<?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-7287374536199245221</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:00:31.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Life One Step At A Time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-3094611995800859197</id><published>2012-02-16T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T07:05:29.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to the Hot Chelle Rae concert! &amp;nbsp;Basically it was amazing! &amp;nbsp;The opening performances were done by the band Electric Touch and this girl named Cady Groves. &amp;nbsp;Ummm..Electric Touch was amazing. &amp;nbsp;Cady Groves..well let's just not talk about it. &amp;nbsp;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't even know where to start or what to say. &amp;nbsp;Ryan, the main singer, is absolutely amazing! He is so good live. &amp;nbsp;I don't even know how he does it. &amp;nbsp;But he's also quite attractive. haha then there's Nash who also happens to be Chord Overstreet's(the guy that plays Sam on Glee) brother. &amp;nbsp;Small/awesome world! &amp;nbsp;They played a song called Emo that they wrote in high school. &amp;nbsp;It was hilarious! &amp;nbsp;My throat hurts from screaming/singing so much last night. &amp;nbsp;I really didn't want to wake up this morning. &amp;nbsp;Why couldn't their concert have been like on a Friday night so I could sleep in the next day. &amp;nbsp;But it's all good. &amp;nbsp;I'm still hyped up on the whole night. &amp;nbsp;They sang all the songs I loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get around to eventually posting pictures on here again, I'll post pics and videos from the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to think of something funny that happened yesterday. &amp;nbsp;But I can't really remember it..I remember lying in bed last night thinking, "that'll be great to post on my blog!" &amp;nbsp;but it's totally gone from my head. So that's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there were like 2 girls that were basically dressed the same as me. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't believe it. &amp;nbsp;Daniel kept telling me to go talk to them or to get a picture with them. Uh no. &amp;nbsp;That's kinda creepy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER the funny story now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before the concert we go to Wendy's cuz we're all starving... &amp;nbsp;After we're done eating I needed to go to the bathroom. I go to the door and it says you have to have a token to get in and you have to ask the people at the counter to give you one. &amp;nbsp;So I wait for the line to die down and ask the guy for a token. &amp;nbsp;He's like, "Oh uhh, it's open!" &amp;nbsp;How embarrassing. Why didn't I just push the door to see if it would open? hahahahaha we had a good laugh about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's always bad when I go to concerts cuz after I go to one I just want to keep going to them. &amp;nbsp;Which reminds me, I need to look up who else is coming to Salt Lake sometime soon. &amp;nbsp;Yep, just did..there are some good ones coming up. &amp;nbsp;So mayyyyybe I'll go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided to give green smoothies a try. &amp;nbsp;The main issue is that I get up a LOT earlier than my roommates and I don't want them to get mad at me for using a blender at like 6 in the morning. &amp;nbsp;I'll just have to talk to them to see what they think. &amp;nbsp;Apparently these green smoothies are actually way good for you. &amp;nbsp;Several people I know that have drank them..is drank a word?..have gotten healthier and lost weight and stuff. &amp;nbsp;I don't need to lose weight, but I do need to get healthier. &amp;nbsp;I need more energy and by eating right I'm hoping to get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-3094611995800859197?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3094611995800859197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=3094611995800859197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3094611995800859197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3094611995800859197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5897707465929693107</id><published>2012-02-15T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T06:30:55.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentines</title><content type='html'>Every year people always make such big deals about Valentine's Day. &amp;nbsp;To be honest, it's just another day to me to tell the people I love that I love them. &amp;nbsp;So why spends tons of money of things? &amp;nbsp;But what do I know?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, like every year, sent me a card and a gift card. &amp;nbsp;Love them to death..they are always so good to me. &amp;nbsp;They even ordered me a pizza Monday night. &amp;nbsp;Pretty sure no one else's parents do that for them! And I ate lots of chocolate and heart-shaped peeps(uhh yum) and caught up on my TV shows. &amp;nbsp;Overall, it was a great &amp;nbsp;day. &amp;nbsp;I didn't get to bed until super later(like a little after 11) cuz I stayed up talking with my roommate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other roommate, Marissa, came home and I hadn't seen her in like a week. And guess whaaaaat?!? SHE'S ENGAGED!! I had already read the story on her blog so she didn't have to tell me again but I got to see her ring and hear about her wedding plans. &amp;nbsp;I just love weddings! &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure I've had 2 or 3 complete weddings planned out for me..they always change though. That reminds me..I want to plan another one for myself. Seriously, all of them have different colors, locations, cakes, dresses, everything. &amp;nbsp;It's great. &amp;nbsp;But I've decided that I'll let my fiance help decide on things. &amp;nbsp;I mean..it is his wedding too..right? haha but if he doesn't care then awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Marissa and I started talking about Ted Bundy. &amp;nbsp;Super creepy. &amp;nbsp;She read a book about him and I think I might go read it..maybe not though. &amp;nbsp;It depends on if I want to be freaked out of not. haha I told her about a woman I was being trained with at Convergys and how she actually met Ted Bundy. &amp;nbsp;We were all so shocked. &amp;nbsp;That's not something you hear typically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another "Valentine" I got came from my brother Cody. &amp;nbsp;Listen to how our conversation went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Cody: &amp;nbsp;Hey! Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;Thanks! You too! &lt;br /&gt;Cody: &amp;nbsp;How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;It was good. &amp;nbsp;How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;Cody: &amp;nbsp;Great! &amp;nbsp;I have something that is going to ruin your day.&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;yeah? &amp;nbsp;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Cody: &amp;nbsp;You know the guy that plays Neal Caffrey on White Collar?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Cody: &amp;nbsp;Well, he's gay. &amp;nbsp;You don't have a chance with him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow..thanks! I already knew that. Thanks for trying to ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;Cody: yep..it's all in a days work!&lt;br /&gt;Me: hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some things to say about this conversation. &lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;I appreciate that he thought I had any kind of chance with the guy.&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;I think it's funny that he called to tell me this.&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;I have an awesome brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5897707465929693107?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5897707465929693107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5897707465929693107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5897707465929693107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5897707465929693107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-valentines.html' title='My Valentines'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7189961134125935123</id><published>2012-02-14T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T07:16:20.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Roommate Claire</title><content type='html'>I have always done this thing where I move into a place not knowing anyone. &amp;nbsp;Only once did I move into a place where I knew a couple of people(it didn't turn out too well)..and so I haven't done it since. haha..but for some reason, it always seems to work out. &amp;nbsp;I always end up with awesome roommates and the perfect living situation. &amp;nbsp;Okay, perfect may be the wrong word, but it's better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my roommates this year is Claire. &amp;nbsp;She is the bomb! &amp;nbsp;I remember the first time I met her. &amp;nbsp;It was a Sunday and I had finished getting ready for church. &amp;nbsp;I decided to go upstairs to get some food before leaving. &amp;nbsp;I go up the stairs and see a girl sitting on the couch. &amp;nbsp;I look at her and think, "I wonder if that's one of my roommates!" &amp;nbsp;I wasn't sure because we had had people staying there that didn't live there and blah blah blah...so I decide to go up and eat then I'd say something to her. hhaha I came back to the living room and jumped on the couch right next to her and said, "Are you my roommate?" haha she probably thought I was a freak..but did I care? Nope. &amp;nbsp;Was she my roommate? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love talking with her. &amp;nbsp;She's hilarious and super nice. &amp;nbsp;She is beautiful and smart. &amp;nbsp;She is the bomb diggity. Yes, I just used the word diggity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diggity: &amp;nbsp;Often doesn't have it's own definition. &amp;nbsp;Only when placed with other words it really has meaning&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;bomb diggity: great, awesome, the best, etc. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;^^those definitions were found in the Urban Dictionary..you're welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We get along so well. &amp;nbsp;She has become my hockey-attending friend and my I-need-to-talk-to-someone-friend and to be honest, just a really good friend of mine. We've already decided that we're going to live together again if she doesn't stay in the honors program at UVU. &amp;nbsp;So that's exciting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7189961134125935123?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7189961134125935123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7189961134125935123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7189961134125935123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7189961134125935123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-roommate-claire.html' title='My Roommate Claire'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7600913390223690507</id><published>2012-02-13T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T07:27:40.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was so much fun and so exhausting!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday after work I went and saw The Vow with my roommate, Claire.  It was a good movie.  Not my favorite..but I did like it!  After that we went to Blockbuster.  If there is one weakness in my life, it's movies.  Especially cheap movies.  Great!  So like all the movies are $3.99..so clearly I buy a few.  Good job Melinda.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went home and waited for Andrew to tell me he was coming to get me.  He came.  We left.  We had fun.  The thing about Andrew is that he gets me.  We always have fun and get along super well.  We have so many inside jokes and I can just be myself around him.  No judgments on either side.  He told me though, that he is probably going to move to California after he graduates.  I started to freak out.  Yes, we don't hang out as much as we used to but I don't think I can handle him leaving.  He is going to LA today for an interview.  We went and got a movie from Redbox..I don't even remember which one cuz we didn't even watch it.  We went over to Aaron's house and waited like an hour for them to get home.  haha..okay, it was probably like 15 minutes.  During that time Andrew freaked me out, we watched some youtube videos on my phone, and I got upset cuz he wouldn't teach me how to drive his car.  Rude.  Just rude. haha oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go inside Aaron's house and wait some more.  They finally show up and I'm super excited cuz I'll actually get to meet Aaron's baby. But don't worry..he was going to sleep.  I was a bit disappointed.  But then they let me hold him.  He was not going to bed. haha good times..that little boy just loved me.  I walk into the room that we're all hanging out in with the baby on my hip and Andrew says, "Melinda just looks so natural with a baby on her hip!" bada-BOOM! That was like the third person that has said that to me since Christmas.  I accept it cuz I like that compliment.  Andrew wants to hold Mason and I'm like..uhhh no! But I eventually hand him over and put my hands out to see if he'll come back to me..and he does not hesitate.  SCORE!  But Andrew insists on teaching Mason that girls are like presents.  My shirt had a bow on the front and he was trying to teach him to untie the bow..Andrew he's only 9 months old. haha..Andrew was ob-sessed with untying my bow.  Crazy kid. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decide to leave cuz we're both tired and Andrew fell asleep on the couch.  During that time, Aaron was giving me advice on men.  I love that people always feel the need to give me advice.  I really don't mind.  It's funny to me cuz he was telling one thing to do and I was like, is that what happened to you? And he was like, nope.  And I was like, so why should I do it?  You got married and that didn't happen.  yeah, I stumped him there. good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Andrew and I leave and I get in the drivers seat and decided it was time for my first lesson.  Clearly he didn't agree.  To get me out of the drivers seat he started tickling me.  People need to understand that when I get tickled, I go crazy.  I can't breathe, I freak out the whole time, and maybe I cry. haha..but that didn't stop him.  He kept attacking me the whole way home.  not pleasant..but fun.  I ended up holding his wrist so he would stop..and he said I was cutting off his circulation..so I was nice and let go..but it was all a trick. hhaha by the time we got back to my house I had stretched out his sweater cuz I was trying to stop him.  good times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning:  if you tickle me, I am not responsible for anything that may happen to you, including injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday was a super busy day.  I got a hold of the insurance company to get my car fixed.  I'll be taking that in sometime this week.  Then Daniel and I went to Gandolfo's to try their new gluten free sandwiches.  Well he tried it.  I got a normal sandwich.  And it reminded me why I don't like them.  Gur-ross! haha anway, then we went to Kohl's and I may or may not have bought a couple pairs of pants.  Then we went to Blockbuster.  Yes..it will be the end of me..I'm sure of it.  We then went to the BYU basketball game.  Don't worry..we destroyed them! It was fun.  There's something about basketball games that just make me sooo happy.  Seriously..I mean, I might get upset during or even after..but it feels so good! If that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel dropped me off at home and he went off to a talent show and I got ready for a dance.  ummm..probably one of the funnest dances I've been to in a long time(Daniel and Brittany came with me).  The music was great(well for the most part) and I broke it down on that dance floor.  It had been a long time and it was long overdue.  It was also Melissa's birthday so I went to her and Natalie's little birthday party.  It was fun.  We went to Sammy's, which was super crowded so I didn't get anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church.  It was great!  It was our fast Sunday and just as soon as the bishop sat down to let people go up to bear their testimonies(it was 1:47 at that point) like 10 or more people jumped up there.  We didn't get done with that meeting until like 2:30 or so..whew then after church I was just waiting until I could go to bed.  I was like counting down until it would be socially acceptable for me to go to bed. haha I don't really know why I cared..but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, that was the gist of my weekend and certainly a long post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7600913390223690507?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7600913390223690507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7600913390223690507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7600913390223690507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7600913390223690507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-86669647025795821</id><published>2012-02-10T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T06:59:59.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't think of a title for this post..so you get this</title><content type='html'>Clearly I didn't get around to posting pictures. Whoops..my bad. Oh well..that just means you'll appreciate it more when I get around to it! haha  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's Friday.  Cue song:  It's Friday, Friday..gotta get down on Fri-i-dayy! Everybody is looking forward to the weekend.  Isn't that the truth? I have come to love my weekends.  It's a time for me to sleep in.  Until 8. And to do a bunch of things I wasn't able to do during the week.  Namely:  laundry, cleaning the house, grocery shopping, getting my bangs cut, staying up late--until like 11..ohhh I'm a daredevil. haha   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and I are going to go see The Vow tonight! yeah, it should be great.  I mean it's Channing Tatum and Rachel McAdams.  Love both of them.  But I should be well prepared by bringing tissues.  You know it's going to be a tear-jerker.  Then I'm going to go hang out with Andrew.  haha yes..Andrew who used to be my best friend then disappeared out of my life. haha jk jk we just got too busy.  But I'm excited.  We should be getting together with Aaron, his wife and his baby.  It'll be like old times.  Except for now Aaron has a baby.  I haven't even met him yet..weird.  But that should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else to say in this post.  Maybe I'll bombard all of your updates with posts about Thanksgiving and Christmas.  haha..maybe not though.  We'll see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-86669647025795821?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/86669647025795821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=86669647025795821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/86669647025795821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/86669647025795821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-cant-think-of-title-for-this-postso.html' title='I can&apos;t think of a title for this post..so you get this'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7939342786520939707</id><published>2012-02-09T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T08:19:27.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life..yes!</title><content type='html'>My newest obsession is Pinterest.  I get so many cute crafty ideas and I just want to do all of them. The only problem is that right now I can't really afford to do any of them.  For now they are just ideas that I will do one day. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I've found such cute Visiting Teaching ideas.  I just want to do all of them.  Problem? Probably. Still gonna do it? Most likely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to apologize for the lack of pictures from previous posts.  I've been writing these posts at work and all my pictures are on my computer at home.  But I think tonight after work I will edit all my previous posts and put pictures.  Cuz let's be honest..you need pictures on a blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about ways to improve my happiness.  Don't get me wrong, I am happy. But I feel like I can always do more to improve not only my happiness but myself in general.  I decided I need to start cooking again.  Not just because I love it..but when I cook for myself I eat better and feel better.  Another thing I must start doing again is getting into shape.  No, I don't think I'm fat or anything..I think I look awesome.  But who can turn down an opportunity to become healthier? Not me..well sometimes I can..but not right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few years, since I started at BYU, I've been really good at my scripture study.  I still am..but I feel like I need to study it more.  And no, I don't mean read more chapters a day..I mean, sit there and actually think about what it is I'm reading and try to apply it to my life.  I am blessed to be in jobs that give me a lot of free time--so I read my scriptures.  This past week I have really started to dive more into my scripture study and I've been reading lots of Conference talks.  I love them.  They not only answer questions I may be having, but they just make me feel at peace and happy.  And I started a couple of months ago reading the Old Testament.  And let me tell you, it's not exactly the easiest read.  Right now I'm in Chronicles and it's just a whole bunch of genealogy..which means a BUNCH of names that I don't know how to pronounce.  But I plan to read it cover to cover.  Along with my readings of the Old Testament, I've been reading the Book of Mormon.  So this is how I split it up:  for ever 2 chapters of the Old Testament I read, I read 1 chapter in the Book of Mormon.  It's been working out pretty well.  Some of you may be thinking, Melinda why don't you just read from the Old Testament and just read that extra chapter each day?  Well, I'll tell you why.  I learned a while back that you should read out of the Book of Mormon every day.  Not necessarily a whole chapter or whatever..but at least just a verse.  And so that's what I'm doing.  I don't regret it or anything.  I have also learned, from personal experience,that when i don't read out of the Book of Mormon every day, the day just seems to be a lot harder and longer.  Although I will finish the Book of Mormon a lot earlier than the Old Testament, I'm still going to do it.  And once I finish, I'll just start it again.  I remember growing up hearing people say that every time you read the Book of Mormon you receive different answers or you get something new out of it.  I always thought, that's weird..it says the same thing every time.  But as I have read it over and over, I have come to love the new things I learn each time I read it.  Every time I read it I'm in different circumstances than I was in the previous time.  It helps me each time.  And for that I am grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also grateful for my parents who instilled in me, while I was young, that I should read my scriptures and that I should rely on my Heavenly Father and that I should have a personal relationship with Him through prayer.  They have been such great examples to not only me, but to everyone that they meet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7939342786520939707?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7939342786520939707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7939342786520939707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7939342786520939707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7939342786520939707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/lifeyes.html' title='Life..yes!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1847747697780381152</id><published>2012-02-08T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:18:43.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarity at it's finest</title><content type='html'>One thing I love is when I'm riding in the car with Cody, Cami, Daniel and Cambrie and we are listening to a song from Camp Rock 2 and we all belt it out. It was hilarious/awesome! I don't think any other family, with everyone over the age of 21, would do that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Cody said the funniest thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I imagine myself everyday being able to fly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha where does he come up with this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish people could just hear our conversations.  I think they would get a kick out of it! But who can blame them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, last night Melissa and I watched NCIS and got some tacos.  We were watching it because the previews kept saying someone was going to die.  The whole time we were speculating as to which character we thought it could be.  We decided they could never kill of Gibbs, cuz without him NCIS would be done.  We also decided they couldn't kill off any more of the girls cuz they seem to have a thing with killing of the female characters and they need to stop.  We decided they couldn't kill of Vance because that would look back that a government agency couldn't keep their directors alive.  We decided they couldn't kill Magee because DiNozzo would have no one to make fun of..and we think his dad is one of the producers of the show..that wouldn't reflect well in their relationship.  We decided they couldn't kill DiNozzo or Abby because they are the backbone of the show..besides Gibbs.  And they couldn't kill Ducky or Palmer..but if we were going to be okay with any of them dying, it would have to be Palmer..even though we like him.  haha..so we're speculating the whole time..and guess what?!? don't continue reading if you don't want the ending to be spoiled.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE DIED! It was a bitter sweet moment.  I'm glad no one died, cuz I love all the characters..but I was kinda disappointed cuz I was anticipating the whole time that someone was going to die.  But I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also..little known fact:  the guy that plays Magee is on Hocus Pocus.  He plays the boy that gets turned into a cat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another known fact that changed my whole life:  Growing up, until recently, I thought the name of the boy on Hocus Pocus was Zachary.  I found out that it's Thackery.  Yeah..not sure how I feel about that. Just thought I'd let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.  You many now commence with laughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1847747697780381152?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1847747697780381152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1847747697780381152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1847747697780381152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1847747697780381152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/hilarity-at-its-finest.html' title='Hilarity at it&apos;s finest'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6978350180893800231</id><published>2012-02-08T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T07:59:55.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Make Me Happy</title><content type='html'>* Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;* Hanging out with my brothers&lt;br /&gt;* Hanging out with my parents&lt;br /&gt;* Coming home to a clean house&lt;br /&gt;* The smell of a freshly done load of laundry&lt;br /&gt;* Cute little kids&lt;br /&gt;* Holding babies&lt;br /&gt;* Cleaning&lt;br /&gt;* Music&lt;br /&gt;* Going on drives at night with nothing but me, my music, and the open road&lt;br /&gt;* Rain&lt;br /&gt;* Candy&lt;br /&gt;* Any Justin Bieber song&lt;br /&gt;* Making someone laugh&lt;br /&gt;* Making friends&lt;br /&gt;* Eating out&lt;br /&gt;* Cooking&lt;br /&gt;* Decorating cakes&lt;br /&gt;* Dancing&lt;br /&gt;* Working&lt;br /&gt;* Being a girl&lt;br /&gt;* Pilates&lt;br /&gt;* Sewing&lt;br /&gt;* Reading&lt;br /&gt;* Talking to good friends&lt;br /&gt;* Laughing until I cry&lt;br /&gt;* Taking pictures&lt;br /&gt;* Making this list of things that make me happy&lt;br /&gt;* Boys that treat me right&lt;br /&gt;* People who love me for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6978350180893800231?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6978350180893800231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6978350180893800231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6978350180893800231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6978350180893800231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Things That Make Me Happy'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2028646293111648046</id><published>2012-02-06T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:29:19.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a bunsen burner!</title><content type='html'>Wow, clearly I have lots to catch you up on.  But this will be that last post for the day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was probably one of the best weekends of my life. Saturday I decided to sleep in.  Oh don't you even worry..sleeping in now is 8 am.  I woke up without an alarm or anything..at first I was like, REALLY?? but it's all good.  It gives me more time to do stuff during the day.  I don't really remember what I did in the morning but the afternoon was fun.  My friend, Jacob, and I went and looked at puppies.  Man, I love puppies! They just are the cutest/greatest things.  We left and went to Costco for the samples.  Who could ever resist a sample from Costco?  Probably no one.  I thought there would've been a billion samples since it was Superbowl Weekend..but I feel like it was a typical Saturday at Costco.  Well, minus the fact that so many people were buying gi-ganormous tvs for the big game.  haha after we ate the delicious food we went back to my place and just hung out for a while.  It was a ton of fun.  Lots of laughing and many good memories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left and I went and picked up my brother and Tyler and his roommate to go to the hockey game.  Ummm, pretty sure I laughed for most of the game.  Not because of the game, but just the conversations we were having.  There was a real life gnome sitting behind us.  A caveman look alike to the right of us. And the cutest little kid dancing behind us.  Oh man. Laughing is great.  It was a great time for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Stake Conference.  It was very good.  I heard plenty of things I needed to hear.  Then I went to my grandparents house for dinner. We laughed soooo much.  My grandma is so witty and so hi-larious!  I'm not sure how she does it, but it is so great! I wish I could've spent more time there but we had to leave.  I love it there.  I love the people I'm around and I love the memories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall...it's been a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2028646293111648046?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2028646293111648046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2028646293111648046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2028646293111648046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2028646293111648046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-bunsen-burner.html' title='It&apos;s a bunsen burner!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6169973928599225551</id><published>2012-02-06T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:11:03.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Suga Mama</title><content type='html'>As I said in the previous post I was going to tell you why I've been so tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to Utah from Christmas break I was determined to get a job.  One of my friends gave me a deadline by when I had to have a job.  Thank you Fight Club. And I just started applying to jobs.  I applied to a software company while I was at home, I applied to an accounting firm and I applied to a law firm.  I ended up having interviews for the law firm and software company on the same day and an interview at the accounting firm the following Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accounting firm offered me the job while there.  I took it.  I work there M-F 1-5 pm.  I then got offered a job at the law firm, but I told them I already got a job offer, but thanks for the opportunity. (and truthfully, I was holding out for the software company).  I then got offered the job at the software company just a couple days later.  I now work there M-F 7am-noon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up around 6 every morning and leave for work by 6:30ish and work work work.  I might complain about how early it is, but truthfully I'm grateful for this opportunity.  I had been unemployed for quite some time and I was ready to work.  Yes it is early and I do work a lot but it's good for me.  One of my friends called me a suga mama! and I'm like well duh! haha..I bring home the bacon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm..bacon sounds good right now! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6169973928599225551?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6169973928599225551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6169973928599225551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6169973928599225551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6169973928599225551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-suga-mama.html' title='I&apos;m a Suga Mama'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6975292248863251889</id><published>2012-02-06T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:02:57.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time coming..</title><content type='html'>Alright it's been a long time.  But here we go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off we'll talk about what has happened in the past couple of weeks. One Wednesday night I hung out with Hayley and we did our usual: go out to eat then go see a movie!  So much fun right? Right! We went and saw Joyful Noise which is a great/uplifting movie.  