tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50253354261723597382024-03-05T02:18:05.158-08:00It's Me... Carlee MarieTo be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.
e. e. cummingsCarl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-9893244144786480742011-08-28T18:41:00.001-07:002011-09-06T12:59:04.382-07:00Who am I? Where Do I belong? Where am I going?As I enter my last year as a college undergrad I start to think about what direction my life will take and it sure is mind boggling. Ever since I started high school I knew I wanted to become a physical therapist and I see that as lucky because I see people every day that have no idea what they want to do with their lives. I also have wanted to move to California and live near the ocean. Lately I have been thinking that maybe that isn't what I should do. I keep thinking what about Texas, or Georgia, or North Carolina. Who am I to just completely rule all those places out and not completely explore all of my options. So cheers to exploring options and really making this year count and possibly learning that much more about myself.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-4159267989321404522011-08-04T14:42:00.000-07:002011-08-04T14:58:53.916-07:00Redneck Alert<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZCFfSp9lsBapAKdmwVAPGFGFy6kJTLHT7zdboAA-CkljXFHsKmrQ9Bhbm6UEKgnjcwXfWTzHShInSu-NrevH32PC3ORlVeZhNr4e7MvPHs3w7-jpeLg6CtYsB_E2-QCHvSCtbrMeACn7/s1600/aug+4+088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZCFfSp9lsBapAKdmwVAPGFGFy6kJTLHT7zdboAA-CkljXFHsKmrQ9Bhbm6UEKgnjcwXfWTzHShInSu-NrevH32PC3ORlVeZhNr4e7MvPHs3w7-jpeLg6CtYsB_E2-QCHvSCtbrMeACn7/s200/aug+4+088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637123606154467074" /></a><br />Last summer a serious tradition was started. At the county fair my awesome cousins one of our friends and I embarked on wrestling a pig. Last year we just couldn't get the pig lifted high enough for it to be in the barrel and we let go to soon and the pig got loose, EPIC FAIL!! All year we joked about how the next year we would prove our true awesomenss. We strategized and strategized until we came up with the perfect plan, little did we know our plan was no match for one pissed off pig. I never thought I could wake up so sore from being beaten up by a pig. I slipped going after the pig and hit my head and then was stepped on and then the time ran out and we didn't get the pig into the barrel. Another EPIC FAIL!! I have learned that it doesn't matter how good you are because it all depends on how feisty the pig is. If you're lucky your pig will not move and as we found out you could also get a pig that tries to jump back into the trailer and wants nothing to do with you. I don't really care that we didn't win I just love the amount of fun we have and all the jokes that we can make. This event is what I wait all summer for because I know that I will have a blast and never forget those memories.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-36697831645643046802011-07-11T10:35:00.000-07:002011-07-11T10:37:57.197-07:00Reach Your fitness GoalsI have started a blog to help me study for my personal training certification so this blog will give exercise and nutrition tips for ways to help you reach your fitness goals. I hope this will help everyone including me. <br /><br />reachyourfitnessgoals-carlee.blogspot.comCarl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-65050173475370550072011-05-05T13:18:00.000-07:002011-05-05T13:43:02.076-07:00People WatchingI have kinda been slacking on my whole one blog a week challenge but here is to getting back in the swing of things. My birthday is in 3 days and I am going to Colorado to see some friends and I am so very excited. These friends have seriously been there through everything and I can't and really don't want to imagine my life without them. So here I am sitting in the airport waiting for my flight and I am always reminded of how much I love airports just because of all the awesome people watching you can do. I love to watch people and just listen to their conversations and also making up little stories about them. Of course there are all the business people in their classy suits who are those "experienced travelers" who look so annoyed with everything around them. My personal favorite is the crazy girl who is on the phone crying to someone about all the things that are going wrong she missed her flight is now on standby and she is going through a divorce and doesn't want to send her baby girl on a plane alone next week. On the other side of the room is the crying baby, sure hope that baby isn't on my flight.