884301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/boredom-no-one-is-on-line-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109492654279086517</id><published>2004-09-11T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T11:17:00.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smokin' hotSo, I smoked my first cigarette Thursday night. Laura, her friend Jim, and I went to check out Studio Lounge, a club near my house. I was dressed all cute to go salsa dancing, but that fell through. The salsa place was closed down! Sadness. So, we ended up at Studio L. It was alright, but I don't think I'd go back. The music wasn't bueno and they didn't have a good dancing area. So, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109492654279086517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109492654279086517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109492654279086517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109492654279086517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/smokin-hot-so-i-smoked-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109485346864779837</id><published>2004-09-10T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T14:57:48.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TGIF: Thank God I'm FemaleIt is sooo hot here in Tejas.  So hot.  When I get home from school, I am completely drained and exhausted from the heat.  Ug.  It is nasty, unrelenting, and the sun is scoffing at our weakness.  Wait until the football game tomorrow.  It is going to be a scorcher.  I guess it is a small price to pay to support the Aggie football team.  WHOOP!  I really don't have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109485346864779837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109485346864779837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109485346864779837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109485346864779837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/tgif-thank-god-im-female-it-is-sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109470464477007366</id><published>2004-09-08T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T21:37:24.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay for people who comment on my blog!!!Today was an awesome day.  I love my MWF classes.  Duwald is funny in Marketing 321.  Love his jokes.  Told the sweetest story about being "an aggie convert."  I thought he was going to cry.  Mrs. Darcey let us out of Info 303 10 min. early.  Since I showed up 10 min. late, I was only in class for 30 min!  Niiiice.This next paragraph is a shout-out to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109470464477007366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109470464477007366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109470464477007366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109470464477007366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/yay-for-people-who-comment-on-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109456980228043261</id><published>2004-09-07T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T08:10:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Denumount:  (bad spelling, I'm sure.  Liz, help me out on this word.  hehe)So, I talked to Chris Sunday night and it was really good.The drama is winding down.  Yay.I am late for class.  ACK!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109456980228043261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109456980228043261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109456980228043261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109456980228043261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/denumount-bad-spelling-im-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109450894464336061</id><published>2004-09-06T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T15:15:44.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DRAMA!Ok.  So, I just had the most dramatic weekend of my life.  Not sure how much I can reveal on my blog, but we will see where this goes.Dramatic event no. 1: Kevin came to visit me this weekend.  Yay!  But, he came to visit not only to hang out, but also to have "The Talk."  The "DTR" talk, as Kimberly says.  Define The Relationship.  haha.  So, we talked on Saturday and mutually decided</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109450894464336061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109450894464336061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109450894464336061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109450894464336061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/09/drama-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109353391115838554</id><published>2004-08-26T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T08:25:11.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not so random ramblings for the day.First thing first:  WELCOME BACK, AGGIES!  WHOOP!So, my whole world is changing.  A week ago I was in Costa Rica.  Now I'm in College Station with my new beautiful roommates and my new beautiful house.  It is amazing.  The house is amazing, my roommates are freaking amazing, and Costa Rica was and still is amazing.  I've had a ton of emotions run through me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109353391115838554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109353391115838554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109353391115838554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109353391115838554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/08/not-so-random-ramblings-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-109009157851184349</id><published>2004-07-17T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T12:12:58.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dude.  So, blogger changed its format again.  Man, this is way cool.  I can choose colors, play with fonts, and just do some fun stuffthat I wouldn't be ableto do on my own. This is fungreatgreat fun Ok, so I just got back from HONDURAS!  It was freakin' amazing, awesome, and other fun adjectives that start with the letter A.  Can you think of any?  Man, neither can I.  So, it was just amazing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/109009157851184349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=109009157851184349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109009157851184349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/109009157851184349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/07/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108558641873497519</id><published>2004-05-26T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T08:46:58.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa!  So Blogger changed its format!  Kuddos.Here I am in sunny California.  It is GORGEOUS here!  But, not as gorgeous as the boy I am visiting.  &gt;giggle&lt;All I have to say is that shaving is stupid.  Especially for us Hispanic beauties.  I got a brand-new shaver yesterday and used it to transform my legs into that of a goddess.  (Ok, not really, but work with me here!)  About 5-6 hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108558641873497519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108558641873497519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108558641873497519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108558641873497519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/05/whoa-so-blogger-changed-its-format.