I cried a few times and laughed a ton.  Overall it was a great night.  I get home that night and fall asleep almost instantly. I have been super tired lately..I'll get to that in another post.  So the next day I get up bright and early(it's technically dark and early..but whatever) feeling so sick.  I start to think, what the heck?? Why do I feel so sick?  Then I realized, oh it's probably from not getting as much sleep.  And I brushed it off thinking, oh I'll feel better in a bit..I usually do.  But NO! I was feeling sicker and sicker.  But I sucked it up and made it through my jobs.  I didn't eat anything that day cuz I was scared I would throw it up. uhh yuck!  So then, Friday morning rolls around and I try to get out of bed and I just couldn't do it.  I literally thought I was going to puke if I moved even an inch.  Luckily I had my phone on the ground right next to my bed and I let my work know I wasn't going to be coming in.  Whew..I slept for a few more hours.  It was great.  Then I went to my afternoon job and hung out with some people that night.  The only thing I ate that day was ice cream.  Bluebell to be exact. And I thought I was feeling a lot better.  Then Saturday I thought I was going to die.  Don't worry, I lied in bed watching Glee and went and saw a movie with my roommate.  I think I fell asleep at like 10 that night.  Sunday was good..I didn't feel as sick..then Monday I was starving cuz I hadn't really eaten anything.  So clearly I ate everything in sight. DELISH!  I think I got food poisoning.  I won't tell you from where, but yeah.  good times! And I'm sure you all wanted to know all about how sick I felt. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that Friday night when I hung out with some people was an interesting one.  I go to pick my brother up and while in his parking lot, this girl backs her car right up into mine.  I actually wasn't even upset.  And I wouldn't even care except now the front door doesn't really open.  So we'll be getting that fixed.  Oh and apparently my car has a lot of issues with it.  But I guess that's what you get when your car is 14 years old.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this past Friday, like a few days ago I get home from work and my fish is dead.  He's dead! Sad huh?  I actually didn't cry this time.  Point for me! Don't worry, I was actually able to flush him down the toilet.  It might've taken literally 30 minutes for me to wo-man up and scoop him out of the tank and flush him.  But I had some people sending me encouraging words to help me through it.  Thank goodness for that.  Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to do it. haha..so after that I go to my brothers to see what he's up to.  I get there and their heater is broken so I go home to get my lighter to light the pilot light but it didn't work.  Better luck next time Melinda. haha anyway, I go outside to my car maybe 10 minutes later and my car is booted. REALLY?? I was not happy about that.  I didn't say anything to the man that came to remove the boot.  But Daniel and I came up with a new insult.  We will now say to people, "you are such a booter!" yeah, we're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I just look back and have to laugh at everything.  Through it all, I truly have been blessed.  My car could've been smashed even more. I could've ended up in the hospital cuz I was so sick.  My fish, well I can't think of anything worse than him dying, but yeah..my fish.  And my car could've gotten towed instead of booted.  Personally, I like to think of these things as my Father in Heaven blessing me.  He knows I couldn't have handled it if it had turned out in other ways.  I am grateful.  I am grateful that He has trusted me to go through these trials to help me grow and to learn.  Just always remember to always find the good in every trial and situation you are given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6975292248863251889?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6975292248863251889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6975292248863251889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6975292248863251889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6975292248863251889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-been-long-time-coming.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time coming..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5093599607471699560</id><published>2011-12-08T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T13:28:35.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry, Did my 'Existing' Inconvience You?</title><content type='html'>Life is pretty great right now.  I have no complaints..well minus the fact that I don't have a job..but I know something will come along. Eventually.  But yeah, I've been making some great friends and living the dream. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I'm sure most of you know, I can get annoyed with how idiotic people have become.  No one seems to have any common courtesy.  Seriously.  I don't know what it is, but I think most drivers just don't see me.  I mean, I'm sitting in my car driving in a parking lot when all of a sudden this crazy person just zips into a spot perpendicular to me.  So they came from the left and just kept going through to the spot.  It's not like I was going to take it so just calm down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other day at church I had to leave to get something for my calling and I was going straight and this woman just started to turn into a spot to the right of me.  but she was coming from the opposite direction from me and you know, common courtesy slash real life means the person turning doesn't have the right of way to just turn in front of someone as they are driving.  Oh but don't you worry..she did.  And don't worry that it took her what felt like 10 minutes to actually pull into the spot. Ridiculous. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then last night after the BYU basketball game(which we won!! 94-66) I was getting so frustrated with people cuz they really just don't know how to act in public settings and who should let who go first..but like seriously..it's just common sense..but we won't get into that.  Anyway the point of this story is that Daniel said, "I like your commentary on social rules!" hahaha I couldn't help but laugh..thennn I posted it on his facebook wall and this is what became of that statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:  ‎"I like your commentary on social rules." hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;daniel:  You should definitely write a book!&lt;br /&gt;daniel: Oh and call it "Hey Dummy, I'm Driving Here"&lt;br /&gt;daniel: Or "Wow, Did You Really Just Do That?"&lt;br /&gt;daniel: Or "GRRRR"&lt;br /&gt;daniel:  Or "What the Heck is Wrong with You?"&lt;br /&gt;daniel: Or "I'm Sorry, Did my 'Existing' Inconvience You?"&lt;br /&gt;me: hahahahah pretty sure I've said all of these!&lt;br /&gt;me: wow, we're awesome&lt;br /&gt;mom: I'll publish the book for you! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to sum this whole thing up..we are hilarious! Who wouldn't want to know us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5093599607471699560?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5093599607471699560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5093599607471699560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5093599607471699560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5093599607471699560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-sorry-did-my-existing-inconvience.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry, Did my &apos;Existing&apos; Inconvience You?'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1016294990867523457</id><published>2011-11-17T12:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:52:53.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Day..</title><content type='html'>This post is going to be all about the same day that I just posted about below.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up.  Did a few loads of laundry.  Cleaned the whole apartment.  Rearranged my room.  Applied to a few jobs.  Listened to some Justin Bieber.  Got my All-Sports Pass. Went to the basketball game. Got a free T-shirt.  Got Justin Bieber's perfume Someday. There was a free concert.  Saw Jimmer, Jackson Emery, and like all the basketball team after the game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that was it.  I don't remember..but I do remember that it was basically fantastic.  It was one of the best days I had had in a loooong time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1016294990867523457?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1016294990867523457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1016294990867523457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1016294990867523457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1016294990867523457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/11/same-day.html' title='Same Day..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2742343355410641657</id><published>2011-11-17T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:47:42.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Etiquette</title><content type='html'>Alrighty!  It has been a long time since I last blogged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night Daniel and I went to the first basketball game of the season(for BYU that is, cuz the NBA is still out)..it was a ton of fun.  We won against BYU-Hawaii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a free T-shirt and there was a free concert right after the game.  But here comes the best part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in front of us were 2 guys and 2 girls.  The girls couldn't see *I guess* so they kept standing up on the seat in front of them.  Well when they did that I couldn't see cuz I'm so short.  And of course they left their jackets and binders on their seats so I can't stand up there to see over them. It is safe to say that I was getting frustrated with the idiot-ness of the situation.  And there wasn't a person sitting directly on my right so I would move over a little to see.  Oh but I had to be careful because the girls jacket was all over the floor.  Then a bunch of guys come and sit with these girls so I have to move back down to where I was before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these 2 girls that are standing in front of me KEPT MOVING their heads so I would miss just about everything that was happening.  They weren't even watching the game.  So I was thinking, "girls, if you are just here to socialize go somewhere else."  oh oh and they would like move just enough to be in my way to talk to the 2 boys.  And they thought they were being cute..but I would like to say that they were not.  They were being so obnoxious.  To me, I think, if you're not going to actually watch the game step down so I can see.  Common courtesy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and some fans just don't know when to stop. For instance, one of the guys on the other team shot an air ball.  Of course they decide to chant it for a little bit when he would get the ball.  And I'm like, okay yeah this will die out.  NO! it did not.  They kept yelling it for like the next 30 minutes when the guy would get the ball.  I'm just like, SHUT UP!  That happened so long ago and he has been scoring all the points for their team..so please just get over yourselves..just like how I'm over you! haha wow, I sound so rude. lol..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here's something else that bugs me about some sporting events. (I saw this at the game too)..there's a guy and a girl..clearly they're dating..oh how do I know? Oh you know they are all over each other.  They aren't speaking to each other or cheering in the game..they are standing there super awkward-like and not moving.  I'm sorry, but a basketball game or any game is not a time to do this.  If you want to do that, go somewhere else.  It's distracting and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think people really know proper sports etiquette.  Next time, just get out of my way so I can actually watch the game. That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2742343355410641657?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2742343355410641657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2742343355410641657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2742343355410641657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2742343355410641657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/11/sports-etiquette.html' title='Sports Etiquette'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-3841489695886204314</id><published>2011-10-23T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:55:24.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bir..Happy Birrrth..I can't..now?..Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2L9FvCYvD8/TqTQ6Y9wI1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/rxdcPyny1u0/s1600/P1050023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2L9FvCYvD8/TqTQ6Y9wI1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/rxdcPyny1u0/s320/P1050023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666883932691374930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it's been a looooong time.  This week I'm going to try to catch you up on everything that's happened in the past..I don't know..my whole life I guess? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for a while there I was struggling with some things in my life..like getting a job and being stressed and running out of money. haha..and I my birthday was coming up and I was thinking I wasn't going to get to do anything cuz everyone was either in school or it was just a busy time.  BUUUT!! a little less than a week before my birthday my dad gave me a call...He asked me if I wanted to come home for my birthday and I was like..uhhh YES! haha..So I left the Friday before my birthday and came back to Utah the next Thursday(more like Friday).  It was a super fantastic birthday! Seriously, that weekend we went and saw a play put on by the high school and we got to watch General Conference.  General Conference will get it's own post eventually..but for now I'll just say that it was super amazing!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulIPu6jr3TM/TqTRdz_eX6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4VY9k8PpOl4/s1600/me%2Band%2Bfrancis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulIPu6jr3TM/TqTRdz_eX6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4VY9k8PpOl4/s320/me%2Band%2Bfrancis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666884541241778082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then came my BIRTHDAY! And if you know me at all..I LOOOOOVE BIRTHDAYS!  I just think they're such great days..and it should be celebrated all the time..seriously, I celebrate mine for at least a month after! Well for my birthday this year I got a new phone.  It's a Galaxy S II! Yeah, I'm cool I know. haha no but really this phone is so high tech and works wonders.  So my mom and I met up with my dad at the sprint store and got it.  After that my dad went back to work and my mom and I went to Panera Bread. Ummm...delicious! I even ran into my friend that I used to work with.  Good times.  But yeah, I ordered the Mac and Cheese.  Don't judge..I will always love that stuff, no matter how old I get.  Then I got to get my license renewed.  What a relief that was.  I didn't want a Utah one..sorry Utah..but no thanks. Then I got to take a little nap with one of my dogs.  Then we went to dinner at On the Border(clearly).  and then we had cake. seriously I couldn't have asked for a much better birthday!  I got to be home and all my siblings called and Scott called.  I couldn't have asked for anything better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y924hpCJ1nA/TqTRduH94qI/AAAAAAAAAfs/NNy_N_KdDZ0/s1600/me%2Band%2Bblake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y924hpCJ1nA/TqTRduH94qI/AAAAAAAAAfs/NNy_N_KdDZ0/s320/me%2Band%2Bblake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666884539666784930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah the rest of that week was great.  I got to see Blake who had just gotten home from his mission and I got to spend time with Sam and I went to Bailey's and saw some of my old co-workers.  I also made a QUILLOW! For those of you who don't know what a quillow is I feel sad for you and your life..haha jk jk..it's a quilt that folds up into a pillow..I'll post pictures..no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5DJdurOP6MQ/TqTQ5y1hBoI/AAAAAAAAAfU/b2rBa1aNxwc/s1600/P1050043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5DJdurOP6MQ/TqTQ5y1hBoI/AAAAAAAAAfU/b2rBa1aNxwc/s320/P1050043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666883922456282754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Esn0oD5SmCI/TqTTYFVEjqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/x1IPjYj0xbc/s1600/P1050038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Esn0oD5SmCI/TqTTYFVEjqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/x1IPjYj0xbc/s320/P1050038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666886641839804066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, that was a great time.  I got to the airport that Thursday afternoon and my flight kept getting delayed. We ended up getting on the plane around 11:30 and landed in Provo a little after 1.  I didn't get home and in bed until 2ish. Yeah, I was tired.  But I'm grateful for Scott who was willing to pick me up(even though he lived in Sandy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfeynoWHeq0/TqTQ5kjDW7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/qTZ7896s5wU/s1600/P1050014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zfeynoWHeq0/TqTQ5kjDW7I/AAAAAAAAAfI/qTZ7896s5wU/s320/P1050014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666883918620744626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that my parents noticed that I was needing a break from Utah and they were able to fly me home.  I love them so much and am grateful for all they do.  I don't think I could've asked for better parents. TRUTH!  I'm glad to be back.  I feel refreshed and ready to go.  I really do have the best family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-3841489695886204314?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3841489695886204314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=3841489695886204314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3841489695886204314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3841489695886204314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birhappy-birrrthi-cantnowhappy.html' title='Happy Bir..Happy Birrrth..I can&apos;t..now?..Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2L9FvCYvD8/TqTQ6Y9wI1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/rxdcPyny1u0/s72-c/P1050023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8764567677097819963</id><published>2011-09-24T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T14:09:59.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmer All-Star Game</title><content type='html'>I was lucky to get a ticket to the Jimmer All-Star Basketball game.  It was the 3rd row!!! It was so great.  All the players were hi-larious and everyone was just out there to have a good time.  This game had a lot of the NBA Rookies.  After watching all of them play I really hope we have a NBA season this year.  Well I wanted there to be a NBA season in the first place, but this just was the cherry on top.  One of my new favorite players is Isaiah Thomas.  He is actually going to be playing with Jimmer and Honeycut for the Kings.  Exciting huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I keep trying to upload photos but it's just not letting me..sorry..maybe another time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8764567677097819963?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8764567677097819963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8764567677097819963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8764567677097819963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8764567677097819963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/jimmer-all-star-game.html' title='Jimmer All-Star Game'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2517032920209061699</id><published>2011-09-24T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T14:02:16.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>So I've gotten rid of my facebook again.  And I love that facebook is always considered spelled incorrectly when I type it. haha..anyway..nothing is really new.  I just thought I'd blog about something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided chances of me actually going to Texas are very slim.  Because I need to get a job before I can do anything, but once I get a job chances are I won't be able to go on a vacation for a long time.  So yeah..but maybe in like a year.  Who actually knows? I should've just gone back in August when I planned on going...but I passed up that opportunity cuz I thought I might have been getting a job but I didn't. It's just a very emotional/stressful time right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I had to get my car registered in Utah(which I'm not excited about..cuz now I have a Utah license plate) and lucky me, my license expires out here so I have to get a Utah license..and apparently I have to take a test before getting a license out here..how ridiculous is that?  I've been driving since I was 15 and I have already had to take a test and a driving test, why should I have to take another test?  Whatever..I just think it's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, that just means it's almost my birthday!  Which I just love.  I love birthdays even though I don't even want anything or expect anything exciting.  But nonetheless it is going to be my birthday which means I'm going to be 21! Woo Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's all for this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2517032920209061699?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2517032920209061699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2517032920209061699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2517032920209061699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2517032920209061699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7733548519418602917</id><published>2011-09-20T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:32:46.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest ever..</title><content type='html'>So maybe I'm just bias, but I don't think I am..but I think my nephew is the cutest thing on this planet.  I haven't met him yet(but I do get a lot of pictures of him from my brother and sister-in-law), but I'm hoping to get there one day soon.  I have wanted to go since he was born.  So if anyone wants to donate money to help me get to Texas it would be greatly appreciated.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, he's so cute.  He's now 3 months old and is just growing and developing greatly.  I love him so much! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7733548519418602917?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7733548519418602917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7733548519418602917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7733548519418602917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7733548519418602917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/cutest-ever.html' title='Cutest ever..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1866771950204400579</id><published>2011-09-17T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T09:59:30.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>I know I have a lot of things I need to update you on that has happened in the past month or so..but I really want to tell you about my experience last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate, Claire, came to the BYU Hockey Game with me last night.  I'll just tell you now that we did lose. Bad.  But that's okay, luckily there are more games in the season.  So anyway, we are sitting in the seats we find just to hear someone call my name and to tell us to go sit on the FRONT ROW! Yes please! I love front row seats! (That person was Andrew, if you were wondering)  So we get up there and super pumped for our BYU team.  Then there were a few girls behind us who were yelling the whole time.  It's not like they were just yelling things like "hit him" "kill him"...see you expect that at a hockey game..cuz it's fun and who doesn't love a good fight in one of those games? haha...anyway..no the things they were saying makes me wonder where they learned to speak.  It was so offensive.  I wanted to just turn around and tell them to shut up.  But I don't like confrontation, so I kept it to myself.  And I'm sitting there thinking, girls when you say all that it just shows me that you are stupid and can't think up more clever things to say.  And it reflects poorly on their character.  I was embarrassed not only for them but for their parents and for BYU.  So there's those girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at one point this man stands up and yells something and ending it in the B-word.  One man sitting a few seats away from us turned around and asked him not to say that.  The guy got angry and was like, "This is a hockey game!  You're gonna hear that a hockey game! blah blah blah I'm an idiot" okay he didn't really say that last part, but that's what it sure sounded like.  The guy on the front row was just like, well you don't have to say it here..and the guy behind us was like just turn around..and the guy on the front row was like, be smart about this...and then a random guy in the crowd was like, come on guys..we're on the same team..let's just watch the game.  I was then thinking..wow..guys are idiots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then was thinking up other things to say to this young man(clearly I wasn't going to say it to his face..cuz he probably would've punched me..then he would've gone to jail..so maybe I should've) hahaha..anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking:  when you wake up in the morning who do you represent?  You not only represent yourself.  You represent your family, the Priesthood which you hold, the whole BYU, and the WHOLE CHURCH.  And when you talk like that you are bringing shame not only to yourself but to the whole church and you're basically mocking God.  Yes, we may be at a hockey game, but it's not a typical hockey game.  This is a BYU hockey game.  People expect to come here and have a good atmosphere around them.  So please, either shut up or get up and leave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, definitely didn't say that..but wouldn't that have been great if I had?  Maybe next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than those idiots, it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1866771950204400579?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1866771950204400579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1866771950204400579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1866771950204400579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1866771950204400579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1867044604139893163</id><published>2011-09-12T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:12:37.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation..what?</title><content type='html'>So I did it! I graduated from Brigham Young University with my Bachelors degree.  It was a great time.  I had family come and I even made friends while waiting to go into the Marriott Center.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I got to ring the victory bell!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4-dPH-jcCU/Tm52DnBrMHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/laQExcYOE6g/s1600/P1040747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4-dPH-jcCU/Tm52DnBrMHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/laQExcYOE6g/s320/P1040747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651584386784243826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both tried to kiss me..oh brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J1_5jko9EIw/Tm52DVaL10I/AAAAAAAAAe4/3nelRE4Apbw/s1600/P1040740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J1_5jko9EIw/Tm52DVaL10I/AAAAAAAAAe4/3nelRE4Apbw/s320/P1040740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651584382055208770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we actually got this same picture both days of graduation. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RfW9fSdeQNc/Tm52DMUL5kI/AAAAAAAAAew/TT2rKL2f10s/s1600/P1040742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RfW9fSdeQNc/Tm52DMUL5kI/AAAAAAAAAew/TT2rKL2f10s/s320/P1040742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651584379614127682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, I have a great family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljdfZYcIlTg/Tm52C6axh6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/oCS0t4m4guE/s1600/P1040734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ljdfZYcIlTg/Tm52C6axh6I/AAAAAAAAAeo/oCS0t4m4guE/s320/P1040734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651584374809921442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone find me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KSO1T_o894/Tm52CeOG6wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WnjKobxTEq8/s1600/P1040720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_KSO1T_o894/Tm52CeOG6wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WnjKobxTEq8/s320/P1040720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651584367240604418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1867044604139893163?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1867044604139893163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1867044604139893163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1867044604139893163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1867044604139893163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/09/graduationwhat.html' title='Graduation..what?'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y4-dPH-jcCU/Tm52DnBrMHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/laQExcYOE6g/s72-c/P1040747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8909543690872255313</id><published>2011-08-08T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:28:24.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGA53WgHmEY/TkCMlkAxFCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/1aDLaVUbevM/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGA53WgHmEY/TkCMlkAxFCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/1aDLaVUbevM/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638661310417802274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49 years ago today(sorry mom..haha) my amazing mom was born! Let me tell you a little about my mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is the smartest woman I know&lt;br /&gt;*She is the kindest person I have ever met&lt;br /&gt;*She cares about everyone and puts everyone before her own needs&lt;br /&gt;*She has been and will always be the best mom on this planet (I hope that one day I can be half the woman she is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to be her daughter.  I couldn't have picked someone better to raise me.  Her and my dad are basically perfect for each other and have so much love for each other and for the rest of my family.  I don't know where I would be without her.  I know at times I might think she's being annoying or she doesn't understand..but the truth is, she does know...and if she doesn't, she wants to know.  She always wants to help.  She is beautiful and I hope she knows that.  Growing up, when people would tell me I looked or acted like her...I would get so upset..but who else would I want to be like?  She is the epitome of an Angel.  I am grateful to her.  She has always been supportive of whatever I do.  I don't understand why more people aren't jealous of my mom.  She's just so great.  She has always had my back and all of my brothers backs...you just don't mess with us:  doctors, scout leader, teachers, anyone. hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she has some attractive kids! and she has done such a great job raising us.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1RXl_LaAns/TkCLc1dYEQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dx2G19KGii8/s1600/siblings%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q1RXl_LaAns/TkCLc1dYEQI/AAAAAAAAAd4/dx2G19KGii8/s320/siblings%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638660060970750210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..Mom...I love you and thanks for everything you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NRUoT6Jvc9o/TkCMkhXhkEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2DPE2VD6C7c/s1600/family%2B1990%2Bcropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NRUoT6Jvc9o/TkCMkhXhkEI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2DPE2VD6C7c/s320/family%2B1990%2Bcropped.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638661292528078914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpQTDZrPcXE/TkCMk5Il8ZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VFmxbUi0ivM/s1600/family%2B1992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpQTDZrPcXE/TkCMk5Il8ZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VFmxbUi0ivM/s320/family%2B1992.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638661298907902354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_3_O8LZSsU/TkCMlc39llI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Q-s-QPLL3vU/s1600/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_3_O8LZSsU/TkCMlc39llI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Q-s-QPLL3vU/s320/family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638661308501825106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8909543690872255313?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8909543690872255313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8909543690872255313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8909543690872255313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8909543690872255313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGA53WgHmEY/TkCMlkAxFCI/AAAAAAAAAeY/1aDLaVUbevM/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7845448878380392730</id><published>2011-08-08T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T18:06:09.