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-63636768167076387402011-04-18T15:14:00.001-07:002011-04-18T15:56:04.615-07:00Not Everyone Is Born Magic JohnsonI have worked at the Maverik since I was 15 and that means my seventh year anniversary is sneaking upon me. After I graduated high school I still came home every weekend to work and that is what I contribute not having friends at school to. I have been in college for 4 years and have not spent one weekend in Ogden. It is very frustrating because unlike other college kids I am forced to come home and don't do it because I want to. I started my first day of summer working today and I will basically work everyday until I go back to school at the end of august and then it will be back to every weekend. I totally respect that this is supposed to be a stepping stone to a better place and I am grateful that I have learned responsibility but seriously how much do I have to hate my life before I can't handle it anymore. My cousin has always been working there with me and this summer she isn't she will be staying at her school and working there for the summer and I'm not sure how I will be able to handle the next 4 months.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-77325181000344195672011-04-17T13:15:00.001-07:002011-04-17T13:48:39.048-07:00The Old Me is Dead and Gone...Dead and Gone... Dead and GoneLittle baby Brylee is officially a year old!!! For those of you who don't know, Brylee is one of my good friends baby and she is so stinkin cute!! But she isn't the main reason for this post, it's the fact that the last year so much has happened and it has flown by. It is almost crazy for me to think that in little over 3 weeks I will be turning 22 and I kinda feel so unaccomplished. Because of recent events I have been forced to learn a lot about myself and I truly am grateful that I do have the opportunity to lean and better myself. I have always known that I am horribly at expressing feeling and opening up to people and I think that could possibly be part of the reason I lost one of my best friends and a guy that I believed to be perfect. From this I am trying to be more open and honest with my feelings and actually addressing them. Another thing that I have discovered is that I think to much and over analyze the situation. Realizing this I have decided I'm going to try and relax and just take things as they come. Yes I believe that everything happens for a reason but I also believe that I have the power to influence an outcome. Since everything happens for a reason and with my new found revelation I'm going to try and not figure out what that reason is and just roll with the punches. I was watching a movie today and this song came on and it also inspired these thoughts the beginning and chorus really hit me and it goes a little something like this: <br />I am woman, hear me roar<br />In numbers too big to ignore<br />And I know too much to go back an' pretend<br />'cause I've heard it all before<br />And I've been down there on the floor<br />No one's ever gonna keep me down again<br /><br />CHORUS<br />Oh yes I am wise<br />But it's wisdom born of pain<br />Yes, I've paid the price<br />But look how much I gained<br />If I have to, I can do anything<br />I am strong (strong)<br />I am invincible (invincible)<br />I am woman<br /><br />And there you have it... I'm learning, hoping, dreaming, and believing. Here is to the next year of my life may it be filled with just as many of life's little lessons and being a strong independent woman. <3Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-45896488287142267052011-04-07T09:00:00.000-07:002011-04-07T09:12:16.990-07:00I never meant for it to feel like this... like ever part of me was bruisedAs we all know music is a very big part of my life. For those of you that know me pretty well music is how I express feelings. I don't write my own music by any means since I simply am not that cool, but when I hear a song I can say that that particular lyric is how I feel but I could never just come out and say what I am feeling. Believe me when I say I am trying to learn to express feelings without the influence of music. On to the real reason for this post. The other day while I was cleaning my ipod was on shuffle so every song was a surprise and up came one of my favorite songs ever, Carried Away by George Straight and I thought to myself that no matter how emo or hard rockish or even vulgar my music got my heart would always truly belong to the King of Country. I mean how can you even deny this man amazing status he has been making number one hits for longer than I have been alive!!! I will admit that when I hear him sing the sappy girl comes out and loves those country love songs that makes me believe in the prince charming that will someday come sweep me off my feet.I owe all of this to my mom, she listened to him all while I was growing up and I was able to experience just how great he really was at such a young age. I was able to see Mr. George in concert a few years ago and compared to all the concerts I have been to it probably was the best. He didn't have the crazy light show or fog machine, it was just him and his guitar and he sang to me.