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108363913741166169</id><published>2004-05-03T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T21:50:00.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just for fun:Favorite sights:My Dad's smileAnybody's smileMy friendsColorguard flags in syncFavorite sounds:Kevin's voiceLaughterKeys clinking on a keychainSomeone IMing meRainFavorite smells:Curve for MenClean laundryA new bookFavorite tastes:Diet Coke with LimeGreenbean casseroleCheesecakeHoney HamChipotleFavorite touches:My hairKevin's hairGiving people hugs</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108363913741166169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108363913741166169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108363913741166169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108363913741166169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-for-fun-favorite-sights-my-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108300554914870747</id><published>2004-04-26T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T11:56:35.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to be in control.  Just step aside of a while and let me take the wheel.  I know what I am doing.  You are ruining my life!  Why do you fill it with so much strife?  What are you doing?  I have everything planned out so well.  Just let me do it on my own for a while.  I'm busy, I can't spend time with you right now, just hold on.  I need to focus on my school work instead for a while.  But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108300554914870747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108300554914870747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108300554914870747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108300554914870747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-want-to-be-in-control.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108284867115097799</id><published>2004-04-24T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T16:21:55.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Temptation.Right now I am torn.  To steal, or not to steal.  I am in the library on the quiet 6th floor on a Saturday.  To my lright are lots of books and study areas.  To my left are big letters lying on the ground such as "6" for the 6th floor and there is a clock.  Oooo.  How cool would it be to have a clock from the library?  Or big letters?  Hmmm.  I can take them without being caught, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108284867115097799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108284867115097799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108284867115097799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108284867115097799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/04/temptation.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108276210670598676</id><published>2004-04-23T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T16:19:09.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa.  Don't you love it?So, my future roommates, Janet Rachel, and I signed a lease to live in this super cool apartment in Meadows Point.  It has 2 bedrooms.  We tried our hardest to find a 4th roommate, we went through about 4-5 girls, but we couldn't find anyone who wanted to live with us.  We were a little sad, but we got over it.  haha.  We prayed over who might be our future 4th roommate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108276210670598676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108276210670598676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108276210670598676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108276210670598676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/04/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108199552634610840</id><published>2004-04-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T19:23:53.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food for Thought:"What if I handed you a $100 bill?  Would you take it?  How much would it be worth?  Hundred bucks.  Cool.  What if I rubbed it under my armpits?  Would you take it?  Sure!  Cuz how much is it worth now?  Same.  What if I wadded it up into a little ball, spit on it, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it?  Now how much is it worth?  Hundred smackeroos.  Nothing we did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108199552634610840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108199552634610840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108199552634610840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108199552634610840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/04/food-for-thought-what-if-i-handed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-108085083905574697</id><published>2004-04-01T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T14:27:57.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out my new look!  I got bored with the pink and black thing.  So, welcome to the improved site!  I can't promise that I'll post all the time, but we'll see what my free time will allow.Yesterday I went to Hobby Lobby to pick up a birthday present for my now 17 year old sister!  The chain is owned by Christians, so they were giving away this free book called "The Case for Easter."  It is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/108085083905574697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=108085083905574697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108085083905574697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/108085083905574697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/04/check-out-my-new-look-i-got-bored-with.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107833552639910903</id><published>2004-03-03T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T09:41:41.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dude, I have been having some pretty wild dreams lately.  Especially the so-called nightmares.  First the monkey and gorilla, then the dream about the guys getting run over, then the holocaust dream.  Yikes.  Course, right now I just woke up from a dream about my Political Science class.  hmmm.  I drempt that I sat by my friend Andrew who isn't even in that class.  I was writing a note, a story </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107833552639910903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107833552639910903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107833552639910903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107833552639910903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/03/dude-i-have-been-having-some-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107789791748041146</id><published>2004-02-27T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T08:08:06.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I just failed my first test in college.  Accounting 229.  Our teacher informed us that the test was the easiest test she has made in her 11 semesters of teaching, and that they will get harder from here on out.  OUCH.  :-P  Oh well.  Jesus still loves me, right?  :-)  Eternal perspective!  Eternal perspective!  Well, I'm off to do some accounting.  Go figure.