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out that I have a job interview tomorrow.  I'm excited about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's this pizza place in Provo called SLAB Pizza.  Let me tell ya, it's so delish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another note:  I graduate in THREE days!  But I walk on Friday..so that'll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMqfoz_igtw/TkCHyEnmOSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kEqr6UrCQhE/s1600/melinda%2Bkneel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMqfoz_igtw/TkCHyEnmOSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kEqr6UrCQhE/s320/melinda%2Bkneel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638656027770894626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is great.  ps the photo and announcement was done by my amazing Aunt Christie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7845448878380392730?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7845448878380392730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7845448878380392730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7845448878380392730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7845448878380392730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/08/ohhhh-yeah.html' title='Ohhhh yeah!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMqfoz_igtw/TkCHyEnmOSI/AAAAAAAAAdw/kEqr6UrCQhE/s72-c/melinda%2Bkneel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1368037300068763620</id><published>2011-07-28T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T18:36:57.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Step in Life...</title><content type='html'>Since I'm graduating in 2 weeks from today, it's important that I take a look at what I'm going to do after graduation.  I have been looking for a job for the past four months or so and nothing ever seems to be promising...but that's okay.  It clearly just means it's not the job I'm supposed to get.  And when it's the right time it'll happen.  But I love it that everyone gives me their advice about what I should do...I'll tell you what people have been telling me...some i'll use their real names..others I won't..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most common advice people tell me is to go get married.  Trust me, I would love to..but it's not the right time for that...clearly. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next some people say I should go to grad school. umm no thanks.  I do not want to go into debt for something that could very possibly kill me. haha..I think I'm done for school for now..if I go to any other school, it'll probably be culinary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then many people say I should go on a mission.  Well, I've thought about that and feel like it's just not for me..or at least right now..so who knows? maybe one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm planning on is getting a job somewhere.  The next question most people ask is, well what do you want to do?  well, I don't know. haha I wouldn't mind being a receptionist somewhere.  I do that now and I love it.  But I will take anything that seems interesting to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the full-time employees I work with told me not to get a job..because once I get a job, I'll end up working for the next 50 or so years. haha...I like his advice...except a job would be nice.  It'll keep me busy and help me meet people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another full-time employee I talked to today told me whatever I do, I should be passionate about it; otherwise, I will find excuses to quit from the moment I start it.  &lt;&lt;I like that advice, too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another thing...people have all these expectations of me but I won't be able to do it all...I mean, why would I do something that doesn't interest me?  I don't want to be miserable in my life..ya know?  I'd rather do something I love than do something I hate..it's a very simple concept in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't really have any plans I will find something that I should do..hopefully sooner than later.  Once I find a job, I just want to love it...which I'm sure I will...I just have to trust that it'll all work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1368037300068763620?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1368037300068763620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1368037300068763620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1368037300068763620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1368037300068763620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/07/next-step-in-life.html' title='Next Step in Life...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5598097856669188539</id><published>2011-07-27T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:02:42.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilates...what?</title><content type='html'>So recently I decided to try Pilates.  Let me tell ya...it. is. not. easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women teaching it make it look so easy.  Then you try it and you're like, my body is supposed to do what?  Luckily, it always works out and it feels good.  Let's be honest for the next little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt so bad right now..it hurts to move or to do just about anything besides sit here and type on this computer..but it feels so good.  For some reason even though it hurts, just knowing that I am getting into shape it makes it not hurt so bad.  And for that I am thankful..otherwise I would never work-out.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't done Pilates, I suggest you give it a try...it's fun. it's painful. it's so worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5598097856669188539?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5598097856669188539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5598097856669188539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5598097856669188539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5598097856669188539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/07/pilateswhat.html' title='Pilates...what?'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1040835902928187520</id><published>2011-07-25T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:09:26.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blog</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make another blog.  I will still use this one for my life.  But this other one is all about food.  Please check it out and follow me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://deliciousfoodbymelroobyu.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1040835902928187520?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1040835902928187520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1040835902928187520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1040835902928187520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1040835902928187520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-blog.html' title='Food Blog'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6751271122114363153</id><published>2011-07-25T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:45:52.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>So I decided to change the design of my blog.  It seems a bit too busy for me..but I will work on it some more to make it juuuuust right. I have a question..how do you make it so you can get more than one picture up right next to each other?  Anytime I try anything, it only allows me to have the one picture and it's usually sooo big.  Any ideas would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just 2 1/2 more weeks at this job..then I really need to get a new one.  I've been looking everywhere.  I know that if I continue to look and figure things out, I'll be able to find something that works best for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I was able to go up to Ogden and spend time with my moms side of the family.  It was pretty fun.  Friday night we went to dinner and then I watched some Ghost show with my aunt.  Then Saturday we went and saw 17 Miracles(which is a really great movie).  Then I went to Walmart with my aunt Cyndi.  Then around 7:30 I went over to Christie's house and we went out to get pictures of me for my graduation announcements.  She is a great photographer and we had a lot of fun.  Then yesterday I went to my grandparents ward and then had some delicious food and had a birthday party with my cousins.  Overall it was a great weekend.  And luckily, today is still the weekend. In Utah we celebrate the day the Pioneers made it to Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at1u--Vau0Q/Ti3j_4oIALI/AAAAAAAAAdo/f50KwR_WpVI/s1600/P1010843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at1u--Vau0Q/Ti3j_4oIALI/AAAAAAAAAdo/f50KwR_WpVI/s320/P1010843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633409395582304434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6751271122114363153?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6751271122114363153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6751271122114363153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6751271122114363153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6751271122114363153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at1u--Vau0Q/Ti3j_4oIALI/AAAAAAAAAdo/f50KwR_WpVI/s72-c/P1010843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1573633781415132226</id><published>2011-07-13T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:11:12.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion 2011</title><content type='html'>So I ended up being able to go to my family reunion last week.  My cousin-in-law Jill gave me the idea.  And I'm so glad I went.  I really needed a vacation.  And it was super fun.  We got to Colorado Friday afternoon.  Saturday we went and saw Super 8(which is a really good movie by the way)...Sunday we went to the reunion up in Buena Vista.  The people there pronounce it like Boo-na Vista..weird huh? hahaha..oh well.  Monday was the 4th of July..we went ATVing and watched fireworks. Tuesday I went to town with my mom and Cami and then we went to a ghost town to feed chipmunks but it was pouring rain, so we didn't get to do it.  Wednesday we went horseback riding.  Thursday we went Zip Lining. and Friday we drove back to Parker and we came back to Utah Saturday.  It was a very fun week.  I only have pictures from horseback riding..but hopefully my family will post the other pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nyKWI_OqyMQ/Th3Ray176BI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IUl0HiRRPdo/s1600/P1010800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nyKWI_OqyMQ/Th3Ray176BI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IUl0HiRRPdo/s320/P1010800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628885367537788946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTzsaMtO-DA/Th3RagFZIYI/AAAAAAAAAdM/f5NqaUnufqc/s1600/P1010847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTzsaMtO-DA/Th3RagFZIYI/AAAAAAAAAdM/f5NqaUnufqc/s320/P1010847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628885362502345090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxmnCvQljNs/Th3RaGJj6QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ye-Jl4o3aOY/s1600/P1010822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxmnCvQljNs/Th3RaGJj6QI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ye-Jl4o3aOY/s320/P1010822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628885355540506882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYkRNtNUUHg/Th3RZmTzbvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/q7ZokJt8JBY/s1600/P1010802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYkRNtNUUHg/Th3RZmTzbvI/AAAAAAAAAc8/q7ZokJt8JBY/s320/P1010802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628885346993532658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1573633781415132226?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1573633781415132226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1573633781415132226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1573633781415132226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1573633781415132226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-reunion-2011.html' title='Family Reunion 2011'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nyKWI_OqyMQ/Th3Ray176BI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IUl0HiRRPdo/s72-c/P1010800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-677208906570181303</id><published>2011-06-24T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T20:24:37.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Whip My Hair Back and Forth..well I used to</title><content type='html'>Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8dtUgdV8U/TgVUmssMZuI/AAAAAAAAAck/qK7iSOxT5ug/s1600/CIMG0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8dtUgdV8U/TgVUmssMZuI/AAAAAAAAAck/qK7iSOxT5ug/s320/CIMG0769.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621992733650216674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After...&lt;br /&gt;(one foot got chopped off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkGTNuQN8dY/TgVUnAY7-GI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NlNr45CS5lE/s1600/CIMG0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkGTNuQN8dY/TgVUnAY7-GI/AAAAAAAAAcs/NlNr45CS5lE/s320/CIMG0772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621992738938157154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm-6vm4MbUE/TgVUnIWqPvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_sLO4D5-mqs/s1600/CIMG0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm-6vm4MbUE/TgVUnIWqPvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/_sLO4D5-mqs/s320/CIMG0776.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621992741076090610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-677208906570181303?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/677208906570181303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=677208906570181303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/677208906570181303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/677208906570181303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-whip-my-hair-back-and-forthwell-i.html' title='I Whip My Hair Back and Forth..well I used to'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8dtUgdV8U/TgVUmssMZuI/AAAAAAAAAck/qK7iSOxT5ug/s72-c/CIMG0769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1733339241251766888</id><published>2011-06-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T20:09:35.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep!</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while...so let me update you on some recent greatness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I just ordered my cap and gown..so this is for real now!&lt;br /&gt;*I AM AN AUNT TO A NEPHEW!&lt;br /&gt;*The Mavs won the finals&lt;br /&gt;*I decided that I'm going to stay in UTah&lt;br /&gt;*I ended up getting a room to myself this summer term&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there was other things, but I can't think of them right now! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, life is good and I'm happy.  I feel like things are starting to fall into place for me.  Not sure exactly what I'm going to do, but I'm feeling better about it all.  Well..that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want Justin Bieber's new perfume! hahaha..jk jk..but seriously, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1733339241251766888?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1733339241251766888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1733339241251766888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1733339241251766888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1733339241251766888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/yep.html' title='Yep!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7536947699033147269</id><published>2011-06-10T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T18:51:43.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This One's for You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8C1h9SdI_k/TfLKGldcc8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Mz7gL4B2iaE/s1600/Melinda%2BHead%2BShot%2B%25285x7%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8C1h9SdI_k/TfLKGldcc8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Mz7gL4B2iaE/s320/Melinda%2BHead%2BShot%2B%25285x7%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616773899768067010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that title is not a hint at anything..hahaha and it's really not for you and me..it's more for me! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is about what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I worked all morning until about 12:30.  I then rushed over to American Fork for a job interview.  Then I had to rush back to Provo to study for my final that was at 5.  I took my FINAL FINAL! yep, you read that right..it was my last final of all time.  It was a pretty easy final.  I was out of there before 6:00.  I got home and my brother, Daniel, brought me some congratulatory brownies..soo nice huh? I really do have a great family.  Then I watched the MAVS game.  Can I just tell you? OH MY WORD! It was awesome..the series is now 3-2 Mavs.  I really think the Mavs will get it this year.  They want it more. I want it more.  It's suuuuper exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, back to me being done with school...It hasn't really hit me yet.  Probably because it's been about 24 hours.  haha..and it's not like I had school on Fridays anyway.  So yeah..I wonder how it'll be in a few weeks when it really hits me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I don't really have anything else to say..I'm just super excited to be done with college...Guys...I'm 20 and graduated from college. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another side note..I am going to become an aunt ANY day now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7536947699033147269?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7536947699033147269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7536947699033147269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7536947699033147269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7536947699033147269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-ones-for-you-and-me.html' title='This One&apos;s for You and Me'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y8C1h9SdI_k/TfLKGldcc8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Mz7gL4B2iaE/s72-c/Melinda%2BHead%2BShot%2B%25285x7%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5724571693417036683</id><published>2011-06-06T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:36:50.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>So June has been a crazy..not so fun month so far.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of June was probably one of the worst days.  First at work some things just didn't work out how I wanted to..but I'm not going to say what or why..because this is public.  haha..but theeeennn I get home and check the mail.  It was my deposit from living in Alpine Apartments and the house.  I was thinking, oh good..something that will great. FALSE.  It said that all my fees and stuff added up to $230..and the deposit was only $200..but don't worry they said they'll waive the $30 fee.  excuse me?? How could I have a fee?  It's ridiculous.  But I'll just say I was not happy about the whole thing and I let them know.  I came to conclusion that they were right in the fee part..but there's just so many other things I find wrong with the whole ordeal..no worries, I reported them to off-campus housing. haha..I ask myself..Melinda did you take this too far?  and my answer is NO WAY!! They treated us poorly.  They would never do anything about maintenance that needed to be done...and let's be honest, that house has a MOLD PROBLEM..ummm eww gross.  not cool.  but hey, I gave them a chance to make it up, and they didn't..so now it's in other people's hands. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing..I have strep throat..again. For the second time this year.  This has not been my healthiest year..and I have NO CLUE why. But hey, I went to the doctor today and got some antibiotics..so you know..life is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I've been sick I've been watching a BUNCH of movies.  It's been great just laying on the couch watching movies.  I feel like I haven't been able to relax in such a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been thinking about what to do with my life.  Honestly, it is the most stressful thing on this planet.  People keep telling me this is an exciting time of my life..but I don't believe them.  If I knew what I was doing then maybe it would be exciting.  But instead, I am constantly thinking about all the what-if's.  And it is not fun.  I've been looking for jobs here in Utah County for the past few months.  But I just decided/felt like I should look at jobs in Colorado.  Here are the problems/concerns I have about going there:  I would probably have to live at my parents house for a while..and I didn't want to do that;  I would have to leave behind my brothers;  the single's ward...but in Colorado, I could make more money;  I wouldn't have to get a Utah license or license plate(that's not even a real reason...I just think it's funny); I would be close to my parents;  Colorado has awesome weather; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then here's things for Utah:  a lot of my friends live out here; my brothers are out here; it's cheap to live.  here are negatives:  I would have to live in Utah; I would have to get a license here;  I probably wouldn't be able to find as good of a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I don't know.  I guess I'll just keep looking and see if I can find anything.  What do you guys think?  Not saying I'll do what you say, but I want to hear people's opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5724571693417036683?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5724571693417036683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5724571693417036683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5724571693417036683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5724571693417036683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/06/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7600295709011649662</id><published>2011-05-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T14:21:35.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin the Good Life</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the vent yesterday..I'm really not upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a crazy dream last.  I won't tell you all about it or anything, but I will let you know that in it I eloped.  haha..it was crazy.  Don't worry, I wrote like 5 or 6 pages about it in my journal..and so..one day either when I'm super old or dead, you will know what it says..but until then..just know it happened. In my dream that is.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I forgot to say that yesterday I got to meet my old roommate's baby.  She is suuuper cute.  She was born on Monday and is a calm baby..until she started crying..then she went back to her mom.  haha..that's the beauty of other people's children:  hold them or play with them until they cry, then give them back to their parents.  So I'm trying this new cake today.  When it's completely done and if it turns out great, then I'll upload photos of it and let you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I should probably go do some homework or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted you all to know that I'm really not upset..even though it sounded like I might've been in my previous post.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well until next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QeyavwBHYU/TdgstjyG_RI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hi-5ryhVnJM/s1600/cambrie%2Band%2Bme%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QeyavwBHYU/TdgstjyG_RI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hi-5ryhVnJM/s320/cambrie%2Band%2Bme%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609282497101102354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7600295709011649662?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7600295709011649662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7600295709011649662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7600295709011649662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7600295709011649662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/05/livin-good-life.html' title='Livin the Good Life'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QeyavwBHYU/TdgstjyG_RI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/hi-5ryhVnJM/s72-c/cambrie%2Band%2Bme%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-3003813144430479399</id><published>2011-05-20T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:19:30.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>I'm not real sure what I should blog here so I'm just going to write what comes to my mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I get an e-mail from BYU.  Guess what it says?  It says, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear BYU Alumna/Alumnus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOAAA! Really?  That is a crazy feeling.  haha..weird huh?  But suuper exciting.  I wasn't expecting it at all.  But hey, I'm about to join the association of Alumni from Brigham Young University.  hahaha..I still can't get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to announce that I have finished all my assignments for my online class.  Now I just have to wait for the professor to grade them all..then i can take my final and ba-da-bing..DONE! bahaha..I'm super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to express one of my BIGGEST pet peeves.  I am going to graduate with a BS in Home and Family Living.  People give me the worst time about it.  They always say that I won't go anywhere in my life because of it.  Well ya know what?? Who cares?  At least I'm doing something that I love..and guess what..I'll actually get to get any job that many other majors can get...but the thing is I don't want to do those jobs.  So why would I want to do that?  Anyway...if you have a problem with me or my major..just keep it to yourself..cuz if you tell me, I might just get upset because you have no clue what you're talking about.  k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna give me junk about liking Justin Bieber?  I don't care.  Just cuz I like him and you don't..doesn't mean you have to rude about it...it just means we have different opinions.  But being a jerk isn't the answer to your or my problems.  So give it a rest...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great...school's almost over...cleaning checks are tomorrow and my cleaning is complete...AND it's the weekend! hollaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz9p6ZpELyI/TdcSpAB4HFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B8eMGACxzFE/s1600/_DSC1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz9p6ZpELyI/TdcSpAB4HFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B8eMGACxzFE/s320/_DSC1202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608972356505050194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-3003813144430479399?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3003813144430479399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=3003813144430479399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3003813144430479399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3003813144430479399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wz9p6ZpELyI/TdcSpAB4HFI/AAAAAAAAAcI/B8eMGACxzFE/s72-c/_DSC1202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5446501466285098351</id><published>2011-05-07T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:16:59.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regency</title><content type='html'>Lucky for all of you..this is my third post in one day!!! exciting isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved.  I am now out of that crummy house and in an apartment again.  I now live in the Regency Apartments.  They are pretty awesome...There are six girls to an apartment.  2 girls to a room..2 bathrooms..a nice kitchen...a nice living room..and STOARGE! awesome huh?  I did what I typically do and moved into a place without knowing anyone that I'm living with.  Seriously, it always seems to work out.  It is terrifying at first, like before you actually move in because you think..what if I don't get along with them?  what if they don't like me? what if they're slobs? what if, what if what if?  There's a whole big list of what ifs...but it's all good.  Three of my roommates are fresh out of living in the dorms..hahaha and the other two are juniors.  I would also like to point out that I am the OLDEST one in the apartment..does this ever happen to me? nope. I'm always the youngest and always anticipated being the youngest..but this time I'm the oldest.  It's kinda weird..but I like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think this is going to be a great experience living here.  And none of them think I'm a freak with this rash or because I talk A LOT! sometimes I think I talk too much..but I just can't help it. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, my roommates are cool.  My apartment is cool.  My life is cool.  I am cool. hahaha totally kidding..but not really..cuz i am cool..anyway..that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zVbUbinlRg/TcV-bls0DCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0rB2u9-uwpU/s1600/P1010715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zVbUbinlRg/TcV-bls0DCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0rB2u9-uwpU/s320/P1010715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604024323774090274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hRRJ2dW3qk/TcV-bWwCAaI/AAAAAAAAAb4/boE45y_BMb4/s1600/P1010714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hRRJ2dW3qk/TcV-bWwCAaI/AAAAAAAAAb4/boE45y_BMb4/s320/P1010714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604024319761056162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtmJyP-Qmqs/TcV-a1NaWAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2stFvZHl3E8/s1600/P1010713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtmJyP-Qmqs/TcV-a1NaWAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2stFvZHl3E8/s320/P1010713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604024310757480450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_M-IpjVpw0/TcV-aaUNKlI/AAAAAAAAAbo/tVsi73EnAXQ/s1600/P1010712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_M-IpjVpw0/TcV-aaUNKlI/AAAAAAAAAbo/tVsi73EnAXQ/s320/P1010712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604024303538219602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnG8QKip8X8/TcV-aN9oy6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/53FWf3BjIJk/s1600/P1010711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnG8QKip8X8/TcV-aN9oy6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/53FWf3BjIJk/s320/P1010711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604024300222335906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5446501466285098351?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5446501466285098351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5446501466285098351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5446501466285098351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5446501466285098351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/05/regency.html' title='Regency'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zVbUbinlRg/TcV-bls0DCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/0rB2u9-uwpU/s72-c/P1010715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-4491024266462405541</id><published>2011-05-07T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:56:19.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By Small and Simple things...</title><content type='html'>This is the third time I've been able to attend Women's Conference.  This was by far the best one I've been to.  I learned so much and had tons of fun.  There were some really great speakers:  Cecil, Ann Dibb, Julie Beck, Elder Bednar, Virginia something and many others.  The theme was By Small and Simple Things Are Great Things Brought To Pass...ummm it was so great.  The first speaker talked a lot about prayer and how we must continue to do it day after day year after year.  Prayer is a small and simple thing, but by doing it regularly it brings about great blessings.  How true.  I had never thought of it as a small and simple thing though, but it really is.  It's just like conversing with your best friend:  it takes no effort and you can talk about anything and in return you could get advice or guidance or sometimes you just need someone to listen.  And let me tell ya something:  Heavenly Father is the best listener and gives the best guidance especially since he knows all.  Why wouldn't you want to talk to Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended with my mom, my aunt Christie and my sister-in-law Cami.  SO MUCH FUN!  My mom, my aunt and myself stayed in the dorms and Cami would just meet up with us when she got out of her classes.  Seriously, so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Thursday of Women's Conference they have a concert.  They always have great performers.  I personally prefer the singers or the upbeat songs..the ones where they're just the violin kinda bore me and put me to sleep.  Nothing against the violin but I go to these things to have fun and dance.  Anyway..Kirby Heyborne MCd the event.  