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-21193997094405656952011-03-31T10:20:00.000-07:002011-03-31T10:55:58.313-07:00I still want to pitch for the yankeesI recently had a meeting with my advisement coordinator to discuss classes and graduation and applying to grad school and it really got me thinking what now... I have been planing and setting these goals since freshman year of high school and it kinda pains me to say that was almost 8 years ago. My whole life revolved around getting an education and becoming successful. Yes I still have grad school but that program is only 2 years I will officially be done with school in less than 3 years, I used to feel that day was so far away and now the day scares me. What will I do after that? What dreams will I have to aspire for? Is that the pivotal moment when I will be forced to settle down? All I know is I will never settle for less than I expect and I expect the best. Here is to dreaming big!!Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-46618505807627318142011-03-22T13:09:00.000-07:002011-03-22T13:41:57.609-07:00We've been dropping twitter bombs from the sky...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZTxZgiVZYybSRRk6Zi2eleOb5dJ2EJjjvX3ZK0QDN7m5kXm5wo5M0OxYE7h8MzrzNtFB3LibH-m40yQlotGOTD6_tZJAbVZZn-nG2Y7EXt-6TNrEcf25Vbza01acsWSq6uZuHpHxcLR_/s1600/jimmerfredette-712780.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZTxZgiVZYybSRRk6Zi2eleOb5dJ2EJjjvX3ZK0QDN7m5kXm5wo5M0OxYE7h8MzrzNtFB3LibH-m40yQlotGOTD6_tZJAbVZZn-nG2Y7EXt-6TNrEcf25Vbza01acsWSq6uZuHpHxcLR_/s200/jimmerfredette-712780.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587007129735702658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ZBIEkxUw5I4m1_WhxL_ejvoQ76uq3C8Y8gAlRtC4vUj9ixjCGrodLT0Ph5ycAa1oW3VeL0VJdoE6w8MuONqeEMEaW_Z_TADAM4PRG_g0Gw7JOmvevPIIpwwMwP_oMh-LjFVP9socSGe0/s1600/RRVNAPNHCZYUHDV.20090121162245.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ZBIEkxUw5I4m1_WhxL_ejvoQ76uq3C8Y8gAlRtC4vUj9ixjCGrodLT0Ph5ycAa1oW3VeL0VJdoE6w8MuONqeEMEaW_Z_TADAM4PRG_g0Gw7JOmvevPIIpwwMwP_oMh-LjFVP9socSGe0/s200/RRVNAPNHCZYUHDV.20090121162245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587006935076562914" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Why hello out there bloggers!!! It has been quite some time since I last posted an entry and thus I have issued myself a challenge to write more in hopes it will help me in my future endeavors. I'm not going to do the whole 30 day challenge or enlightenment or whatnot because that's just not my style. One major inspiration for this goal is my dearest cousin Kelsey Jo who is an aspiring journalist and possibly one of the funniest people I know! Thanks for all you do Kels, mostly helping me wallow in the Maverik sorrows and gossip!! Enough of trying to explain myself lets get to the good stuff...<br />Well it is March possibly one of my favorite months of the year simply because of the NCAA basketball tournament. Basketball has been one of my favorite things since I was just a little tyke. I remember being in early elementary school and not being able to wait until Friday night when I got to watch my big bro play. My dad was always my coach when playing junior jazz and ever since I just can't get enough. One day I would like to be able to coach and instill my love in hearts of young children. My favorite team is of course the Duke Blue devils, they have so many aspects about them that has forever made them an amazing program. Coach K is one of my favorite coaches and I think he has such an amazing influence on his players. I would love to see them win another national championship, but my heart has a special place for the BYU Cougars and the outstanding Jimmer Fredette. Jimmer is a candidate for the national player of the year going up against the likes of players from schools that everyone talks about and are constantly making sports center. I would like to see him receive this great honor because it would show that the program has the skill to run with the big dogs. Thursday starts the sweet 16 and then is when we will know if these great teams last to see another game...Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-80859125991077410592010-07-04T11:54:00.000-07:002010-07-04T13:12:27.307-07:00Ask Me What It's Like To Have Myself So Figured Out<strong>It seems like everyone around me is getting married and having kids. Every time I turn around I have another invite to join a group because someone needs addresses for wedding announcements. This has brought 2 questions to my mind: 1. What are they thinking? If this is a way to make yourself feel like an adult, why are you in such a rush to grow up. You're only young once and you should enjoy the time that you can spend with your friends and the ones that bring out the best in you. I think what bothers me most about all this marriage talk is I don't understand it. You're young how can be certain you're in love and this other person is the one that will be what you want or need. There have been times that I have thought I was in love but now when I look back I'm not sure I could really give a straight answer about what I feel love really is. The whole high school sweetheart thing is another thing I don't get. Like yes, it is cute but again how can you know when there is so much more out there that the world has to discover. Why are you not going out to discover yourself and figure out what you want out of life. I just can't see myself giving up my dreams and ambitions for someone else. Being a student there are so much added stress of homework, tests, and projects why would you want to put that on top of the major stress of being married and supporting a family? The second question that comes to mind is what seems to be my problem? Yeah, I don't want the marriage or super serious relationship but is it to much to ask for a companion just to have someone to talk to and confide in. Or what is so unattractive about a girl who has a five year plan and knows what she wants out of life and has ambition. I am so sick of everyone asking the question of why I'm not married yet, well I will tell you why. I don't want to feel like my life is over after I get married. I want to experience what the world has to offer me. I don't think that marriage should be a cop out or just the next step. It is something that should mean the world to you and I know that when I believe I have figured out how to make myself happy and will be able to find someone that compliments that not completes.</strong>Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-70335068077228907152009-09-06T18:28:00.000-07:002009-09-06T18:49:20.935-07:00The Name Is Staley... Carlee Staley Agent DoUbLe [OH] NiNe!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzIeTOyCcqRybuZhbWkAhIK_k-FuUyJpR8Fq5Q6fkDNwmsxGJ_-0v_6ETBrzdY0mLDUjYP6ZuuzAiK_5jUjLR1a9DScVTZpNltUBvKcllp9AUMHlaJBhefd5VfLTQbg_0IUBtSXMl8IcpV/s1600-h/B+%26+E.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzIeTOyCcqRybuZhbWkAhIK_k-FuUyJpR8Fq5Q6fkDNwmsxGJ_-0v_6ETBrzdY0mLDUjYP6ZuuzAiK_5jUjLR1a9DScVTZpNltUBvKcllp9AUMHlaJBhefd5VfLTQbg_0IUBtSXMl8IcpV/s320/B+%26+E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378536653685752770" /></a><br />My secret agent status has officially been reached!!! A couple nights ago my dearest best friend Whitney and I had the privilege of breaking into my own house!! We had to run to walmart to get some disposable cups and we left in a fit of joy I closed down the garage door and ran under it not even thinking if the front door was locked... well we got back to my house and I quote "OH ShIt!!!... we might be locked out" So i went to the door and sure enough it was locked and sitting on the coffee table were my keys... I didn't need them i wasn't driving, but it didn't occur to me that maybe I would need to get back into the house! I called my dad to ask if he knew if any of the relatives had an extra key to the house and guess what... THEY DIDN'T!!! After repeatedly trying to bust in the door, and that is probably the reason my shoulder and trap muscle hurt, we tried to open the windows from the outside, lift up the garage door, pick the locks, and absolutely nothing was working... this wasn't looking promising!! I remembered I had a couple screw drivers, a leather man, and a flash light in my car... maybe we could figure something out with that. My dad called back and I told him I was just going to bust a window in and he didn't like that idea and said to find the screw on the window and take the window off... UH OKAY!!! So we're looking and not finding and still trying to pick locks... still not making progress! We move to the windows in the back and bam the screws were found took them out but still couldn't get the window out so whit is holding the screw driver and I'm kicking it trying to pry the window loose! And success was reached it moved!! We had officially broke into my own house and I can add that to my resume of tricks!!! From now on my bad ass status can never be denied!!!Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-47816523423616075032009-09-06T16:57:00.000-07:002009-09-06T17:29:39.019-07:00Lifes Little Lessons<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguoQKOn1Ka0HXDyvbVAOv2PAyc-Tgk3vOSTvyKxmg7bho91m3cyenscSMEHw6CWWWbmwQyo3EhNN9hMKp9H-2U2B4KOYhIQo0RkO4JcEYK98jWvYb6XTfqBYMYbsx_2c0gMqa_WQakzpPv/s1600-h/beach.