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107789791748041146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107789791748041146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107789791748041146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107789791748041146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-i-just-failed-my-first-test-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107670599605569506</id><published>2004-02-13T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T13:03:05.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ode to Aggie MenSomething about those Aggie boys just make me feel special.  Always willing to hold open a door to let you pass before them hoping just for a smile in return.  Just a single "Howdy" as they walk by does more to give me joy than any other words.  Even when they are tired from a long day at school, they jump up from their seat on the bus to let me sit when there is no other room.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107670599605569506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107670599605569506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107670599605569506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107670599605569506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/02/ode-to-aggie-men-something-about-those.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107576084407440661</id><published>2004-02-02T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T14:29:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh goodness.... there are no words...jumproping jack: how 'bout them patriots?jumproping jack: lolTrkyLyzrd: yeah good gamejumproping jack: yeah, not too badTrkyLyzrd: I ate poison ivy oncejumproping jack: oh, benjumproping jack: you are funnyOh man, I still laugh out loud reading it again...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107576084407440661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107576084407440661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107576084407440661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107576084407440661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/02/oh-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107454136492248014</id><published>2004-01-19T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T11:45:07.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Win a Date with Jaclyn Mateos!Sooooo, I am back home in College Station!  I admit it feels weird to be back, but a good weird.  Last night I got to watch Pirates of the Caribbean with all my friends in Legett.  Woo-hoo!  I never tire of that movie.  It is so great!  &gt;sigh&lt;  Well, I have a lot of stuff to do before school starts tomorrow.  Eek!  More exciting posts coming your way in the near </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107454136492248014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107454136492248014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107454136492248014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107454136492248014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/01/win-date-with-jaclyn-mateossigh-well-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107316894244697510</id><published>2004-01-03T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T14:30:38.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ITS A BEAUTIFUL DAY!  food for thought.  I love that song.  And, since it really is gorgeous outside despite the Houston humidity, I still feel like shouting, "IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY!!!!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107316894244697510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107316894244697510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107316894244697510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107316894244697510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/01/its-beautiful-day-food-for-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107308070722318486</id><published>2004-01-02T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T14:00:01.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back from my trip to Minnesota!  &gt;insert applause here&lt;  It was cold and beautiful.  I went to Mall of America, spent time with Grandma and cousins, went antiquing, played lots of card games, Yahtzee and Scrabble, and still found time to build a 3.5 foot snowman with only 3-5 inches of snow on the ground.  That is a pretty successful trip if you ask me!So, I admit that I am a dork and that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107308070722318486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107308070722318486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107308070722318486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107308070722318486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-back-from-my-trip-to-minnesota.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107195028034963076</id><published>2003-12-20T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T11:59:18.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home sweet home!  Feels good to be back after the craziness of finals.  I won't have IM over break, so talk to me at princessjak@juno.com.  And, I probably won't update this site much.  I'm sure all of the 2 people who read this will be disappointed.  haha.  Merry Christmas.  Remember that JESUS is the reason for the season!  Christmas=more of Christ.  I hope you will enjoy this season worshiping</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107195028034963076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107195028034963076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107195028034963076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107195028034963076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2003/12/home-sweet-home-feels-good-to-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107163441303272178</id><published>2003-12-16T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T23:09:42.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Think you know me?  Think again!  Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107163441303272178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107163441303272178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107163441303272178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107163441303272178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2003/12/think-you-know-me-think-again-take-my.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272220.post-107125209409547143</id><published>2003-12-12T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T10:07:02.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I must say that I have had a beautiful couple of days.  They have truely been dead days for me.  Wednesday I went to Denise's wedding shower, hosted lunch at Rumors, went mall shopping with Bri, and hung out with my cool Legett gals.  Yesterday I had lunch with Stephanie, drew a pretty picture, went to a free BBQ with April and Legett Hall and watched the Hot Chick with Michele.  Surprisingly, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/107125209409547143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272220&amp;postID=107125209409547143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107125209409547143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272220/posts/default/107125209409547143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieprincess.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-must-say-that-i-have-had-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>jaclyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