I think he did a really good job..I mean, he is no Hilary Weeks, but he worked it.  hahaha other performers were:  David Osmond, Hilary Weeks, Josh Wright, Vocal Point, and a few other randoms...but it was so good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well below are a bunch of pictures from our time at Women's Conference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4o3EKX4LKY/TcV5eiqwg4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/G1gm5Pn56Fs/s1600/P1010702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4o3EKX4LKY/TcV5eiqwg4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/G1gm5Pn56Fs/s320/P1010702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604018876941632386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ_oYfAeTnU/TcV5QiiPbDI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0hWnAmC_KiA/s1600/P1010700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5aD72ocJ07A/TcV5P-b7KWI/AAAAAAAAAbA/omecV1N8B3k/s320/P1010687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604018626697570658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfiBd8DJqKA/TcV5PiU40CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/vFjo89J79A0/s1600/P1010682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfiBd8DJqKA/TcV5PiU40CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/vFjo89J79A0/s320/P1010682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604018619151863842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V0aevKpdgkE/TcV5PYVEWJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/sNaAyRUbCfs/s1600/P1010681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V0aevKpdgkE/TcV5PYVEWJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/sNaAyRUbCfs/s320/P1010681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604018616468265106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-4491024266462405541?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4491024266462405541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=4491024266462405541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4491024266462405541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4491024266462405541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/05/by-small-and-simple-things.html' title='By Small and Simple things...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K4o3EKX4LKY/TcV5eiqwg4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/G1gm5Pn56Fs/s72-c/P1010702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8419352179466012162</id><published>2011-05-07T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:37:28.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tender Mercies</title><content type='html'>So I finally went to the doctor about my nasty rash. haha..no worries..it's exactly what I thought I had.  So lucky me..it'll go away on its own.  But because mine was the worst case of it my doctor had seen, he gave me some medication to ease some of the itch and the inflammation(which is a really gross word by the way).  The medication had it's little side-effects at first..but that's cuz my body hates medicine.  haha so the first few times I took it I was suuuuper drowsy and dizzy.  Not a good combo if you ask me.  But my body is used to it now.  I mean, I do still get tired, but that's not much of a change from my daily life. haha but I would like to point out that it seems to be working.  It's not going to cure it(it'll go away on it's own) but it is helping me.  I've been able to sleep.  I did wake up several times during the night this past week itching..but I would like to say that I woke up maybe once last night and fell right back asleep.  That was the most restful sleep I have experienced in quite some time.  Thank you medicine(Even though I don't really like you)hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, another way to help it from getting worse is to get rid of stress.  So that's what I did..I decided it was either going to have to be school or work that I needed to get rid of.  Clearly I can't just stop working..I need the money.  But I also needed some of the credits I was taking.  But let's just say I dropped the class I didn't need and my life is great.  It was a big process though because it's my last semester and I work on campus..but it all got figured out.  Less responsibility..more rest..more fun..more me. I love it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two experiences are tender mercies in my life.  The Lord is truly watching out for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDphvFXRoFc/TcV1MFUijWI/AAAAAAAAAao/GPr2rbQ3DXE/s1600/P1010680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDphvFXRoFc/TcV1MFUijWI/AAAAAAAAAao/GPr2rbQ3DXE/s320/P1010680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604014161779658082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8419352179466012162?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8419352179466012162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8419352179466012162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8419352179466012162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8419352179466012162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/05/tender-mercies.html' title='Tender Mercies'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDphvFXRoFc/TcV1MFUijWI/AAAAAAAAAao/GPr2rbQ3DXE/s72-c/P1010680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6977992787821584224</id><published>2011-05-01T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:04:07.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the Priesthood</title><content type='html'>So a few weeks ago I started getting this sick rash.  I thought maybe it was bed bugs or chicken pox(but I have already had chicken pox and a vaccine for it).  So I ruled that out.  I then looked up things about bed bugs..and it just didn't match.  I thought it might have been bed bugs just cuz it would either get worse or multiply in the night.  But then I started looking up all these other random rashes that it could be.  I came to the conclusion that it's this weird thing call Pityriasis Rosea.  It's pretty gross if you ask me.  Not only is it gross but it ITCHES so bad.  Luckily it's not contagious so I could keep doing the things that needed to be done and not infect anyone around me.  Cuz trust me, I would not want ANYONE(even evil people) to experience this. It's very uncomfortable and makes you look like a mutant.  Or at least I think I look like a mutant.  And it's like clockwork:  every night around 1 or 2 in the morning I start to itch EVERYWHERE and I usually can't get back to sleep for 2 to 2 1/2 hours(and let me tell ya..me with no sleep is not a pretty sight).  But I just got a blessing from my sweet brother, Daniel and he was accompanied by my cousin, Gavin.  How kind right?  And can I say, I love the power of the priesthood and I know that it is true and can truly work miracles.  I'm not healed of it(I wasn't anticipating that to happen, just cuz I think it's something I need to be going through, but I did want to be comforted and to feel better and actually get a full nights sleep).  So the blessing is exactly what I needed.  I look at my life and at the life of those around me and I can't see how anyone could possibly live without the power of the priesthood in their lives.  I am so grateful for it and I extremely grateful to have brothers, a dad, family members and other great, worthy men in my life.  I have seen the power of the priesthood not only affect my life, but the lives of many people around me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AneiaQrskA/Tb3ji_wSGNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BTmdkUiSjR0/s1600/josiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AneiaQrskA/Tb3ji_wSGNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BTmdkUiSjR0/s320/josiah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601883701887768786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my awesome brother Josiah!  He is always there for me.  I love talking to him and am so grateful that he is my big brother! Love him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEw87BMZzmU/Tb3jisuDCCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Q2Ammb-Tn8c/s1600/gavin%2Band%2Bme%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEw87BMZzmU/Tb3jisuDCCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Q2Ammb-Tn8c/s320/gavin%2Band%2Bme%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601883696778119202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my cousin Gavin.  He lives with Daniel.  I have never really grown up around him and I'm grateful for the opportunity to be closer to him and to get to know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFUDhJPs7-4/Tb3jiFf3GGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1v2ow3_16M0/s1600/yo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFUDhJPs7-4/Tb3jiFf3GGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/1v2ow3_16M0/s320/yo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601883686249633890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cody, Daniel and I in California. It's been great having these two around while attending BYU.  They are always there for me and are super fun to hang out with! Love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPcUj1lpBoc/Tb3jho5EUSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/FufUaalyLHw/s1600/P1010445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPcUj1lpBoc/Tb3jho5EUSI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/FufUaalyLHw/s320/P1010445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601883678570729762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This me me with my dad and my brother Jeremy.  They are truly great. I love them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see my life without any of these men in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just remember that the Priesthood couldn't be complete without the woman..which is why I think it's appropriate to show you my mom. The woman who has been there for us all even when her life might seem difficult.  She always puts us ahead of herself.  And I love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHnXlmgSMYI/Tb3mv2MZndI/AAAAAAAAAag/1V_zjJJ6YNU/s1600/P1010681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XHnXlmgSMYI/Tb3mv2MZndI/AAAAAAAAAag/1V_zjJJ6YNU/s320/P1010681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601887221194530258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6977992787821584224?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6977992787821584224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6977992787821584224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6977992787821584224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6977992787821584224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/05/power-of-priesthood.html' title='The Power of the Priesthood'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AneiaQrskA/Tb3ji_wSGNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BTmdkUiSjR0/s72-c/josiah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1651334566339040292</id><published>2011-04-18T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T12:31:57.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Could've Had It All</title><content type='html'>It's true.  I just took my last final of the semester.  We watched Tangled. Is there even a better final than that? I doubt it... I keep thinking it's my lasts final forever..but let's be real here..I have two more during spring term. lame. But hey, I'm ALMOST DONE! People ask me what I'm going to do after I graduate..no clue. So let's not talk about that.  Instead let's talk about my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is pretty awesome.  I took and survived five of my six finals on Saturday.  And this means...I'M DONE WITH COMPUTER SCIENCE! thank goodness..I don't know if I could've handled that class much longer.  But let's be honest.  There's no way I would've been able to get through that class without my amazing brother, Cody.  No lies.  So many times I wanted to give up, but he kept pushing me to finish it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me tell you of an experience I had on Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the Tanner Building studying for one of my finals and I looked up when someone walked out there.  I looked at him and was like, whoa he looks familiar, how do I know him? Then I looked away..then it hit me. IT WAS... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8-1yNraE5g/TayPoBu2zeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/tSuab3NTu5w/s1600/justin_bieber_C_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8-1yNraE5g/TayPoBu2zeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/tSuab3NTu5w/s320/justin_bieber_C_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597006354737188322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN BIEBER! totally kidding..not that famous. haha but it was Jackson Emery.  I was like, oh my goodness best day of my life.  I texted Cody telling him that I was looking at Jackson Emery at that very moment.  Cody just said, "Oh that's cool.  Just remember Melinda..he's a married man!" hahaha what did he think I was going to do? lol..but he walked into the bathroom and I got my camera on my phone ready.  I had to turn the flash off so he wouldn't know I was snapping a picture of him. (stalker much?)  Sadly the pictures didn't turn out so great..but hey, I'm still good at what I do. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9m94NnW3Pw/TayQzYLpj3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/0hTF0TOwGgc/s1600/jackson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e9m94NnW3Pw/TayQzYLpj3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/0hTF0TOwGgc/s320/jackson2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597007649253724018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-on8mwUjCE4M/TayRDQPleGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rqjlhmB59r8/s1600/jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-on8mwUjCE4M/TayRDQPleGI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rqjlhmB59r8/s320/jackson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597007922000656482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps..&lt;br /&gt;my blog title has to do with the song called Rolling in the Deep by Adele..if you haven't heard it..look it up and listen to it. that's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1651334566339040292?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1651334566339040292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1651334566339040292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1651334566339040292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1651334566339040292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-couldve-had-it-all.html' title='We Could&apos;ve Had It All'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--8-1yNraE5g/TayPoBu2zeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/tSuab3NTu5w/s72-c/justin_bieber_C_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5342711096388938115</id><published>2011-04-10T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:08:11.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLvuNm083rY/TaIpX3MKr1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/xAj2P7k3WNg/s1600/oh%2Byeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLvuNm083rY/TaIpX3MKr1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/xAj2P7k3WNg/s320/oh%2Byeah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079177076289362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday Melissa, Sara and I attended our senior celebration.  Let me tell ya, it was so much fun.  We got there and there was a TON of free food.  They basically just handed it to us:  there was pizza, burgers, creamery ice cream, chips and drinks.  There was no limit to how much you could have.  Let me tell ya, it was DELISH! i absolutely loved it.  We then went to the ballroom where they were having a raffle. I didn't win..don't worry. haha after some prizes, Cecil came to speak to us.  He's just an amazing man and I love him.  Then the Folk Dance Group came and performed.  Oh man, it was so much fun.  I was going crazy the whole night.  The people behind me were giving me confidence that I was going to win something.  It was great.  But of course, the guy right next to me was like, "You didn't win..AGAIN." Ruuude. haha but it was funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAnNnZ6maHk/TaIpHlbQ2KI/AAAAAAAAAXw/8ce_IJrePRU/s1600/CIMG0711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAnNnZ6maHk/TaIpHlbQ2KI/AAAAAAAAAXw/8ce_IJrePRU/s320/CIMG0711.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594078897429862562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As things are coming to an end, I just feel like I should be so grateful for the opportunity I had to actually attend college at BYU.  It has been a great place. I have met some amazing people.  I don't know where I'd be without all these people in my life.  I have made some friends here that I hope to keep for the rest of my life.  And even though things aren't how I expected them to be, I know that God has a plan for me and is looking out for me.  Easier said than understood or even believed..but hey, it's true.  And I know that there are great things out there for me.  So bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0R6pQybUEA/TaIpigiDyzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9w5cjRGWVLk/s1600/CIMG0635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0R6pQybUEA/TaIpigiDyzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9w5cjRGWVLk/s320/CIMG0635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079359972657970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So below are going to be a collection of pics that I have from this school year.  NOt all of them..but enough.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Luq06Pu4eo/TaIpyxMU1aI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FvjQqtfyMkE/s1600/CIMG0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Luq06Pu4eo/TaIpyxMU1aI/AAAAAAAAAYo/FvjQqtfyMkE/s320/CIMG0646.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079639322809762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN0ckHVn31s/TaIpyt3KJdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XXvVtuPkVbc/s1600/CIMG0582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN0ckHVn31s/TaIpyt3KJdI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XXvVtuPkVbc/s320/CIMG0582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079638428722642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ9tvI3l9zY/TaIpyRfX6dI/AAAAAAAAAYY/QkuDE0iDiZ0/s1600/CIMG0505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ9tvI3l9zY/TaIpyRfX6dI/AAAAAAAAAYY/QkuDE0iDiZ0/s320/CIMG0505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079630812768722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEZ71gCJVzU/TaIpyO9EfKI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cMVKhHNQqHg/s1600/CIMG0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nEZ71gCJVzU/TaIpyO9EfKI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/cMVKhHNQqHg/s320/CIMG0504.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079630132018338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FaSG0fNQeDs/TaIpx7ywp_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/nDStuT21NKw/s1600/CIMG0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FaSG0fNQeDs/TaIpx7ywp_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/nDStuT21NKw/s320/CIMG0483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079624988502002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I74CT3rqhk8/TaIqF87bkRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/aZ4er5AWGJ0/s1600/CIMG0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I74CT3rqhk8/TaIqF87bkRI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/aZ4er5AWGJ0/s320/CIMG0708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079968890687762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSY-tbX9OCY/TaIqF_S4_sI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Vj0V45TUaUg/s1600/CIMG0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSY-tbX9OCY/TaIqF_S4_sI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Vj0V45TUaUg/s320/CIMG0682.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079969525956290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXthj_ogGm8/TaIqFQGRiHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/zknArWb-fuQ/s1600/CIMG0669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXthj_ogGm8/TaIqFQGRiHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/zknArWb-fuQ/s320/CIMG0669.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079956856572018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7ClXR2zRUs/TaIqFD_UG7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/XbLIIMLnykM/s1600/CIMG0659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7ClXR2zRUs/TaIqFD_UG7I/AAAAAAAAAY4/XbLIIMLnykM/s320/CIMG0659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079953606155186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0g2aDDBmUtk/TaIqE7heS9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/CEI30h-qiFY/s1600/CIMG0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0g2aDDBmUtk/TaIqE7heS9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/CEI30h-qiFY/s320/CIMG0647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594079951333510098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5342711096388938115?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5342711096388938115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5342711096388938115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5342711096388938115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5342711096388938115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/04/senior-celebration.html' title='Senior Celebration'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLvuNm083rY/TaIpX3MKr1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/xAj2P7k3WNg/s72-c/oh%2Byeah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-3347709024337510356</id><published>2011-04-05T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:33:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Many Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvAmi_Ppnys/TZtgHrSmooI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UtRbufPJAA4/s1600/P1010551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvAmi_Ppnys/TZtgHrSmooI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UtRbufPJAA4/s320/P1010551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592169047306707586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I feel deeply impressed to count my blessings.  It's been a rough couple of days.  What's a better cure for hard times than to remember all the good things?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I was able to hear all sessions of General Conference this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;* The sun is out and it's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;* I applied for a couple of jobs this past week&lt;br /&gt;* I'm going to be an aunt! Yes, Megan and Josiah are having a baby!!! yayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;* I have an awesome family who loves me&lt;br /&gt;* My friends are pretty rockin&lt;br /&gt;* My yard is full of flowers&lt;br /&gt;* I finished my last test for the semester like a week and a half ago..just finals left&lt;br /&gt;* I wrote my 8 page research paper in 2 hours yesterday..and it's awesome&lt;br /&gt;* I have a place to live this summer..and it's CHEAP but awesome&lt;br /&gt;* Justin Bieber was in a song with Chris Brown..both are great singers and it's a great song&lt;br /&gt;* Even though I always say I want a puppy, I already have one.  her name is Francis and I love her&lt;br /&gt;* I went to a DownEast sale..and got a few things for $8...oh yeah that happened&lt;br /&gt;* I only have one Computer Science lab left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..that's not all. But that's all I'm going to write in this post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, you're never alone..I mean, even with all the hard things in your life, God gives you so many more great things that make it all worth it.  He has never forgotten you and never will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-3347709024337510356?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3347709024337510356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=3347709024337510356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3347709024337510356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3347709024337510356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/04/count-your-many-blessings.html' title='Count Your Many Blessings'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvAmi_Ppnys/TZtgHrSmooI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UtRbufPJAA4/s72-c/P1010551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6051539159797747785</id><published>2011-04-02T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T18:18:35.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cakes Cakes Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2jzprzVeKY/TZfK1UGPtfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y94nohwjnyI/s1600/CIMG0707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2jzprzVeKY/TZfK1UGPtfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y94nohwjnyI/s320/CIMG0707.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160479680542194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-0z_ZVUzFU/TZfK1C6wc8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/cyZ8HSoY2-U/s1600/CIMG0657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-0z_ZVUzFU/TZfK1C6wc8I/AAAAAAAAAXY/cyZ8HSoY2-U/s320/CIMG0657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160475068953538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCQEcIyHGAo/TZfK0xYzWEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D0sewbwTGao/s1600/CIMG0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCQEcIyHGAo/TZfK0xYzWEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/D0sewbwTGao/s320/CIMG0655.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160470363134018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9sdTeUX8E8/TZfK0j-8TCI/AAAAAAAAAXI/sVjU3Xg7LK4/s1600/CIMG0608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F9sdTeUX8E8/TZfK0j-8TCI/AAAAAAAAAXI/sVjU3Xg7LK4/s320/CIMG0608.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160466765007906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExqY5igkvh4/TZfKpqyNS0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/hKYO7zbJu2s/s1600/CIMG0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ExqY5igkvh4/TZfKpqyNS0I/AAAAAAAAAXA/hKYO7zbJu2s/s320/CIMG0572.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160279612083010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ztmR0prhir8/TZfKpdRavNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/X-9WUhKVIKY/s1600/CIMG0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ztmR0prhir8/TZfKpdRavNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/X-9WUhKVIKY/s320/CIMG0267.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160275984891090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maYnf2VGXlM/TZfKpGnIj-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/uGadTBm1Yck/s1600/CIMG0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maYnf2VGXlM/TZfKpGnIj-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/uGadTBm1Yck/s320/CIMG0029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160269901959138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8Wm6wW4GwI/TZfKo-ydIxI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JsVqbek1aBw/s1600/CIMG0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N8Wm6wW4GwI/TZfKo-ydIxI/AAAAAAAAAWo/JsVqbek1aBw/s320/CIMG0360.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160267801961234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ibl6jlVfpHs/TZfKoh3KydI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RNC-fAb-yt4/s1600/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ibl6jlVfpHs/TZfKoh3KydI/AAAAAAAAAWg/RNC-fAb-yt4/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591160260037102034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided I would make a post about different cakes I've made.  I hope you enjoy the pictures!  Let me know what you think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6051539159797747785?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6051539159797747785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6051539159797747785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6051539159797747785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6051539159797747785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/04/cakes-cakes-cakes.html' title='Cakes Cakes Cakes'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2jzprzVeKY/TZfK1UGPtfI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y94nohwjnyI/s72-c/CIMG0707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7113728242521811888</id><published>2011-03-26T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T11:17:43.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Should Be Me</title><content type='html'>I've realized recently that songs tell my life.  It can be different songs at different times, but they still represent how I'm feeling and what I'm thinking at that time.  Most recently the song, "That Should Be Me" by Justin Bieber and Rascal Flatts is the song of my life. haha..just watch it and listen to the words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p5Jw-T4dVss" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously it's not 100% my life, but still.  There are different guys that I could find myself attracted to but then they could have a girlfriend(which is terrible) or you get a guy that likes you too, but they just can't seem to date you for one reason or another(which is incredibly dumb).  But at the same time they want to spend most of their time with you.  This is what I like to call "half-dating."  It see it way too much here at BYU.  The guys are always scared to actually commit to someone, so they'll do what they can to keep the girl within their grasp, but at the same time date other girls.  As being someone that has experienced this, I say to everyone...DON'T GET CAUGHT IN THIS TRAP.  It's just stupid and a way for a guy to do what he wants without repercussions.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That clearly had nothing to do with this song, but still..it's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the song.  It's a great song.  I'm not a big fan of country music, but I think this combination of Justin and Rascal Flatts is absolutely amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7113728242521811888?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7113728242521811888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7113728242521811888' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7113728242521811888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7113728242521811888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/03/that-should-be-me.html' title='That Should Be Me'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p5Jw-T4dVss/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8217565992159317956</id><published>2011-03-19T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:50:44.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="Twitvid video player" class="twitvid-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="360" src="http://www.twitvid.com/embed.php?guid=LCVBZ&amp;autoplay=0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out.  It's called Tomorrow by Savvy.  Isn't it great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimball(the one on the left) wrote it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8217565992159317956?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8217565992159317956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8217565992159317956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8217565992159317956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8217565992159317956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/03/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7515519117391867526</id><published>2011-03-19T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:17:07.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When It's Over...It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6sA0ZejjZ0/TYTy1LKuyYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0n_gqrjMhzo/s1600/P1010655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6sA0ZejjZ0/TYTy1LKuyYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0n_gqrjMhzo/s320/P1010655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585856433191045506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got rid of my facebook I figured I should update this more often so people(like my mom) can still see what's going on in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past couple of weeks have been pretty great.  This past week I was starting to feel a bit burned out from school though, so I decided to take a personal day on Wednesday.  Some personal day. I still had to study for and take a test and do a lab. luckily that didn't take me too long. just a few hours.  Then i did some things to catch up in school and went to a concert-like thing.  It was Alpine Village and they allow people to get up and sing and perform.  Of course I got up there. SIKE! I just went to support Kimball and Gavin.  They played and sang great.  I have this intense love for music.  For some reason, it makes me VERY happy.  Which is one of the reasons I like going over to their apartment:  they sing and play the guitar/bass everytime I go over there.  mmmm..it's love! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FqYvmAoJtE/TYTydLvV7cI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Ac5n1vzSgrU/s1600/P1010671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FqYvmAoJtE/TYTydLvV7cI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Ac5n1vzSgrU/s320/P1010671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585856021027745218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny story for the books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of class in the Tanner Building and I needed to get up to the fourth floor..so I decided to ride the elevator.  This guy was already waiting for it..so i was like..easiest option.  So I get on and press "4" and ask the guy what floor he needed.  He looked at me and was like, uhhh it's okay, i'll just take the stairs. then he got off. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week Melissa and I decided to go a Mosque in West Valley.  But first we were going to go to the Museum in Salt Lake to look at the exhibit on the Presidents of the Church.  It was actually pretty fun once we found out where we were and what we were supposed to do. After going there we went up the Salt Lake Cemetery where Melissa's grandpa and some of the Prophets are buried.  It was pretty cool.  