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 108px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguoQKOn1Ka0HXDyvbVAOv2PAyc-Tgk3vOSTvyKxmg7bho91m3cyenscSMEHw6CWWWbmwQyo3EhNN9hMKp9H-2U2B4KOYhIQo0RkO4JcEYK98jWvYb6XTfqBYMYbsx_2c0gMqa_WQakzpPv/s320/beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378515941009707650" /></a><br />New quote to live my life by "Sometimes your Knight in Shining Armour is just a Retard in tin foil!" This can be looked at one of two ways... First, the guy that you believed to be perfect turned out to be something far from that. Two, Even though you know you deserve that knight in shining armour you just setter for the retard because he is there at that moment. Recently I have had an encounter with the first example. Just about a year and a half ago one of my friends had me call one of his friends and we started talking on a regular basis. We started sharing details of our lives that you only tell those who are closest to you, I felt so comfortable talking to him. This guy had become the man of my dreams... LITERALLY!!! He made me feel so special and made me feel wanted. Worst of all he made me happy. I became that stupid love sick girl who could see herself spending the rest of her life with this special someone. For a year and a half it was this guy and only him even though he was hundreds of miles away. I couldn't imagine my life without him. A month ago I went to go see him and it was probably the worst trip of my life. This guy that was supposed to be perfect basically blew me off and I spent 90% of my time sitting around in a hotel only to find out when he was taking me to the airport that him and his ex girlfriend were talking about giving it another shot. I never even got a chance!He was everything I ever hoped for and my worst fear came true and I wasn't good enough. This guy that I trusted with everything and believed in had let me down. I jumped hoping to fly and I fell like a rock! I'm really just sick of being the one that takes the chance and puts myself out there and getting hurt... I can't take much more of this! It has been a month and I still think about him all the time... everything I see and everything I do reminds me of him and it takes all I have not to send him a text when something happens because I just want to share it with him. I don't full on bawl my eyes out as much anymore, but every now and then I am reminded and my eyes fill with tears and at least one rolls down my cheek. I'm trying so hard to stay busy but it isn't exactly working in my favor, but I guess we will see what the next few months bring. Wish me luck!Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-10525079043038854582009-05-20T18:20:00.000-07:002009-05-20T18:29:07.505-07:00Summer in EvanstonI have officially been home for about a month and I'm not going to lie... I wish I wasn't. Its hard to come back home after you have been on my own for so long and then come home to nothing... No friends, no life, it is just work and those awesome online classes trying to stay on track. I even feel like I need to get another job because I have become so bored. Also that other job will sure come in handy because I think I need to go to California, but it will be quite fantastic :D!!! I guess I will just keep on keepin on until I get those little moments that make me remember that it will be okay. There is only 3 months left then it is back to Ogden, and I can't wait but until then I'm stuck in Evanston to rott to my death at the maverik! Wish me luch :DCarl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-73580829307861357942009-04-14T19:19:00.000-07:002009-04-14T19:35:35.686-07:00Ambition<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8ceijM4YOma4DEJB8SY6FoLZXJkZucVmyy4K9P2jV_wlSZ1YRhTzcIusYqDkxWz6DUY0fw3LOVJI3SVX-FDm0mT18m9wrLcZcSw7IR0UasLPAxaeyIhBPRyNAFmZtMzni_bl6r0bc1CJ/s1600-h/runners.bmp"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8ceijM4YOma4DEJB8SY6FoLZXJkZucVmyy4K9P2jV_wlSZ1YRhTzcIusYqDkxWz6DUY0fw3LOVJI3SVX-FDm0mT18m9wrLcZcSw7IR0UasLPAxaeyIhBPRyNAFmZtMzni_bl6r0bc1CJ/s320/runners.