I saw President McKay and President Hinckley's grave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soLWMFoAhVQ/TYTx-YbaRAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6eQ17gmn1hk/s1600/P1010652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soLWMFoAhVQ/TYTx-YbaRAI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6eQ17gmn1hk/s320/P1010652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585855491857859586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got to the Mosque.  We weren't there in time for the prayer, but that's okay.  We got to walk around the building and take pictures.  We were taking a picture when we saw the Imam pull in.  Then another car and another car and we were like, okay, let's go.  haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJyGMn2ZKYM/TYTyJfO05BI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sTBODQ90HX4/s1600/P1010660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJyGMn2ZKYM/TYTyJfO05BI/AAAAAAAAAWA/sTBODQ90HX4/s320/P1010660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585855682662687762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZVc8ldkm5Q/TYTyUNlXDVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/AJuIpovE-W8/s1600/P1010666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZVc8ldkm5Q/TYTyUNlXDVI/AAAAAAAAAWI/AJuIpovE-W8/s320/P1010666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585855866903924050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 weeks left of classes. yeah-yuhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7515519117391867526?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7515519117391867526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7515519117391867526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7515519117391867526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7515519117391867526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-its-overits-over.html' title='When It&apos;s Over...It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6sA0ZejjZ0/TYTy1LKuyYI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0n_gqrjMhzo/s72-c/P1010655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-4695182827495111604</id><published>2011-03-06T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T13:54:24.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up and Moving on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9j2R_peay4/TXQA8-cwYRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_Renjuqhuek/s1600/P1011153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9j2R_peay4/TXQA8-cwYRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_Renjuqhuek/s320/P1011153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581086885774647570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTeqg9cIQEo/TXQA8k0QdWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IZsm8vnDflk/s1600/CIMG0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTeqg9cIQEo/TXQA8k0QdWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IZsm8vnDflk/s320/CIMG0685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581086878893897058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words are starting to sound more and more real to me as I'm about to graduate from college.  I never thought this day would come..and technically it hasn't but it's been on my mind a lot lately.  Especially yesterday at the end of the BYU vs. Wyoming game I got a little emotional(by that I mean, I started to tear up).  It was then and there that I realized that was my last basketball game as a student.  It was kind of hard to take in, but it's all coming to reality now and I'm accepting it haha...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole big plan was this:  graduate in August and take a one credit class during Spring term so I could keep my campus job all summer until August.  During that time I would be looking/applying for jobs that I could get either then or when I graduated.  Sounds like a good plan right? That's what I thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN..I was talking with my boss the other day and it turns out I have to take 3 credits during Spring and Summer in order for me to keep my campus job.  Let me tell you, I was not very happy about learning this.  She then said I would probably only get to work 20 hours a week because there were other receptionists that would be working as well...my plan was unraveling as she was speaking.  I held it together in her office, but then I was thinking about it later and it's a lot to deal with.  Especially since there's only 5 1/2 weeks left of this semester.  So here's my new plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start to apply to jobs now so if I can, I will take it starting the middle to the end of April. Then if I do that, I will drop the one credit course I"m taking on campus and take a one credit course online so I can work and not worry about having to go up campus.  Then I'll have to find a place to live, cuz lets be honest..right now I have no where to live for Spring and Summer...but no worries, I've been looking and I think I've found a place that would be great.  I would be living with Miss Hayley Burch in this really nice condo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you know of who is hiring or know of any ideas of what I should do with my life, please let me know. All suggestions are welcome..well for the most part.  Luckily I know everything will work out.  Buuuut of course I have to do my homework on everything so I will be making the best decision for me at this time.  But I'm just gonna take it one day and one step at a time so I don't get overwhelmed.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a quick final note, I am so proud of my school.  Brigham Young University is sticking to what we hold to be most dear and precious.  With the whole basketball craziness going on(like the player getting suspended for the rest of the season), we have held our ground and are willing to lose a victory in order for us to keep our honor.  And of course the name most people are talking about all across the country, Jimmer, has helped bring our school to a whole other level.  For the most part, people talk about our school with respect, and I appreciate it.  I will miss attending BYU, but I will be a Cougar through and through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-4695182827495111604?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4695182827495111604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=4695182827495111604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4695182827495111604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4695182827495111604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/03/growing-up-and-moving-on.html' title='Growing up and Moving on..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9j2R_peay4/TXQA8-cwYRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/_Renjuqhuek/s72-c/P1011153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8621029086394117548</id><published>2011-03-06T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T13:32:07.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Say Never...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUkaikkXeHY/TXP4Y_moxII/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qu_x2iR2Ldk/s1600/oh%2Byeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUkaikkXeHY/TXP4Y_moxII/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qu_x2iR2Ldk/s320/oh%2Byeah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581077471516214402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6u6mbESR7w/TXP4YAtLp7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/UY-7qIU8egI/s1600/181640_1561688412920_1556610089_31141025_8212265_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6u6mbESR7w/TXP4YAtLp7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/UY-7qIU8egI/s320/181640_1561688412920_1556610089_31141025_8212265_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581077454632232882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure most of you already know, the title of this post is from a Justin Bieber song.  So yes, I do love him.  I am a true, as many people call it, BELIEBER!  I think what he is doing is absolutely amazing.  I saw his movie three times!  Honestly, I think everyone should see it.  Even if you don't want to spend money on it, I think it is a movie you should see with your family and friends.  It's a good, clean, fun movie.  And ya know, it's very hard to find a movie like that now-a-days.  And I think if we want more of these clean movies out there, we should be supporting them as they come out.  Anyway, the movie has a really good message about not letting people get you down by saying you can't do something you want to do.  Never Say Never is the title of the movie and it teaches you to really never say never to your dreams.  It won't just come over night:  you have to keep nourishing it and working at it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just like anything.  If you want a good marriage, you have to continue to work at it everyday.  If you want to do well in your classes you have to work at it by studying and doing your homework.  If you want to run a marathon, you have to work at it by training.  If you want to get married in the temple, you have to work at it by living the way you should.  Everything you do requires work.  For those people that things are just handed to them, I kind of feel bad for them.  I mean, it's okay to get some things handed to you at times in your life, but you have no true feelings of happiness if you don't work for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope you guys will remember to work for the things that you love and for those things you want to attain here..whether it be a certain job you want, getting an A in a class, learning to play the piano, running a marathon, getting married, starting a family or anything you might be wanting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to never say never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8621029086394117548?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8621029086394117548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8621029086394117548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8621029086394117548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8621029086394117548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2011/03/never-say-never.html' title='Never Say Never...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUkaikkXeHY/TXP4Y_moxII/AAAAAAAAAVg/Qu_x2iR2Ldk/s72-c/oh%2Byeah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7643867834939533498</id><published>2010-12-21T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:00:43.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jqc2EEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DvBrDGlYa58/s1600/165330_1481398045711_1556610089_30996832_4661141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jqc2EEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DvBrDGlYa58/s320/165330_1481398045711_1556610089_30996832_4661141_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553289697447776322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_je9dWLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/HsnDw6LjglE/s1600/163890_1481402245816_1556610089_30996846_3059912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_je9dWLI/AAAAAAAAAUI/HsnDw6LjglE/s320/163890_1481402245816_1556610089_30996846_3059912_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553289694363343026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jYrTKXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xVNXTErEalM/s1600/155678_1468082192823_1556610089_30976095_6477415_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jYrTKXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xVNXTErEalM/s320/155678_1468082192823_1556610089_30976095_6477415_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553289692676565362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jDte6aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/YLDC8E2tOKQ/s1600/34815_1481401045786_1556610089_30996842_566184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jDte6aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/YLDC8E2tOKQ/s320/34815_1481401045786_1556610089_30996842_566184_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553289687048579490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished another semester! what. a. relief. it feels so gooood! This just means I have one semester and one term left. It's going to be awesome.  I mean, I could just take my last credit next semester..but if I take it during spring, then i can keep my campus job all summer. this will be FANTASTIC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, after my last class, daniel, cambrie and I went to my grandparents house.  we had to be to the airport the next morning wayyyy early.  so on our way up we stopped off at chipotle and got free burritos. that was basically DELISH! then we rocked out to some Shakira and Spice Girls.  We then decided we wanted to learn the Waka Waka dance.  So when we got my grandparents house we decided to dress up.  Cambrie and I put on our grandma's jackets and daniel put on our grandpa's jacket.  Of course we had to top the outfits off with our grandpa's hats. LOOOOVVE IT! so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then got up at like 3:30 in the morning and headed to the airport.  In the airport we watched a bunch of videos of Justin Bieber. Yes, I am still in love with him! hahaha..We landed and went home.  Just a couple hours later my dad and I got in the car and drove to New Mexico.  We went to the BYU bowl game.  So much fun! of course we crushed them. 52 to 24. Can't get much better than that. We left right after the game and got home that night. So much fun! We were listening to this book called Shiver.  We weren't able to finish it. dang it..I want to know what happened. then i found out it's a trilogy.  daaaang it. that means I have to read the rest of it to actually figure out what happens. haha oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to church.  And it was so great. there's nothing better than going to a family ward where there are bunches of little children.  I think Jodi has the cutest little girl ever.  I want her. haha..not in a creepy way of course..I just want her. lol... I then went over to Scott's house and we took some cookies and presents to less actives and his neighbors. He almost had me step out of my comfort zone. he's lucky he didn't. haha..i'm such a baby. but yeah, after that we watched The Guardian. I had never seen it..and it was soooo good. definitely in my top 10 list for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning i went back to Scott's house and I helped his mom clean up before the rest of their family came for the holidays.  Cambrie and my Aunt Susan came over to help too.  Ya know, it's great helping people out when they need the help. And not only that, but I love the Austin family.  So I love being over there.  Then I went out with my mom and my brother and we went and saw a movie. The Tourist is a very good movie. I had no idea what it was about, but I REALLLY LIKED IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that brings me to today...I have just lounged around watching Christmas movies. LOVE THOSE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, this has been a great break!! And there's just so much more to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it! Love my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get much better than this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7643867834939533498?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7643867834939533498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7643867834939533498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7643867834939533498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7643867834939533498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the Holidays'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TRE_jqc2EEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/DvBrDGlYa58/s72-c/165330_1481398045711_1556610089_30996832_4661141_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7503191389927104819</id><published>2010-12-10T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:15:03.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Zone</title><content type='html'>I am always in the friend zone.  No matter what I do..I am always the friend.  haha i mean, it's not a bad thing, but sometimes I just wish I could get out of that zone.  I mean, listen to what someone told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Melinda, you're in one of my plans, but not my Plan A."  I mean, he was just being funny, but still. haha..that is the story of my life. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also talked to a girl friend of mine and I was telling her how if she comes to BYU chances are she'd be dating someone within the first 3 weeks of her being here.  And that of the whole 3+ years I've been here, I haven't dated anyone.  I would kind of date someone, but they could never "date me."  She was like, well don't the boys you've kissed count? haha no, they do NOT! big difference. lol  Whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions on how to get out of the friend zone would be greatly appreciated..so feel free to leave them.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just so you all know, I'm not upset about it, I'm just stating the facts. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7503191389927104819?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7503191389927104819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7503191389927104819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7503191389927104819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7503191389927104819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/12/friend-zone.html' title='Friend Zone'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-3721541587373215983</id><published>2010-12-03T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T12:37:50.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, all I want for Christmas is YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU8D0UHiI/AAAAAAAAATw/1bq5e4-MjvI/s1600/snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU8D0UHiI/AAAAAAAAATw/1bq5e4-MjvI/s320/snowman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557806877089314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU7uZmLqI/AAAAAAAAATo/7kpmJTUj4AI/s1600/michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU7uZmLqI/AAAAAAAAATo/7kpmJTUj4AI/s320/michael.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557801127882402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU69Z_XaI/AAAAAAAAATg/nAxFyLKUJJ0/s1600/melissa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU69Z_XaI/AAAAAAAAATg/nAxFyLKUJJ0/s320/melissa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557787976195490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU6gDmCcI/AAAAAAAAATY/WDrFkmZNnbQ/s1600/francis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU6gDmCcI/AAAAAAAAATY/WDrFkmZNnbQ/s320/francis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557780097632706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU6J6JUlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pXV_u-FzvNM/s1600/roommates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU6J6JUlI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pXV_u-FzvNM/s320/roommates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557774152421970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlUolVaUOI/AAAAAAAAATI/9zRf1WhHV-A/s1600/hayley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlUolVaUOI/AAAAAAAAATI/9zRf1WhHV-A/s320/hayley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557472276893922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlUcTaUClI/AAAAAAAAATA/Cgx9CHhAtQw/s1600/awesome.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlUcTaUClI/AAAAAAAAATA/Cgx9CHhAtQw/s320/awesome.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546557261307185746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this has been a great year! I think back to me this time last year, and I was a complete mess:  I was not happy, I made myself feel physically sick, and I just didn't want to do anything.  Good thing that isn't how things are this year.  This year, even with the stresses and hard times, I just smile about it and move on.  And I am so grateful for the people in my life that have helped me through all the hardtimes:  my parents, my brothers and their significant others, my awesome roommates(I always seem to luck out) and my amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From how Thanksgiving turned out, this is going to be a great holiday season.  Thanksgiving was so much fun.  I was able to be with family and friends. Our flight did get cancelled as we were driving to the airport because of the so-called "blizzard" but whatever.  We just went to our grandparents house in Bountiful.  I love Bountiful so much.  Mostly because my grandparents live there, but seriously it's so nice there. Anyway, we were able to get another flight the next day.  So we got home and ate Brisket.  Oh my word, I LOVE Brisket.  sooo delish.  then we watched some Julian Smith videos..so funny. I went to Scott's house that night too! It was so good to see him.  I hadn't seen him since he got home in October.  It made me realize that I really did miss him.  I mean, I knew I missed him, but yeah I'm glad he's home now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of our week involved delicious food, quality time, homework/projects, looking at puppies and glass etching.  I wish the break was a bit longer, but oh well. Now I get to finish this semester rock it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one more week of classes, then finals.  THEN i have one semester left. :) hollllaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Christmas break is going to look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly home at 6 in the morning Dec. 17th....&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever until Christmas Eve...&lt;br /&gt;then Christmas Eve festivities..&lt;br /&gt;then CHRISTMAS! yayy!!&lt;br /&gt;then Dec. 26th come back to Utah...&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 27th dinner for Cody's wedding..&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 28th Cody GETS MARRIED!...&lt;br /&gt;then whatever I want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be a great break! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think this is long enough..so until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE AND BLESSINGS..PEACE AND BLESSINGS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Mich..err..Elder Brannock yesterday on Campus.&lt;br /&gt;and Hayley and I are AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-3721541587373215983?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3721541587373215983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=3721541587373215983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3721541587373215983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3721541587373215983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/12/baby-all-i-want-for-christmas-is-you.html' title='Baby, all I want for Christmas is YOU!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TPlU8D0UHiI/AAAAAAAAATw/1bq5e4-MjvI/s72-c/snowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2497045379530988740</id><published>2010-11-09T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T14:49:51.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking it one day at a time...</title><content type='html'>Last week was probably one of the hardest weeks of my life.  I'm not 100% sure why but it was.  I was upset like everyday and everything just seemed especially difficult.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until Sunday when I drove my roommate to an interview that I was listening to the LDS station on the radio.  They were playing the talk from President Uchtdorf called "Of Things That Matter Most."  Let me just tell ya, that was exactly what I needed.  the words that he said were, "Let us simplify our lives a little. Let us make the changes necessary to refocus our lives on the sublime beauty of the simple, humble path of Christian discipleship—the path that leads always toward a life of meaning, gladness, and peace."  It was right then that I decided I needed to simplify my life.  My days were full of "things" that didn't matter.  So my goal for this week is to get rid of those "things."  And my week has been much better.  The Lord truly answers prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now let me do some snapshots of my life the past few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is engaged.&lt;br /&gt;My parents came out to visit.&lt;br /&gt;I applied for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for classes.&lt;br /&gt;Someone is back in my life..which is not what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Ogden for my cousins baptism.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Toy Story 3.&lt;br /&gt;My parents got Netflix.&lt;br /&gt;I made Rice Krispie Treats for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Scott came home from his mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm...I can't think of anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, my life is great.  I am grateful for people who have come into my life.  My family is amazing. The Church is so great. Life is a precious gift, so live it to the fullest. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2497045379530988740?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2497045379530988740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2497045379530988740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2497045379530988740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2497045379530988740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/11/taking-it-one-day-at-time.html' title='Taking it one day at a time...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7097917118154746648</id><published>2010-10-09T16:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T16:55:16.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love like WHOA....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TLEALuj6i0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/m4ddCELymF0/s320/me+and+sarah.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198419237538626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;So I'm much quicker at posting this time.  These past couple of weeks have been good.  I had my birthday which was a weekend full of celebrating. Friday night Andrew, Aaron and Hyein took me  out.  It was pretty fun.  We went to dinner at Arby's and went and saw Scott Pilgrim vs. the World.  It was actually pretty good.  It was funny. I laughed.  That's how I knew it was funny. haha..&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TLEACLdKVFI/AAAAAAAAASw/_8Hmq5GVdYA/s320/me+and+christina.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198255195149394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was the real day of celebrating.  I went over to Daniel and Cody's apartment and they gave me my presents.  They are AWESOME!  After we opened presents it was time for the first session of General Conference.  Then we went to IHOP..which was delish! yum. After that I definitely fell asleep during the afternoon session of confere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nce.  I learned you just shouldn't lay down on a monster sac when you're already tired.  I was out like it was nobodies business. haha..After that I went to Chick-fil-A with Hayley and we saw the movie You Again(I highly recommend this movie) and then we w&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ent to Plato's Closet.  I got some way cute clothes.  I then I had a little party at my brothers' apt.  It was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was my actual birthday.  We went up to Bountiful for Conference.  It was real good.  I was kinda sick though which wasn't too great.  But overall it was a great birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TLD_dSU-QdI/AAAAAAAAASo/JXxvBUgDq_c/s320/angel.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526197621384692178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, Monday October 8th was probably one of the s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;addest days of my life:  I got awakened by a phone call from my parents.  They told me they were going to have to put our dog, Angel, down.  When they told me, I cried for like the next hour straight.  I almost couldn't go to work, but then I decided I should try to go.  I had to walk out of the office a few times and go to bathroom to cry.  It was a hard day.  But luckily I know that I will see her again.  I also know that she lived a long great life.  And apparently she wasn't in any pain while she was dying.  She was just laying there.  I love her and I will miss her! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TLD_VLjnbTI/AAAAAAAAASg/HqJAY1ApWNo/s320/angel2.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526197482128108850" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7097917118154746648?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7097917118154746648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7097917118154746648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7097917118154746648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7097917118154746648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-like-whoa.html' title='Love like WHOA....'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TLEALuj6i0I/AAAAAAAAAS4/m4ddCELymF0/s72-c/me+and+sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-3647529088223569299</id><published>2010-09-14T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:59:14.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's rewind the past few months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TJBEMixPWNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A4pThawhbZQ/s1600/P1010469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TJBEMixPWNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A4pThawhbZQ/s320/P1010469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516984525811308754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;It's been a long time..and for that I apologize.  But I will take you through the past few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;months at a quick glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May- I started to work at Chick-fil-A again!  I absolutely lov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ed it!  I had awesome people I worked with and it was just fun!  I always felt comfortab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;le and that I could be myself there, professionally of course. haha..but yeah, I spent the first part of May frantically looking for a job, and people kept telling me I should go back to Chick-fil-A! I just didn't want to.  I felt like I had worked there enough and that I could find something better.  But to be honest, it was exactly what I needed!  I caved in one day and I messaged my old boss asking him if they were hiring and if they were, if I could have a job!  He di&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;dn't hesitate and he gave me my job back! And it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;a good decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TJBD7E2BGqI/AAAAAAAAASI/UL__SJ1SSEI/s320/P1010418.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516984225720507042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June-I continued to work at Chick-fil-A obviously.  And I still enjoyed it.  I was living by myself for about a month and a half, and I liked it, but I just couldn't be by myself anymore.  I needed people.  But I wasn't making any effort to go out and meet new people.  I was working all the time, especially at nights.  So after closi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ng at work, I would just be too ti&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;red to go and do anything.  So it got pretty lonely.  But then at the end of june to my surprise, I came home from work and had a new roommate! her name was Sarah!  That is the second Sarah I had lived with.  It was awesome!  We didn't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ly hang out much, but just the fact that I had someone else around made me feel better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July- Yep, you guessed it..I still worked at Chick-fi-A!  This w&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;as also the month that I decided I wanted to move!  It wasn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;'t because of my roommate or anything..I just wanted to get out and meet new people and be in a different ward.  But it all just kinda happened rando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mly.  This girl, Val, messaged me on Facebook asking if I knew of anyone that was trying to sell their contract in Alpine Apts.  I said I didn't know, but that I would keep my eyes and ears open.  That's when one night while trying to fall asleep I thought, well why don't I just move out?? haha..that's when it all began! I e-mailed my apt manager and asked if there were any openings in Squire...because they have washers and driers.  She then told me that they didn't but that they did have an opening in the house!  I then asked if I could see it..and after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;she showed me the house, I decided to get a contract.  It all just worked out perfectly!  No joke!  It's funny how it all happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TJBDlVhFLRI/AAAAAAAAASA/mS2C7u3Y4Fs/s320/P1010424.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516983852238974226" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August- Well at the end of July, my family went on a vacation to California!!!!!! that was basically one of the best vacations I had ever been on.  I realized on this trip that I absolutely LOVE to spend time with my family.  Any family vacation is awesome!  Just like our trip to Texas last Thanksgiving!  I thoroughly enjoye&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;d that!  My family is awesome and we just know how to have a good time.  This is no joke!  There isn't a day that my family isn't laughing!  So after my trip to California, I got my key to the house I'm living in now!  I started and finished moving in!  I was even able to meet a few roommates before the actual move-in date!  Let me just tell you, MY ROOMMATES ARE AWESOME! i basically love them!  We're just awesome in our own special ways!  After moving in and meeting them, I realized that I had made a great decision about moving to this house!  The Lord truly knows us and our needs!  I just nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;ded great roommates..and let me tell ya, I GOT THEM!  I have been blessed tremendously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this now brings us to September!!!!!  School has been in session for about 2 1/2 weeks! time is flying!  I feel like I've known my roommates forEVER! not even joking!! We all just get along.  And a lot of other things have happened in my life this month.  I was able to find an on-campus job.  I was praying that I would be directed to a job that would fit me the best.  Then one morning, before going to class I just checked BY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U's website and I saw the job and I applied right away.  Within 15 minutes (me walking to class and logging onto BYU's wireless network) I had an e-mail back from my application.  They had me come in the next morning for an interview and by 5:00 that evening I was hired.  This job is perfect for me!!  I work 8-1 MW and 8-11 TTH and I have Friday's off.  It works out perfectly.  I don't have class on Friday or work.  So I actually have a 3-day weekend!!  It's the best decision of my life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TJBDH-ed0lI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6gO0VU90--I/s320/P1010401.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516983347837784658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My classes are going to be difficult, but they're going to be great!  I honestly think that this is going to be one of my best semester/year!  I go to my brothers' apt a lot.  I like it over there.  Their roommates are awesome and we have so much fun! I enjoy it a lot!  I even threw a pregame pancake party this past saturday..which is completely out of my comfort zone.  I was so scared that no one would show up, but PEOPLE CAME! and it was a lot of fun..too bad BYU lost! oh well..the pancakes were still good! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I think that's enough for now!  I will *try* to keep updated more frequently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's been great!  I love my life and all the people in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-3647529088223569299?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/3647529088223569299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=3647529088223569299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3647529088223569299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/3647529088223569299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-rewind-past-few-months.html' title='Let&apos;s rewind the past few months...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/TJBEMixPWNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/A4pThawhbZQ/s72-c/P1010469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-4319888013938112047</id><published>2010-04-05T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:35:43.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference and Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qr6HpJ-gI/AAAAAAAAARI/mj0gW2ftP4k/s1600/me+and+andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qr6HpJ-gI/AAAAAAAAARI/mj0gW2ftP4k/s320/me+and+andy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456862913485208066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qrzx7xR0I/AAAAAAAAARA/CRHU9kje0h8/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qrzx7xR0I/AAAAAAAAARA/CRHU9kje0h8/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456862804578486082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qrti_1aYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JePzVk6_UQA/s1600/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qrti_1aYI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/JePzVk6_UQA/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456862697489787266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qrewsTJnI/AAAAAAAAAQw/UML7I0ijd7c/s1600/terry%27s+Thanksgiving+pics+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qrewsTJnI/AAAAAAAAAQw/UML7I0ijd7c/s320/terry%27s+Thanksgiving+pics+043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456862443467908722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, can I just say...I am so full of thanks and love right now.  This weekend was one of the best  general conference weekends of my life.  I got my apartment all to myself so I was able to focus on the words of the living prophets.  Everything that was said was exactly what I needed to hear.  These men and women who spoke are truly inspired by the Lord.  I felt like a lot of the talks were about mothers and children and families just in general.  This is so important.  Family is what needs to be talked about.  This world would not be here without the families.  I LOVE IT! I LOVE MY FAMILY!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To go along with this great weekend, this semester has been real good!  I have been blessed to meet some amazing people that have supported me and cared about me.  I love all of these new people in my life.  They have each influenced me, whether they know it or not, for the best.  I have felt true happiness this semester.  And you may think it's because of a boy or something.  Yes, I have met a boy that makes me happy.  But this boy and I are just friends.  And to be completely honest...I'm happy with that.  And he is not the reason I am so happy.  I just am.  I have no reason to not be happy.  I have been blessed tremendously and couldn't ask for anything more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOOOVE MY LIFE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-4319888013938112047?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4319888013938112047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=4319888013938112047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4319888013938112047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4319888013938112047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/04/conference-and-easter-weekend.html' title='Conference and Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S7qr6HpJ-gI/AAAAAAAAARI/mj0gW2ftP4k/s72-c/me+and+andy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1037920578845254997</id><published>2010-02-28T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:03:32.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons..</title><content type='html'>MAKE LEMONADE!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking about this saying a lot this week.  I feel like the Lord has blessed me tremendously.  He has truly given me a whole bunch of lemons..to me, my lemons are family members, people that enter my life and my gifts and talents.  What I decide to do with them defines who i am!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably have THE BEST FAMILY in the whole world.  They are always there for me and they are some of the nicest people you will ever meet!  My parents have been married for almost 27 years.  They are one of the happiest couples I have ever seen.  They truly love each other and each of my siblings and I.  Each of my brother's have a special part in my life.  They are fantastic and really do care about me.  I love them each so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People that have entered into my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friends are so amazing!  they really do know what to say to me to make me happy.  I feel like i'm meeting people all the time, but only a few have a made a big impact on my life.  Those people know who they are, so I don't need to call them out.  But I'm so grateful to them.  I know I can be crazy at times, but for some reason they still love me and hang out with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My gifts and talents..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found that I love to help people.  I always want people to be happy.  I've also been working on cake decorating..so that's always fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's all for now!!     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1037920578845254997?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1037920578845254997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1037920578845254997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1037920578845254997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1037920578845254997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When life gives you lemons..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6461743467303834532</id><published>2010-01-21T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:48:20.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that i'm after is a life full of laughter..</title><content type='html'>so, it's been awhile..again! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new semester means new beginnings!  This semester i have the pleasure to have cody out here with me.  We are in the same ward.  It has been a lot of fun!  We even have 2 classes together.  So you know that that is a blast! i mean, what else would it be? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S1ktb9JjnRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/yf0Pdyg80WA/s1600-h/P1020182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S1ktb9JjnRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/yf0Pdyg80WA/s320/P1020182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429420784066206994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before Christmas break, I was having dreams about this boy..NO idea who he is or anything..still don't know..i kinda think i know, but i don't want to say anything..but yeah..i guess we'll just see what happens, right? RIGHT!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S1kt8U54teI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EusuHLaNvg8/s1600-h/P1020012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S1kt8U54teI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EusuHLaNvg8/s320/P1020012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429421340198745570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is going to be crazy! I have to finish my 2 independent study classes..which shouldn't be too bad.  I am scheduled to take my biology final tomorrow..so that should be good.  I hope I pass it, so I can just be done with this crazy class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized something about myself..after something that happened last semseter, I'm kinda scared to even try to like someone..but of course you know me...i always seem to find someone to like..but I'm still scared. So I'm really not anticipating anything. AT ALL! cuz I really don't think I'm ready for another let down..cuz let's be honest, it ALWAYS happens! haha, seriously though it really does.  I really don't think i'm strong enough to get hurt again..ya know? but hey, that's life right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is good..I'm just looking for a job..but there doesn't seem to be any that fit with my schedule or anything..so whatever...hopefully one will come up soon that will just be absolutely perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A PUPPY!! that's all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6461743467303834532?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6461743467303834532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6461743467303834532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6461743467303834532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6461743467303834532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-that-im-after-is-life-full-of.html' title='All that i&apos;m after is a life full of laughter..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/S1ktb9JjnRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/yf0Pdyg80WA/s72-c/P1020182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-4332011693548828897</id><published>2009-12-26T21:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:30:26.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the holidays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Szbw6MJZhVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/CSf3sNIZiw4/s1600-h/P1010267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Szbw6MJZhVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/CSf3sNIZiw4/s320/P1010267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419784084070696274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm home.  I've been home for just over a week. It's been pretty fun.  I got in Friday night.  Went to the singles party on Saturday and then the missionary care package party at the Austin's house.  Sunday was church and dinner at the Roueche's.  Monday I sent off the packages for the missionaries and i baked for about 5 hours then went caroling.  Tuesday i went shopping and other stuff that i can't seem to remember.  Wednesday was the start of Christmas movie watching.  Then Cody, Allison and I were planning on going to Zoo Lights but since it snowed so much we went and saw Avatar..which is way good.  Way better than anticipated.  Then Thursday and Friday was a bunch of Christmas joy.  But yeah...that's been my break.  Life is good. Life is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh I really want a puppy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-4332011693548828897?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4332011693548828897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=4332011693548828897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4332011693548828897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4332011693548828897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the holidays..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Szbw6MJZhVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/CSf3sNIZiw4/s72-c/P1010267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5751992164342711829</id><published>2009-12-17T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:54:07.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>live * laugh &lt;3 love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SyruG4ccfwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/cY9t9ENTkLc/s1600-h/P1010337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SyruG4ccfwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/cY9t9ENTkLc/s320/P1010337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416403303864762114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester has been awesome.  truly awesome. i made new friends. cody came home. i went to texas. i passed all my finals. i have made it through some of the hardest times in my life. i have awesome roommates. i have an awesome family. seriously, could this semester have been any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have 3 more semesters left and i graduate from BYU! insane!!! time flies by soooo fast. sooo here goes something i saw on someone elses blog...i'm going to write 10 things that i like about myself..i suggest you do the same thing..it makes you feel much better..trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  i love my hair.  it's so dark and so brown.  the length is always how i want it and it works the way i want it to...my roommates were trying to get me to dye my hair..i don't think they understand how much i like my hair the way it is..it makes me look goooooood! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am actually a very nice person.  I like to do things for people..even at my own expense. i want people to be happy, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I have probably the BEST family ever.  They are all so supportive and loving..i don't think everyone can say that about their families..i'm just grateful that i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I snort when i laugh.  I know some people might think it's gross or annoying..but it's a special trait i have.  and i laugh alll the time.  laughing really does make pretty much every problem better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am creative.  duuude..i can do a lot of creative things.  i can decorate cakes, scrapbook, take pictures, make floral arrangements, make things, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.  This is probably one of my favorite things.  No matter what, i have the church.  I have the Lord on my side.  I would be so lost without my beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I like my looks.  i look soo good. haha..you probably are thinking, wow you're full of yourself. and yes, i am.  but at least i have confidence in myself.  Feeling good about myself helps me have a better outlook on life.  hey, it's the genes...what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I like my attitude.  sometimes it's probably not the one that welcomes people, but it's who i am.  take it or leave it.  i like the way i am and how i react to things. haha..sometimes it's really funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  i like how i don't match my socks..i hate matching my socks.  so when i don't match them i feel better. i don't really know why, but it's like a trademark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  i like my hand writing...i really do have cute handwriting.  either in print or in cursive..it looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's your turn!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SyrtrMlkMuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/brGGwopPzvs/s1600-h/terry%27s+Thanksgiving+pics+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SyrtrMlkMuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/brGGwopPzvs/s320/terry%27s+Thanksgiving+pics+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416402828235387618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5751992164342711829?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5751992164342711829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5751992164342711829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5751992164342711829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5751992164342711829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/12/live-laugh-3-love.html' title='live * laugh &lt;3 love'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SyruG4ccfwI/AAAAAAAAAPw/cY9t9ENTkLc/s72-c/P1010337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5851546178175760213</id><published>2009-11-17T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:51:55.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cute Crystal...</title><content type='html'>So back at home, in Colorado, I was able to meet this amazing young lady named Crystal Clinger.  Let me tell you a bit about her.  She is super cute, acts much older than her age(she's only 14), cares for everyone, loves to laugh, can make anyone smile, and seriously one of the most amazing girls i have ever met.  So I decided I would write a little blog about her. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SwNurLSpnFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IxKbk4fzbc8/s1600/crystal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SwNurLSpnFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IxKbk4fzbc8/s320/crystal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405285665819171922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now she is going through some hard times and I would like for each of you to pray for her.  She is not in the best health right now and she is stressed with school because they don't understand what is going on.  She really just deserves the best.  Even through all the hard times she still finds ways to smile.  I just want her to know that I love her dearly and I am praying for her...and i hope you are too. &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SwNu0mLMUmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KQZTR2UAgV4/s320/crystal+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405285827654472290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5851546178175760213?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5851546178175760213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5851546178175760213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5851546178175760213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5851546178175760213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-cute-crystal.html' title='My cute Crystal...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SwNurLSpnFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IxKbk4fzbc8/s72-c/crystal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2372363200561362508</id><published>2009-10-18T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:23:31.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been far too long..</title><content type='html'>This semester has been crazy.  But thankfully I've been able to get through it all.  We are now to the middle of the semester. Time sure flies huh? So far this semester I have had lot of fun, been way stressed out, passed all of my tests so far, dated someone, not dated someone, cooked a lot, decorated my first 2 cakes ever(the spiderman cake looks MUCH better than the motorcycle cake), had my birthday, my aunt got married, i've laughed, i've cried, i've lived.  Honestly, I don't think my life could be in a better position than it is right now.  Yes, I might cry but I'm happier than ever.  I have a few people to thank for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvWQwfg_EI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7ciuPMpWY3A/s1600-h/P1010915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvWQwfg_EI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7ciuPMpWY3A/s320/P1010915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140562089638978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvUmAi1fKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/-h6vk_u2OYA/s1600-h/P1000952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvUmAi1fKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/-h6vk_u2OYA/s320/P1000952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394138728152530082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Stvag4FWLuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YVkdenQIWxA/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Stvag4FWLuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YVkdenQIWxA/s320/P1010024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394145237051780834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mom.&lt;br /&gt;She is the most amazing woman ever.  She is so caring.  She will do anything for anyone, even if she doesn't have the time or even if she doesn't feel well.  She has been such an inspiration to me and my brothers as we have been growing up. She is so strong in the church and what she believes.  We probably don't let her know this as often as we should, but mom we really do love you! You are awesome and I have truly been blessed to be part of your family.  I couldn't have asked for a better woman as MY mom.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvXjHb77FI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hZl0k8hPek8/s1600-h/corrected+48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvXjHb77FI/AAAAAAAAAM4/hZl0k8hPek8/s320/corrected+48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394141976997915730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvVjq_DVVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CatTBm3kJW0/s1600-h/P1010631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvVjq_DVVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CatTBm3kJW0/s320/P1010631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139787517187410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha.&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Ann Ure has always been there for me.  She has seen me through my worst and through my best.  She is definitely one of my best friends.  I don't know how she does it but she knows exactly what to say to me even when i don't want to hear it.  She is always right. haha..she knows me better than i know myself. but on the flipside i know her better than she knows herself.  She's so cute, so happy, so Sammy.  I would not change one hair on her head.  She means the world to me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvWjpMWp8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/A4SjX8CN9kE/s1600-h/me+and+sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvWjpMWp8I/AAAAAAAAAMo/A4SjX8CN9kE/s320/me+and+sam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394140886547736514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina!!&lt;br /&gt;Christina Nixdorf.  I could go on and on about her.  She is one of the MOST AMAZING PEOPLE I HAVE EVER MET.  We got to live together last year.  Can I just tell you..so much fun.  She is another person I feel I can turn to whether I'm happy or sad.  She loves me for me and doesn't judge me.  She is also someone who knows what to say.  I miss our sneaking out and getting ice cream nights.  those were the best.  we would always just sit there and talk.  I feel like I can tell her anything.  I love her so much and appreciate everything she has done for me.  I would be so lost without her in my life.  She is so loving and puts others before herself.  How amazing is that?  It's so crazy..everytime I'm have a hard day, I always get this text that says that she loves me.  It's like she knows. hehe..  She is so amazing.  It always brings a smile to my face.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvZ366I6SI/AAAAAAAAANo/W-wBM8wwe84/s1600-h/roomies+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvZ366I6SI/AAAAAAAAANo/W-wBM8wwe84/s320/roomies+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394144533435443490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvbRObxziI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LksG9yNjGSs/s1600-h/me+and+chrisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvbRObxziI/AAAAAAAAAOA/LksG9yNjGSs/s320/me+and+chrisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394146067685166626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan.&lt;br /&gt;Megan Roueche.  She is the one that married my brother Josiah.  I am so grateful for her and everything she has done.  I love it when I will just randomly get a text from her.  She is probably one of the best things that has happened to our family.  She just gets along so well with all of us.  She was even able to handle Cody and scratching his leg. hahaha..I love that she is in my family and I can't wait to see her at Thanksgiving.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvYXXZy25I/AAAAAAAAANI/68AhAngvSDw/s1600-h/P1010442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvYXXZy25I/AAAAAAAAANI/68AhAngvSDw/s320/P1010442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394142874637097874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;there is this person I met a couple of weeks ago that has impacted my life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;I won't use any names because they probably don't want me to write this...haha..too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person I was actually blessed to meet the day before my birthday.  This person has been one of the sweetest persons i have ever met.  Yes, we have already had our rough patches, but what's life without some of those along the way?  I care about this person so much.  Even if nothing else comes out of this, I just really want this person to know that I am always there for them.  I am not giving up, but I will give you your space. haha..and if somewhere down this crazy road we decide to get in the same car, awesome..and if we decide to go our separate ways then so be it.  but we can at least say we tried right? lol...or maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I am so grateful for the people in my life and all they have done for me.  I love the gospel so much and I know how blessed I am to have it and you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps cody gets home in 2 1/2 weeks. CRAZY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2372363200561362508?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2372363200561362508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2372363200561362508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2372363200561362508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2372363200561362508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-far-too-long.html' title='it&apos;s been far too long..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/StvWQwfg_EI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7ciuPMpWY3A/s72-c/P1010915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8387400371726528572</id><published>2009-08-24T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:18:37.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJ87vioKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2aKYsvNLXHo/s1600-h/P1000780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJ87vioKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2aKYsvNLXHo/s320/P1000780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373720091561205922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now back in Provo Utah.  We had two cars coming up to utah.  My car and our truck.  Our truck had my friend J-Ys motorcycle in the back.  So my dad drove the truck and my mom drove my car while i sat and entertained.  Good times. It was crazy though going through the mountains. I doubt i'll ever go that way again.  I went up to Bountiful and Ogden.  While i was in bountiful I was able to attend the dedication of the Oquirrh Mountain Temple.  It was really good. I love temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJUm8AB9I/AAAAAAAAALw/Mt273v_QXfY/s1600-h/motorcycle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJUm8AB9I/AAAAAAAAALw/Mt273v_QXfY/s320/motorcycle.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373719398781552594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved completely into my apartment.  It's so fun.  I'm way excited for this upcoming semester.  It's gonna be good. These are the classes I will be taking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 2:00-2:50-New Testament&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 9:30-10:50-Floral Design&lt;br /&gt;               12:00-1:20-Intro to Family Processes&lt;br /&gt;               2:00-3:50-Floral Design lab&lt;br /&gt;               5-6- ISYS 100&lt;br /&gt;                7:20-8:20- ISYS 101&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 2-2:50- New Testament&lt;br /&gt;                   4-6:30- Religion in the Home&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 9:30-10:50- Floral Design&lt;br /&gt;                12-1:20- Intro to Family Processes&lt;br /&gt;                 4-6:30- History of Creativity&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  NO CLASS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJhaQwizI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CoI720P8dyY/s1600-h/etiquette+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJhaQwizI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CoI720P8dyY/s320/etiquette+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373719618717256498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a good semester.  it's 15 credit hours. and the nice thing about my ISYS classes is that i only go to the first class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;love you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8387400371726528572?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8387400371726528572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8387400371726528572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8387400371726528572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8387400371726528572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-could-be-sweet-dream-or-beautiful.html' title='you could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SpNJ87vioKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2aKYsvNLXHo/s72-c/P1000780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2465645485052383378</id><published>2009-08-17T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:35:59.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>put your loving hand out baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonY5O4tAZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/iDj_Kvof9AQ/s1600-h/dance+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonY5O4tAZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/iDj_Kvof9AQ/s320/dance+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371062508376097170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my last day of work last friday.  It was pretty good. I packed 52 boxes. yeah yeah..oh and i got a $10 tip. yeah, i'm just that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had a LOT on my mind these days, but it all seems to be clearing up. which is so nice! I love my life.  I'll be heading back to Provo on Friday.  This summer has gone by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonZpqe2nAI/AAAAAAAAALY/m5Orkldkrik/s1600-h/dance+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonZpqe2nAI/AAAAAAAAALY/m5Orkldkrik/s320/dance+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371063340417588226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday I ended up going shopping at kohls and i got some way cute stuff. I love finding things.  It just feels so good.  Then i went to a regional ysa activity.  It was a dance. Can i just say that it was a lot of fun? seriously, it had been the most fun i had had in a loooong time! I actually met some pretty awesome people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonavFfF4VI/AAAAAAAAALg/iYmrBySOrDE/s1600-h/me+and+steph.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonavFfF4VI/AAAAAAAAALg/iYmrBySOrDE/s320/me+and+steph.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371064533077320018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched the Final Break which is the extra episode for Prison Break.  Oh man, it was so amazing.  I was crying so much just watching it.  I love it...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonbLv8vh7I/AAAAAAAAALo/0_3VyAXVYuM/s1600-h/final+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonbLv8vh7I/AAAAAAAAALo/0_3VyAXVYuM/s320/final+break.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371065025512310706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2465645485052383378?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2465645485052383378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2465645485052383378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2465645485052383378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2465645485052383378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/08/put-your-loving-hand-out-baby.html' title='put your loving hand out baby...