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324741093876946082" /></a><br />Setting goals is always a good thing. We are tought to set long term goals and short term goals that will help us reach those long term goals. Recently I have set a long term goal slash life ambition. I want to run a marathon. I have never been the track star and running just to run has never really been me. I like running for a purpose such as ball sports. You might be thinking so why in the world does she want to run a marathon. Honestly I couldn't tell ya either, I just want to. I was thinking the other day and said to myself "How many people can say that they ran a marathon before they were 25?" I have ran this by some of my family, no pun intended, and most of them have been pretty supported, other just look at me like I'm nuts! I have recieved some help on designing a running program and I have started my training and I have my first 5k in 6 weeks. I think by doing this I will really find out just how much will power I actually have and also find out a lot about myself! Today I found out that I need to cut about 3 minutes off my mile time if I want to do a 5k in under 30 minutes. I'm really exited to see what I am capeable of. Wish me luck :DCarl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-75314874956879021392009-03-17T19:34:00.001-07:002009-03-17T19:47:27.855-07:00Bootylicious<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCgUGuc1UE9-hI83gvDJJ_kL30MFh5o4VwRAj6ehGd7pb7WMrnPGZK1-QGG7aKD1SrmBs-3oM-wx1eqgzvD_lKzzJuKObwOMOz2GjAoppu3ZUv1tmC8Y3svwqldsi5W_HQOaMA1_a0qXb5/s1600-h/booty+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCgUGuc1UE9-hI83gvDJJ_kL30MFh5o4VwRAj6ehGd7pb7WMrnPGZK1-QGG7aKD1SrmBs-3oM-wx1eqgzvD_lKzzJuKObwOMOz2GjAoppu3ZUv1tmC8Y3svwqldsi5W_HQOaMA1_a0qXb5/s320/booty+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353711178478850" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFpx7vNoAi_MMJYTZa59fYV5YtiUSv54j9ma1gDIc1tkZypl17CtxQNfsCtQaHv73R_XK4IpveSgLjQpFhzDVjSSfOnagWSahLZNyg0I71A1G5tLaG36U0aNkyxWxPuHt1sAKpik45SDX/s1600-h/booty.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFpx7vNoAi_MMJYTZa59fYV5YtiUSv54j9ma1gDIc1tkZypl17CtxQNfsCtQaHv73R_XK4IpveSgLjQpFhzDVjSSfOnagWSahLZNyg0I71A1G5tLaG36U0aNkyxWxPuHt1sAKpik45SDX/s320/booty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314353311675593010" /></a><br />When it comes to body image you learn in elementary school that you should love your body the way it is. By the time you hit middle school that image is usually shot to hell because of the media and most of all your peers. Then before you know it you are in high school and you see the girls no eating or eating very little becuase they are fat! Boo freaking hoo!!! Well lets just say I have never been one of those girls. I love food and I love the way I am. Most girls hate the way they look and I'm not going to lie there are things I would like to change but until then I'm pretty happy. I would like to thank my dearest grandma for blessing me with what I like to call the tripple threat, The bubble butt, the huge greek birthing hips, and we can't forget the thighs! Recently I have been so in love with my booty that it is not even funny. I even went and tried on pants, I hate trying on pants but let me tell you my butt looked damn good in them. Its just this perfect bubble that is so cute and round. All I can wish for is that other people, mostly young girls can realize that its not normal or even healthy to be a size double 0!!! I want girls to know that its okay to have curves and embrace them and be thankful for the body you have!Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-80212393231356263842009-03-03T19:32:00.000-08:002009-03-03T19:50:48.660-08:00Home is where the heart is<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif2M3yjkbKJYDE4UYRqeAxDJVaGdv9tsDKyr0RmKFlqtB7Ae7HQohxCVu2kS8goAlhHQvb9uDB4HGExgqMGdzV7icpNRqRWYebaRNjw3wz0L1z6RE64IPudNuX0HnlopT08Anft1LaQr7J/s1600-h/PORTLAND+AUG+2008+023.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif2M3yjkbKJYDE4UYRqeAxDJVaGdv9tsDKyr0RmKFlqtB7Ae7HQohxCVu2kS8goAlhHQvb9uDB4HGExgqMGdzV7icpNRqRWYebaRNjw3wz0L1z6RE64IPudNuX0HnlopT08Anft1LaQr7J/s320/PORTLAND+AUG+2008+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309174944891041394" /></a><br />I'm not going to lie... I have the best friends a girl could ask for but considering the circumstances some of those friends haven't been the greatest in the last couple of years. I still love my friends but they have reminded me that family is where its at. I have a huge family and I love it... even all the drama... and I can't wait to have my own huge family. I have the best sister in the whole world she makes me laugh so hard and I love every minute I get to spend with her. Even though when we were younger it didn't seem like we would ever get along. Recently I have become so much closer to My cousin Jessica. I know she will take care of me if I ever needed her to. She has basically taken me under her wing and is the acting big sister since mine far away. Going away to college has also brought me closer to another one of my cousins. We were always really close but now that we don't see eachother very often the time we do get to share is just that much greater and as I sit here and think of all the good times we had two of them stick out in my mind... the time I cut all of her curly hair off and the time she suggested we play desk tag and I was severley wounded! I love kesley with everything I have and I'm so glad I have her in my life. Kelsey's younger sister Lindsay and I have gotten closer over the last few years. I will never forget the times we shared with lamo in freshman basketball. Those were some of the funnest times of my life and I wouldn't trade them for the world. So many people have influenced and mad an impact on my life, these are the ones that I just feel so much more recently and I love my family so much and I don't know what I would ever do without them. They are the world to me.