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SonY5O4tAZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/iDj_Kvof9AQ/s72-c/dance+7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1386439279555364775</id><published>2009-08-11T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:21:02.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come thou fount of every blessing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKGhSvWII/AAAAAAAAAK4/7-_28rdc698/s1600-h/denver+temple.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKGhSvWII/AAAAAAAAAK4/7-_28rdc698/s320/denver+temple.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368864812911515778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the temple with Eleesa Fluckiger.  I just love the temple so much!  The feeling I get when I am there is just so amazing.  I can't see how anyone could ever go through their lives without the temple.   You are just so close to the Lord, even if you're just sitting outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKT9tx75I/AAAAAAAAALA/wh9GIUoYAtg/s1600-h/me+2+again.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKT9tx75I/AAAAAAAAALA/wh9GIUoYAtg/s320/me+2+again.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368865043879423890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temple workers are amazing.  They are just the cutest old people everrr.  I love them.  Eleesa and I even got a little emotional while sitting in the temple and talking about the people there.  We talked about how the men that work there are the generation that believe strongly in marriage.  It's so sad to see the difference between them and the guys now.  Guys I work with were even talking about how men are dogs.  But I know I don't want a guy that is a dog:  I want a guy that will love me and respect me..no matter what.  I mean, who doesn't want that?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKusJ5-eI/AAAAAAAAALI/_VMkloxJFPI/s1600-h/me+and+eleesa+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKusJ5-eI/AAAAAAAAALI/_VMkloxJFPI/s320/me+and+eleesa+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368865503022021090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so thankful for temples and all they do for me.  Because of temple work, I have the opportunity to be sealed to my family for eternity.  Family is amazing.  They are there for you at all times.  The temple is the House of the Lord.  I love it so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1386439279555364775?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1386439279555364775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1386439279555364775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1386439279555364775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1386439279555364775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-thou-fount-of-every-blessing.html' title='Come thou fount of every blessing...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SoIKGhSvWII/AAAAAAAAAK4/7-_28rdc698/s72-c/denver+temple.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1469843842188085458</id><published>2009-08-08T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:26:59.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is a battlefield..you better go and get your armor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_AJjledI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VwaznAH-fwo/s1600-h/me+and+logs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_AJjledI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VwaznAH-fwo/s320/me+and+logs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367797077669935570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been so great.   I'm just way happy and excited to get back to Provo.  I head back on August 21st..so everyone be ready!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn5AO319M1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/sMqnY7NMdg0/s1600-h/P1010366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn5AO319M1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/sMqnY7NMdg0/s320/P1010366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798430124815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been pretty busy.  I got a job at Bailey's Moving and Storage.  It has been a way good job.  It's hard work, but good money.  The people I work with have been through so much in their lives and I respect them all for making changes in their lives to make it to where they are today.  It's amazing.  It's even more amazing to see the changes people have made.  Everyone at work loves me, which makes it better.  My last day is going to be this upcoming Friday.  It'll be sad to say bye to people, but it's my turn to go out and experience more in my life.  If I come back to this job next summer I will enjoy seeing the changes people have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_SPRLURI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/o1xJlwY2SZ0/s1600-h/P1000708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_SPRLURI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/o1xJlwY2SZ0/s320/P1000708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367797388440981778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone on to a family reunion.  which was possibly some of the most fun i had had up to that point in my summer. I did some white water rafting, horseback riding, hiking up to a waterfall, roasted some marshmallows, and just had a great time. My family is amazing.  It was good to get the whole family together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn5ArBySryI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DrqYhZpzORo/s1600-h/P1010468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn5ArBySryI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DrqYhZpzORo/s320/P1010468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367798913830137634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this guy I met in the singles ward. haha, well kinda met him.  I saw him at church and stalked him on facebook. hahaha...;) good times..but then he asked me out on a date.  It was a lot of fun.  His name is Brice.  He might not think of himself as a good guy, but I think he is a great guy.  He is one guy I have actually been myself with from the very beginning.  He makes me laugh.  He ust makes me so happy.  You know when you get a text and are just hoping it's from a certain person? yeah, that's definitely how I feel.  I have been out with him a few more times:  each time has been a lot of fun!  anywayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY is my mom's birthday.  She is an amazing woman.  She has been through a lot and even through it all she is one of the strongest woman i know.  She is always so kind to everyone.  She loves everyone.  I just hope she has a great birthday...she deserves it. I love you mom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_qApht3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/HzKnYMomr5w/s1600-h/P1000747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_qApht3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/HzKnYMomr5w/s320/P1000747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367797796833441650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Cody has the swine flu.  He got it on his mission.  Very sad.  So I hope everyone will pray for him.  He is in my prayers all the time!! I can't wait until he gets home:  November 5th baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn5Bv5uWhuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EPcB29UwiCE/s1600-h/cody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn5Bv5uWhuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EPcB29UwiCE/s320/cody.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367800097077102306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I love you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1469843842188085458?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1469843842188085458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1469843842188085458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1469843842188085458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1469843842188085458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-is-battlefieldyou-better-go-and.html' title='Love is a battlefield..you better go and get your armor'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sn4_AJjledI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VwaznAH-fwo/s72-c/me+and+logs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1834651359122707465</id><published>2009-05-06T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:01:06.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI-Z932OYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/re08Zh_o420/s1600-h/P1000610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI-Z932OYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/re08Zh_o420/s320/P1000610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332893524586543490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally home.  After a lot of traveling between provo, bountiful, back to provo back to bountiful to ogden to idaho and back to ogden then to provo then to salt lake then to colorado...it feels good to be in one place.  I'm moved in and now i just need to find a job. oh the joys of job hunting.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI_v-OqA8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/3z3REiqyfYU/s1600-h/P1000529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI_v-OqA8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/3z3REiqyfYU/s320/P1000529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332895002150962114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving out and going to bountiful and ogden...&lt;br /&gt;i was able to move out and get everything moved to the right place. so that's always good.  It was sad saying bye to my roommmates, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgJAnBF0m_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JrqbYJ3VnWM/s1600-h/P1000542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgJAnBF0m_I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JrqbYJ3VnWM/s320/P1000542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332895947812019186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my dad left with my car i decided i wanted to go up to idaho to visit some friends.  So, a little after i woke up and showered i got online and got a ticket on the next shuttle to idaho.  It was a lot of fun!!! I got spend time with Sam and I got to see Melissa.  I also got to see Jon.  He was a lot of fun to hang out with.  We all just had a blast...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI7kr_v1AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pGW2HcGMNWc/s1600-h/P1000559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI7kr_v1AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pGW2HcGMNWc/s320/P1000559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332890410231518210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to women's conference with my mom, my aunt christie, my aunt sandy and my grandma.  it was a lot of fun.  a lotof good speakers and great fun.  i learned quite a bit.  I've also realized that old women are crazy.  hahaha..good times...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI84gpCXYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DvQyN2KUVUg/s1600-h/P1000600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI84gpCXYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DvQyN2KUVUg/s320/P1000600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332891850292485506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm home now i got to go to the mavs vs. nuggets game last night! sadly, the mavs lost, but it was still a lot of fun.  the guy behind us kept saying the mavs were stiff.  seriously, every 2 seconds. i think he was trying to insult them, but no one understood what he was saying cuz he made no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI-_hGu56I/AAAAAAAAAJo/8OEIt58G4EQ/s1600-h/P1000620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI-_hGu56I/AAAAAAAAAJo/8OEIt58G4EQ/s320/P1000620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332894169699379106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i just need to find a job! any ideas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI8Gb3WlbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Pwcoz5GJcsA/s1600-h/P1000565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI8Gb3WlbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Pwcoz5GJcsA/s320/P1000565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332890990016894386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1834651359122707465?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1834651359122707465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1834651359122707465' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1834651359122707465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1834651359122707465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-summer.html' title='it&apos;s summer...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SgI-Z932OYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/re08Zh_o420/s72-c/P1000610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1862654484072283582</id><published>2009-04-18T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:15:47.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT...</title><content type='html'>I made it through another semester of school!!! i finished my last final today.  It feels so good to be done.  I even PASSED all of them! i don't have to retake any of them! thank goodness!!!!  Afterwards,  started to pack up some stuff, then i realized, i don't want to do that today! so here i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepBrDSBJmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/z1-pnW9ySwM/s1600-h/Melinda+by+Post+%285x7%29+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepBrDSBJmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/z1-pnW9ySwM/s320/Melinda+by+Post+%285x7%29+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326141717190092386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, life is basically amazing! so much has happened! i am kicked out of my apartment in a week, and then i'll go to women's conference, then i'll be HOME! i'm very excited to go home;  yet, i'm still sad to say bye to everyone.  but have no fear, i'll be back in august! yeahyuhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i've just been in the mood to shop and get cute new outfits! it's been a lot of fun! Everyone was telling me everytime i wore my hair down, they thought i had cut it.  But the truth is, i got it cut in november! Of course, i started freaking out, cuz it just wasn't growing.  My mom sent me some vitamins that help my hair grow.  They smell GROSS! i've only taken it twice, cuz the smell makes me nauseus.  haha..but it has helped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I called my mom after i finished my last final and my dad was in the background and said congrats.  I was so confused. I was like, "mom why is dad there? cuz of the snow so he's not going to work?" then she said, "well that, and it's saturday!" haha..i couldn't even remember what day of the week it was. this week has been way off and crazy! but now it's over! thank goodness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I say this a lot, but i really do have the BEST roommates! i love them so much! they mean the world to me.  I'm sad that the semester is coming to end.  We won't be living together again.  I cried about it to Sarah the other night! haha, i'm such a baby! oh well..i really am gonna miss them! they have helped me in so many ways! i love them all sooo much! I'll do a post about them another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepCIIHcE2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Az7TQKvwjiI/s1600-h/roomies+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepCIIHcE2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Az7TQKvwjiI/s320/roomies+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326142216704103266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents get out here in like 4 days! i'm so excited!  my dad is such a great guy! he's going to come out here and help me move, and then he's going to drive my car back to Colorado and let me and my mom fly back! what a guy! love him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepC0OjAA1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/b1e1SUZjXUA/s1600-h/P1000015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepC0OjAA1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/b1e1SUZjXUA/s320/P1000015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326142974344561490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm gonna head out...but i'll start posting again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1862654484072283582?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1862654484072283582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1862654484072283582' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1862654484072283582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1862654484072283582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SepBrDSBJmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/z1-pnW9ySwM/s72-c/Melinda+by+Post+%285x7%29+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-1978634905106759862</id><published>2009-03-29T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:44:09.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a little too not over you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-wNSBAflI/AAAAAAAAAH4/muScntfLrW4/s1600-h/P1000436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-wNSBAflI/AAAAAAAAAH4/muScntfLrW4/s320/P1000436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318663427168697938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow guys, sorry!!! it has been over a month since i have posted anything. my bad! Just so much has been going on.  Like i figured before i even came back from Christmas break, this really has been a great semester! Now there's like 2 full weeks of classes left, and then finals! THEN IT'S SUMMER!! i'm super super excited about that! school can be quite stressful..but it's almost over with! thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-wWvsIRBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GYyOp5VwClY/s1600-h/P1000417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-wWvsIRBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GYyOp5VwClY/s320/P1000417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318663589753013266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-woxEEKTI/AAAAAAAAAII/9OfmLUc1B8g/s1600-h/P1000456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-woxEEKTI/AAAAAAAAAII/9OfmLUc1B8g/s320/P1000456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318663899359488306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Cody gets home in like SIX months! man, time sure does fly by fast doesn't it? I'm super excited! Which means, Cameron gets home in like a month.  May 9th to be exact! daaang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-w_6GvL2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/L4AgzCZZCwE/s1600-h/P1000469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-w_6GvL2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/L4AgzCZZCwE/s320/P1000469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318664296923606882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, March was the month of dates! I went on sooo many dates! Each one was lots of fun in it's own way! But it can get pretty exhausting.  So these past couple of weekends, I have just relaxed. ha..i didn't really relax! i wish i did! My cousin, Mickey, got baptized yesterday!  It's amazing to see how little 8 year olds really are! I love them.  They're all so cute and all so willing to take a huge step in their lives that will bring them closer to the Lord!  I love kids!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-xPumx0LI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UdGX-bluJlg/s1600-h/P1000477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-xPumx0LI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UdGX-bluJlg/s320/P1000477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318664568714678450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was telling me things i used to do when i was younger..&lt;br /&gt;apparently bugs were my friends!&lt;br /&gt;I liked rocks and would bring her the pretty ones!&lt;br /&gt;I used to do gymnastics on the edge of the couch..&lt;br /&gt;and what else did she tell me?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes..i have always loved babies! (imagine that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was such a cool kid! just kidding!! ok, not really. i was a cool kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new snack that i like to eat is ritz crackers with peanut butter!! mmm..delish! seriously though, how is peanut butter so good? mmm..love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-yHjoq3zI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8-qGoBzWX1o/s1600-h/me+and+britton+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-yHjoq3zI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8-qGoBzWX1o/s320/me+and+britton+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318665527842496306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why my family loves me so much, but they do!  I really think i have one of the best families ever! even though Josiah had officially kicked me out of the family because I didn't send him my bracket..but whatever..he has allowed me to join the family again. lame! but yeah...my mom sent me Twilight in the mail! I LOOVE THAT SERIES..and I LOOOVE THE MOVIE!! I'm so excited for New Moon to come to theaters! I'm already planning on going to the opening showing! that's just the way i roll! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-zNWh0ViI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yK5yqM2EUSs/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-zNWh0ViI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yK5yqM2EUSs/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318666726914938402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;that's all i can think of right now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-1978634905106759862?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/1978634905106759862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=1978634905106759862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1978634905106759862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/1978634905106759862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-just-little-too-not-over-you.html' title='I&apos;m just a little too not over you..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/Sc-wNSBAflI/AAAAAAAAAH4/muScntfLrW4/s72-c/P1000436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7021936340409848493</id><published>2009-02-14T10:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:56:52.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcT0dG4n4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wzagyygnw4o/s1600-h/P1000385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcT0dG4n4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wzagyygnw4o/s320/P1000385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302728878139678594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTgfr8ZKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bHjMs-dlHn8/s1600-h/P1000397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTgfr8ZKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bHjMs-dlHn8/s320/P1000397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302728535234602146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentines day! this is usually a day that people who are alone mope around. who does that? lol..i love it! I mean, it's a day of love..and i love a lot of people. anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i told you before i would put pics up from ward prom..it was so much fun.  my escorts name was Brett..apparently he served his mission in my ward (ponderosa ward) like a month before i moved there...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTX0axjdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OJnxUGx_CX8/s1600-h/P1000402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTX0axjdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OJnxUGx_CX8/s320/P1000402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302728386180910546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;this past week has been pretty great..i went out every night except for monday night. Tuesday, this guy in my fhe group made me dinner and we watched transformers.  Wednesday i went to the BYU basketball game against Colorado State...we totally kicked their butts! yeah &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcSHqy4JzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1R8IL3_A7rs/s1600-h/P1000390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcSHqy4JzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/1R8IL3_A7rs/s320/P1000390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302727009208117042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcSPwSIkDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MzqQBXM20BY/s1600-h/P1000386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcSPwSIkDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MzqQBXM20BY/s320/P1000386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302727148120346674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeahh..and thursday i went roller skating and last night i went to an inturmural&lt;sp&gt; basketball game and saw twilight. yes, that is my 5th time.  so i woke up yesterday without a voice. it was quite exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sp&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcR7Nqg-6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/CsDmQAOd54A/s1600-h/P1000391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcR7Nqg-6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/CsDmQAOd54A/s320/P1000391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302726795229985698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTlU40nqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1lQjcjSCqks/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTlU40nqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1lQjcjSCqks/s320/dancing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302728618235174562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTBQ1YpsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tHEKdXq_j6s/s1600-h/me+and+rob+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcTBQ1YpsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tHEKdXq_j6s/s320/me+and+rob+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302727998671726274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7021936340409848493?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7021936340409848493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7021936340409848493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7021936340409848493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7021936340409848493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SZcT0dG4n4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Wzagyygnw4o/s72-c/P1000385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-4071886170470916854</id><published>2009-02-06T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:34:10.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untouched...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0pOwf8D2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3AhFbx_dXY8/s1600-h/P1000349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0pOwf8D2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3AhFbx_dXY8/s320/P1000349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299937669998710626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me explain my past week in one word...AMAZING!! so much fun.  Monday night i had a good conversation with Scott's dad. I helped ease some of the concerns he h&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0qtUve7bI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Hq83AZZLCXc/s1600-h/P1000375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0qtUve7bI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Hq83AZZLCXc/s320/P1000375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299939294635290034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ad.  on tuesday, rob invited me to go country dancing..AND I ACTUALLY DID IT! yeah, i know..me country dance? lol..but it was definitely worth it.  I had a blast.  wednesday i went and tutored some little hispanic kids...but there were so many of us and so little of them.  So, i didn't even do any tutoring. but it was fun.  then 2 guys in my ward, tim and colby, came by and took me and sarah to din&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0rP3xOBSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CK_mheisgQE/s1600-h/P1000342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0rP3xOBSI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CK_mheisgQE/s320/P1000342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299939888153363746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ner.  sooo funny.  ok, and last night..wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and sarah decided to be sneaky.  we went to Smith's and bought some shoe polish.  w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0puPAN66I/AAAAAAAAAFo/atwBFn2VSS8/s1600-h/P1000376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0puPAN66I/AAAAAAAAAFo/atwBFn2VSS8/s320/P1000376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299938210763107234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e came home and dressed in all black and put on some bandana's. we then went and tagged rob and jeff's cars.  it was hilarious. we almost got caught like 5 times.  we even almost got caught from rob himself.  it was great.  i even accidentally knocked off someones license plate. whoopsy, my bad. but it's all fixed now.  I also bought a dress for my ward prom that is tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'll let the pictures show &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0qPX3KRBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HZkDmiXvnCk/s1600-h/P1000366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0qPX3KRBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HZkDmiXvnCk/s320/P1000366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299938780076721170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0qfNaOceI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gluSyvzkkxo/s1600-h/P1000373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0qfNaOceI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gluSyvzkkxo/s320/P1000373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299939052148912610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0p_NZrGkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/E25PulCswZg/s1600-h/P1000359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0p_NZrGkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/E25PulCswZg/s320/P1000359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299938502390782530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-4071886170470916854?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4071886170470916854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=4071886170470916854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4071886170470916854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4071886170470916854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/02/untouched.html' title='untouched...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SY0pOwf8D2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3AhFbx_dXY8/s72-c/P1000349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-5003530217284682869</id><published>2009-01-31T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:18:40.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've survived...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SYT4JCvtTtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d5yIhV0_yhQ/s1600-h/P1000318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SYT4JCvtTtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d5yIhV0_yhQ/s320/P1000318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297631895934029522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past week was crraaazzzzyyyy!! i had 3 tests, a quiz, and had to write 2 papers.  but of course, i DID IT!! it's all over with now. thank goodness. I wasn't sure if i would be able to make it through the week. but i definitely did! thanks for all your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week there were amazing sunsets. I loved it.  It really made me think and realize how beautiful the earth truly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw Australia yesterday in the dollar theater. oh my gosh, what a tear jerker. me, christina, and amy were bawling!  it was wayyy good though.  Seriously though, i don't know how no one else was crying.  we were like dying. haha..after we watched the movie we came back and played games and watched zoolander.  there was about 13 people there.  it was a lottt of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crazy thing about this week was that i actually felt really calm.  Usually i would stress over all the stuff i had to do.  but i didn't. it was pretty amazing. i even found ways to have fun, even though i still had so much to do.  I hung out with britton 2 nights in a row. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SYT4XOh2s2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/w1I_mIs6pMc/s1600-h/P1000336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SYT4XOh2s2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/w1I_mIs6pMc/s320/P1000336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297632139615318882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i went to coldstone with sarah(haha, what an experience).  i went to fhe. i celebrated chinese new year with hayley.  i went out last night with a bunch of people. wow, what a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got a new table this week.  it's beautiful. our whole apartment is amazing. i absolutely love it! i love my roommates! they are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do have great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a week.&lt;br /&gt;gotta love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-5003530217284682869?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/5003530217284682869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=5003530217284682869' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5003530217284682869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/5003530217284682869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-survived.html' title='i&apos;ve survived...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SYT4JCvtTtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/d5yIhV0_yhQ/s72-c/P1000318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8311952234434025589</id><published>2009-01-22T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:40:52.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling happy...</title><content type='html'>This week. wow. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting last weekend I've been busy! I went up to Ogden for the monthly birthday party for my mom's side of the family.  It was pretty fun!  It's always good to see family.  I got back to Provo Sunday night and me and my roommates watched Sydney White.  That movie is so funny. I really like it.  Monday I drove up to Bountiful with Matt to drop my old school tv off at my grandparents house.  I feel kinda bad cuz we weren't really planning on being there for that long, but we were. haha, it was fun though.  I hope he had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning i get this text from Evan telling me HE GOT HIS MISSION CALL!! he didn't even tell me he was putting his papers in.  but it was a very good surprise.  I went to his house that night for the opening.  It was so good.  He looked ahead, like a typical person...and he began to tear up.  of course, I DID TOO!! it was soo amazing.  He is going to Frankfurt, Ger&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SXlKNHeY00I/AAAAAAAAAEY/avxhmL1aq3k/s1600-h/evan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SXlKNHeY00I/AAAAAAAAAEY/avxhmL1aq3k/s320/evan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294344426155987778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;many.  He leaves March 18th!! eeeek.  Sometimes i worry about some missionaries going out.  Evan? NO WAY!! he will do so great! He is such a great guy and one of my really good friends.  I worked with him at Chick-fil-A!!! He used to play jokes on me...like the whole fridge creepiness!! lol...I remember one day at work he was like, "Melinda, you missed one of the belt loops." haha, how embarrassing. buuuttt it was wayy funny! He really was/is one of the nicest guys i know.  During the summer he would invite me to bonfires up in the canyon. So much fun.  Yes, I will miss Evan, but i know this is where he should be.  I know he will be amazing and he will love it so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the temple.  I really love going into the temple and the feeling get in there!  I never want to leave; but when it starts to get crowded, that's when i know i should probably leave. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week should be way crazy...tests basically everyday! exciting huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8311952234434025589?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8311952234434025589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8311952234434025589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8311952234434025589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8311952234434025589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-feeling-happy.html' title='I&apos;m feeling happy...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SXlKNHeY00I/AAAAAAAAAEY/avxhmL1aq3k/s72-c/evan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-6468984715708163069</id><published>2009-01-14T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:42:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Real..this is me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6iQmBjf3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/oJJcpdhTdsI/s1600-h/P1000308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6iQmBjf3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/oJJcpdhTdsI/s320/P1000308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291345018175586162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This past week has been pretty crazy!  I've had my ups and downs for sure...the week I got back to Provo I seriously went to the temple almost every night.  I would just sit there and think.  On Sunday, I literally went there THREE times!  I find it to be very relaxing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday night I watched Camp Rock with Hayley!  It's basically amazing.  Yeah, it's cheesy..but who doesn't love a cheesy movie?  There's this one part where they are singing with each other...SOOOO ATTRACTIVE! ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't figured out where to go with my Christmas present.  Any suggestions? Just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6iIPhyD7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Dx631hy0ysk/s1600-h/P1000303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6iIPhyD7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Dx631hy0ysk/s320/P1000303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291344874697789362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say I love my roommates so much? For real, they are amazing.  I feel so comfortable with each of them.  Me and Sarah have been having lots of bonding moments.  It's so great!  We even went on a loooong drive together just to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Evan is starting to watch Prison Break. YES!! He wants me to start 24.  I guess we'll just see.  No, I will give it a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6ifaoJOkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iV8z9GvyMRA/s1600-h/P1000307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6ifaoJOkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iV8z9GvyMRA/s320/P1000307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291345272814254658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley and I went up to the temple on sunday and there were sooo many missionaries on the temple grounds.  It was crazy!  I was wondering if I would see Matt G.  But I didn't.  Good thing too, or i probably would've started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the week is finally almost over.  and life is still good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-6468984715708163069?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/6468984715708163069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=6468984715708163069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6468984715708163069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/6468984715708163069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='This is Real..this is me...'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SW6iQmBjf3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/oJJcpdhTdsI/s72-c/P1000308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8508545996507057231</id><published>2009-01-06T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:03:22.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a new year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SWPjIJxvQeI/AAAAAAAAADg/blF85yDpLzs/s1600-h/P1000268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SWPjIJxvQeI/AAAAAAAAADg/blF85yDpLzs/s320/P1000268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288320116666089954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means lots of new beginnings and some endings!!  I have this feeling that this upcoming semester will be so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my last day in Colorado, my family and I went to the Royal Gorge! It's this really huge bridge that goes between two mountains! sooo scary! You can either walk on it or drive across.  Daniel didn't even get halfway.  It was funny! But yeah, it was wayy fun!  Overall, my time in Colorado was very nice.  The good thing was that it didn't snow either!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got back on Saturday.  My cousin Stefanie came and picked me up! She is amazing!! After she dropped me off, I was going to run some errands, like go grocery shopping and buy my books.  I go down to start to my car...IT WAS DEAD! so depressing! very stressful day.  But it turned out to be really good! Stefanie and Jason came and jumped my car.  I also went and saw High School Musical 3 with my roommates in the dollar theater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, my cousins daughter, Lena, was being blessed.  So I went to their ward.  It was a great sunday.  My grandparents drove down, as did some of my other cousins.  My grandpa got up to bear his testimony and I just loved it sooo much! I love my grandparents soo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started. It's snowing like crazy.  It's freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUUUTTTTT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8508545996507057231?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8508545996507057231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8508545996507057231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8508545996507057231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8508545996507057231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-new-year.html' title='it&apos;s a new year..'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SWPjIJxvQeI/AAAAAAAAADg/blF85yDpLzs/s72-c/P1000268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7935394439706355266</id><published>2008-12-29T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:29:38.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVkx7v3gt4I/AAAAAAAAADI/7aZBXmxbB3o/s1600-h/HPIM1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVkx7v3gt4I/AAAAAAAAADI/7aZBXmxbB3o/s320/HPIM1373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285310540227327874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Christmas was basically amazing!! My parents decided to spoil me and Daniel! haha, this was actually the first year i didn't open the last present! it was kinda funny!!! My parents decided to help me with starting to read again. I got like 8 books!! I've started one of them! it's pretty good so far. The other night I finished reading The Truth About Forever! That book was really good!  It kinda reminded me of me! lol..you'll have to read it to understand! not everything about it, just different parts! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom just came in and told me I could earn like $1000 for doing hip hop abs! lol..so maybe i'll work on that! lol...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVkzF7QWTVI/AAAAAAAAADY/IeuyVMxWZqk/s1600-h/HPIM1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVkzF7QWTVI/AAAAAAAAADY/IeuyVMxWZqk/s320/HPIM1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285311814594612562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird, it has been snowing like everywhere else except for Parker! I like it though.  I actually got a break away from the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time last year, Katy came out to visit me! It was so much fun! I miss that girl! But I'll see her again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my Christmas presents this year was a flight anywhere in the US...but not hawaii! Where do you think i should go??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't have much else to say. but i hope everyone has a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7935394439706355266?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7935394439706355266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7935394439706355266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7935394439706355266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7935394439706355266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-christmas-was-basically-amazing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVkx7v3gt4I/AAAAAAAAADI/7aZBXmxbB3o/s72-c/HPIM1373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-9027085883501891944</id><published>2008-12-22T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:50:34.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm home for Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVAnLf4AKPI/AAAAAAAAADA/0OcrrL-r2Vk/s1600-h/family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVAnLf4AKPI/AAAAAAAAADA/0OcrrL-r2Vk/s320/family+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282765441394026738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home!!!! It's been pretty fun! i really enjoy being here.  Not sure if I appreciate the "picking on" by some people..but oh well.  Christmas is in THREE DAYS! I'm super excited! I have all the presents for my family members.  I still need to wrap one of my moms and one of my dads.  I'll probably do that tomorrow. Or maybe tonight! who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna come home for spring/summer terms.  I decided it would be better just all around.  I won't have to pay for housing, I can get to my family reunion cheaper, I can get a better paying job.  Overall, it will just be much easier.  But we'll see what happens this semester and if I change my mind.  But I'm just gonna take a couple of online classes during spring and summer, so it'll be cheaper and easier just at home.  So that's what i'm gonna do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GET TO TALK TO CODY ON THURSDAY!! i'm super excited!! It should be good! His letters are so funny!! He usually tells me that i should stay away from boys.  But never just comes out with it..he puts it in a funny way! it's great! anywayyy..gotta go! lataaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-9027085883501891944?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/9027085883501891944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=9027085883501891944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/9027085883501891944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/9027085883501891944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-home-for-christmas.html' title='I&apos;m home for Christmas!!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SVAnLf4AKPI/AAAAAAAAADA/0OcrrL-r2Vk/s72-c/family+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-4768608818251057968</id><published>2008-12-13T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:53:22.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Your Lover Too!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SUS7aR0hhuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hj-fYwfIcIQ/s1600-h/roommate+lovin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SUS7aR0hhuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hj-fYwfIcIQ/s320/roommate+lovin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279550723319760610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THIS IS THE WEEK!! I just need to get 5 finals out of the way, and LIFE WILL BE GREAT!! well for 2 1/2 weeks at least. it's gonna be so awesome! I should be done by tuesday! Monday i am planning on taking my Book of Mormon, Family Finance, Strengthening Marriage and Family, and Doctrine and Covenants exams.  Then on Tuesday, i'm planning on taking my Human Development exam! I'm so glad these classes are going to be over.  Well kinda! I'm sad that me and Christina won't have a class together, but what can a girl do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it snowed today! great fun! i drove to the Provo Library, then stayed inside all day staying warm!! it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Robert Pattinson, the guy that plays Edward, can SING!! and he is really good! his voice is soothing.  In his song, "I'll be your lover too" he laughs at one of the parts..it is so cute! i love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I have awesome roommates..I love how me and Sarah can just sit here and talk to each other! We laugh like all the time cuz we both say stupid things..and it's awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now! Love you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-4768608818251057968?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/4768608818251057968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=4768608818251057968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4768608818251057968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/4768608818251057968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/12/ill-be-your-lover-too.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Your Lover Too!!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SUS7aR0hhuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hj-fYwfIcIQ/s72-c/roommate+lovin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7273644046246749992</id><published>2008-12-08T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:10:23.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot N Cold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4K-soVwPI/AAAAAAAAACg/cBiVCNenKZ8/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4K-soVwPI/AAAAAAAAACg/cBiVCNenKZ8/s320/IMG_1869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277667885573325042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this crazy thing here in Utah..it's called: "The Weather!" It can be just so gorgeous outside, then all of a sudden...IT'S SNOWING! like, today! yuck! oh well, luckily the snow did not stick on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home for Thanksgiving. Soooo much fun! i absolutely looooved it! I'm actually gonna be back in the great state of Colorado in about 9 days! So that should be lots of fun..hopefully at least!  oh and i chopped my hair off. it's much shorter now!! yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are coming up. Which means...LOTS AND LOTS OF STUDYING!! I do not like studying..but hey, i'm in college: get over it right? RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over Thanksgiving break I saw Twilight again.  I came home and just saw it again on saturday! it is such a good movie! i looove it! Possibly one of my favorites! I can't to see what they come up with next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4LTmLpHBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0ERYkyvUM8w/s1600-h/IMG_1893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4LTmLpHBI/AAAAAAAAACo/0ERYkyvUM8w/s320/IMG_1893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277668244619598866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4Lr1J5oVI/AAAAAAAAACw/at8GN5h9tbs/s1600-h/me+and+scotty+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4Lr1J5oVI/AAAAAAAAACw/at8GN5h9tbs/s320/me+and+scotty+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277668660955685202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Scott should be in Mexico. Or from what i understand, he should be in Mexico! But who knows? lol..he will do so great there! Time really does fly! And it's like, in a blink of an eye, everything has changed.  I mean, look at me..i'm in college, the semester is basically over, cody has been out for over a year now, cam gets back in May..and it's all just happening so fast.  But I don't feel like I have missed any of it.  Like, me before was great, but me now..DANG! haha..jk jk..but yeah..I LOVE MY FAMILY SO MUCH! I LOVE MY ROOMMATES SO MUCH! I LOVE THE CHURCH SO MUCH! I LOVE LIFE!! Well, that's all for now! I hope everyone has a MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7273644046246749992?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7273644046246749992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7273644046246749992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7273644046246749992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7273644046246749992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/12/hot-n-cold.html' title='Hot N Cold!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/ST4K-soVwPI/AAAAAAAAACg/cBiVCNenKZ8/s72-c/IMG_1869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7111901653552924697</id><published>2008-11-24T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:39:37.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did we get here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs7KKqUFtI/AAAAAAAAACA/l2EIP6SlKuY/s1600-h/P1000186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs7KKqUFtI/AAAAAAAAACA/l2EIP6SlKuY/s320/P1000186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372834613860050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs5pOjZlVI/AAAAAAAAABo/m7e-7ldIm5c/s1600-h/P1000212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs5pOjZlVI/AAAAAAAAABo/m7e-7ldIm5c/s320/P1000212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272371169211290962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I LOOOOVED TWILIGHT! That's a picture of Celina, Leah, Me and Hayley at the movie!!! so amazing! I understand people don't like it, but I absolutely loved it! I am seeing it again on Wednesday! But this time with my family! I really hope they like it!  But hey, everyone has to judge for themselves right?  All I know or care about is that i loved it!  so at the movie the manager came in and was telling us we needed to turn our phones off and then she was like, and from i know, someone has an announcement.  Then this guy PROPOSED to his girlfriend!  It was sooo cute!  I made me happy.  All the girls in the theater gasped! Then started chanting "Say yes say yes!"  She yelled out..."YES!"  haha..it was so cute!  They weren't a young couple either..they were older! lol..  I finished reading Breaking Dawn!  Man, now what do i do? Just read them again? haha..well, I decided i should finish the Harry Potter series!  Have you ever read The Hiding Place by Corrie Ten Boom?  If not, I highly suggest it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been a pretty good time lately! Last night, me and my roommates put up some &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs6pNsOsqI/AAAAAAAAABw/CTN1egwUnVk/s1600-h/roomies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs6pNsOsqI/AAAAAAAAABw/CTN1egwUnVk/s320/roomies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372268491518626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amazing Christmas decorations.  All out of paper might i add. lol..well, today i bought us some SWEET stockings from Honks! Great store.  I'm done with classes for the week! It's such a great feeling! I am practically packed to go home TOMORROW! I'm so excited!  Hopefully we'll get a new family picture.  But Cody won't be there.  But that's okay, he is in spirit right? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned out my car today! It's so beautiful!  My roommates are amazing!  So yesterday when I got home from church i had some peanut butter.  So did Sarah and Amy!  It was awes&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs6pKWX6mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EY2LbnOMoYU/s1600-h/roomies+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs6pKWX6mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EY2LbnOMoYU/s320/roomies+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372267594541666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ome!  No but really, my roommates are so amazing!  They're always there for me and each other! I feel so privileged to know them!  Well, I think that's it for now!  Hope everyone has a great week and HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7111901653552924697?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7111901653552924697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7111901653552924697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7111901653552924697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7111901653552924697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-did-we-get-here.html' title='How did we get here?'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSs7KKqUFtI/AAAAAAAAACA/l2EIP6SlKuY/s72-c/P1000186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-2564708169391930640</id><published>2008-11-20T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:27:16.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSX-mpdW3EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1fbYzF7SXqM/s1600-h/P1000188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSX-mpdW3EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1fbYzF7SXqM/s320/P1000188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270898878824504386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So THIS WEEK HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!! I've just been so happy.  And I'm so glad I didn't procrastinate this semester! Cuz now..I'm done with all my papers and my tests for the semester!  It feels so incredibly good!! So last week, i broke our mailbox key! whoops..my bad.  and i've been trying to get a hold of the post office. of course, the guy that should come fix it is always out or not working that day.  Well yesterday i just got fed up with it and i was sitting in my class and came up with this genius idea:  since you have the top of the key put it in there and turn it.  I went home and tried it! walaaa!! I GOT IT TO OPEN! i felt so cool!! lol..when i opened it i expected mail from scott and maybe matt.  But no..i HAD FOUR LETTERS FOR ME! one from Elder Scott Austin, Elder Matt Gamett, Elder Tyson Farnsworth, and ELDER CAMERON THORPE!! it was soo exciting! I really loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also Celina's 19th birthday yesterday! it was lots of fun.  I took her out to dinner to chick-fil-a.  then she helped me pick out a TWILIGHT shirt!! I then took her to GrayWhale&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSX_wEorIJI/AAAAAAAAABY/3z3eq3dSJwI/s1600-h/P1000177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSX_wEorIJI/AAAAAAAAABY/3z3eq3dSJwI/s320/P1000177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270900140250177682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the store..and it was hilarious.  The guy working was so funny. butt yeah..we got some good movies.  I really hope she had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you that really truly know me KNOW I'M OBSESSED WITH TWILIGHT!! i just started reading them and couldn't put them down! it was insane.  AND TONIGHT THE MOVIE COMES OUT! of course i have opening night tickets! it's gonna be so much fun.  I'm going with Hayley, Leah, Celina, Heidi, and Lauren! It should be lots of fun! I'll probably write a blog later about how much i loved it!! lol..that's the shirt on the right and on the back it says "I dream about being with you forever."  mmm...sooooo good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-2564708169391930640?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/2564708169391930640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=2564708169391930640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2564708169391930640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/2564708169391930640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT!!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSX-mpdW3EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1fbYzF7SXqM/s72-c/P1000188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8906560353688204514</id><published>2008-11-16T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:46:24.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake it up baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSEhJpA3lYI/AAAAAAAAABA/mYTG3X0fRQk/s1600-h/familyyyy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSEhJpA3lYI/AAAAAAAAABA/mYTG3X0fRQk/s320/familyyyy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269529488512226690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was so good! The only big problem was that i BROKE our mailbox key and I can never get a hold of the guy to come fix it! But don't worry, I will GET it done! lol..Also, like, I've just realized how happy i really am...nothing in particular is making me happy..i just AM! and do you know how good that feels? Let me just tell ya...SOOOOO GOOD!! Ever since I have given up on things in my life that aren't doing me any good or making me a better person and ever since I have picked up things that are making me better..i can think MUCH clearer! It's such a great feeling.  I have figured out things that I really enjoy.  I have found many things just can help if I'm feeling down.  It's just crazy...but i LOVE IT!!  Leah even told me today that she has noticed i am much happier.  I've also noticed I have picked up singing again!  That usually means I'm really happy.  Singing and dancing!!! Well, I've learned you really just gotta put so must trust and faith in the Lord that everything will happen when it will..and if you just do everything you should be doing it makes such a huge impact.  I don't even know if this even made any sense..I had so many thoughts going through my head all at once! Anyway...I should get to bed!! Catch ya later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing in my ward choir on sunday! it's gonna be so awesome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8906560353688204514?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8906560353688204514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8906560353688204514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8906560353688204514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8906560353688204514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/11/shake-it-up-baby.html' title='Shake it up baby!!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SSEhJpA3lYI/AAAAAAAAABA/mYTG3X0fRQk/s72-c/familyyyy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-8226379084565297834</id><published>2008-11-09T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:08:39.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRd7eQ1iMoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IL1lCEkNZQ8/s1600-h/MATTY%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRd7eQ1iMoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IL1lCEkNZQ8/s320/MATTY%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266814049078882946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird how fast things happen.  One day you're saying goodbye to someone for two years, and it feels like the next day you are saying hello again.  I know everyone thinks missions are sooooo long.  Ok, of course they are, but in the time of things..it's really not too bad.  Today Matt had his farewell.  And of course, we being best friends, i went to support him.  He had such a great turn out.  Many people that he knows came to support him and his decision to serve a mission.  It was amazing!  He will be leaving on Wednesday November 12th.  While he's there i hope he will just completely love it and know it's the right thing to do!! Of course i'll be writing him! ohhh yeah!! I have found a new thing that i absolutely love..writing letters.  Especially to missionaries! But anyway, I know it's hard now to say bye, but just think of when he will come home.  It will be so great! So the sooner i get him outta here the sooner i get him back! LOL!! But when i had to say bye to him today, I wasn't sure if that would be my "last" time to see him.  A lot of things could happen in two years.  So we'll see. But no worries, i'm sure i'll be here when he gets back! Well, that's all for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-8226379084565297834?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/8226379084565297834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=8226379084565297834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8226379084565297834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/8226379084565297834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/11/missions.html' title='Missions!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRd7eQ1iMoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/IL1lCEkNZQ8/s72-c/MATTY%21%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7287374536199245221.post-7020574040631263934</id><published>2008-11-08T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:03:14.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the start of something new!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVVnvgeLwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pBd6sMFhT2k/s1600-h/HPIM1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVVnvgeLwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pBd6sMFhT2k/s320/HPIM1837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266209480535584514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time on here and basically, I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING! butttt, hopefully it will all come together. if you have any ideas for me or suggestions please just let me know. I think these posts are supposed to be about what I've been up to soooo here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went with my friend Hayley to buy our tickets to TWILIGHT opening night! It's basically going to be awesome!!  I went to the hospital because Stefanie had her baby!! YAY!! She is so precious.  I am about to send another friend of mine off on a mission: Matt. He's going to be serving the Lord and gathering Israel in the Washington Kennewick Mission, spanish speaking.  I think he is so stoked about it.  School is school. Lots of studying...lots of fun! And just to answer anyone's question..NO, i do NOT have a boyfriend or a guy i am interested in. so there! well, I should get to bed, it's about 2 in the morning, and i'm exhausted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7287374536199245221-7020574040631263934?l=melroobyu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/feeds/7020574040631263934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7287374536199245221&amp;postID=7020574040631263934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7020574040631263934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7287374536199245221/posts/default/7020574040631263934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melroobyu.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-start-of-something-new.html' title='this is the start of something new!!'/><author><name>Melinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418578496907812605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVQ3ZJulSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NfFVwgGGYzk/S220/me.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mv_m89-ve7g/SRVVnvgeLwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pBd6sMFhT2k/s72-c/HPIM1837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