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-16714778736759665532008-12-16T18:22:00.000-08:002008-12-16T19:18:07.880-08:00Top 10 Things I hate1. Murry, Utah<br /> Enough Said<br />2. Northwest Airlines<br /> Who doesn't check baggage... they are making bank... and they scare the hell out of you when they turn the exit light on when you are landing... and what ever happened to that cute bag of peanuts nope they charge ya now!<br />3. Obi one the gps<br /> Shes such a big B word! don't yell at me like that and the least you could do was say pleas when you tell me to turn left!<br />4. Extended stay delux hotel<br /> Um hello the toilet usually needs to flush... and non smoking rooms shouldn't smell like fresh smoke!<br />5. Out of state tuition<br /> I'm already paying a shit ton of money to go to your damn school and just because I'm not from there you think you can charge me more!<br />6. People with Small feet<br /> Okay my feet are huge I get that but still I should be able to have the same shoes as other girls but no I get to wear man soes!<br />7. Cell Phone Salesmen at the Mall<br /> Okay its pretty bad when you know who I am and I know you by name because you ask me the same damn question everytime I walk by and the answer is still the same!!<br />8.Stupid boys sending mixed signals<br /> Cant ya just grow a pair and let me know how you really feel I mean come on give me something to work with!<br />9. Stupid girls<br /> Hello How old are we... lets pretend just for a sec that I cared about who did what to who<br />10.Hotel Towels<br /> I mean really those things are tiny they wouldn't even fit around my 4 year old neice!Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-79592524388131615132008-12-08T14:25:00.000-08:002008-12-08T14:36:37.770-08:00Amazingness!Okay these are the lyrics to my most recent favorite T.I. song off of his newest ablum Paper Trail, No Matter What. I feel like it's the soundtrack to my life right now and it makes me see that it is going to be okay. <br /><br />Yeah. yeah. yeah. aye. <br />Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, <br />I say still I stand <br />Hey shorty here I am <br /><br />Never have ya seen in ya lifetime <br />A more divine southern rapper wit a swag like mine <br />Facing all kind of time <br />But smile like I'm fine <br />Brag with such passion and shine without trying <br />Believe me pain's a small thing to a giant <br />I was born without a dime <br />Out the gutter I climbed <br />Spoke my mind <br />And didn't stutter one time <br />Ali say even the greatest gotta suffer some time <br />So I huff and puff rhymes <br />Lyrics so sick with it <br />Set the standard in Atlanta <br />How to get get get it <br />So you up and coming rappers wanna dis just kill it <br />I'm officially the realest <br />Point blank period <br />Whether I still live in the hood or just visit <br />Whatever you can do in the hood I done did it <br />That why the dope boys and the misfits feel it <br />This still his city as long as tip living (listen) <br /><br />[Chorus] <br />I ain't dead (no) <br />I ain't done (no) <br />I ain't scared (of what!) <br />I ain't run (from who!) <br />But still I stand (yeah) <br />No matter what VA here I am(Yeah) <br />No matter what remember <br />I ain't break (never) <br />I ain't fold (never) <br />They hate me more (so!) <br />Yeah I know <br />There I go (yeah) <br />No matter what shorty here I go <br />No matter what shorty <br /><br />You let the blog sites and the magazines tell it <br />I'm sure to be in jail till 2027 <br />Rather see me in a cell in- <br />Stead of this new McLaren <br />God'll take you through hell just to get you to heaven <br />So even know its heavy the load I will carry <br />Grin and still bear it <br />Win and still share it <br />Apologies to the fans I hope you can understand it <br />Life can change ya directions <br />Even when you ain't planned it <br />All you can do is handle it <br />The worst thing you could do is panic <br />Use it to your advantage <br />Avoid insanity manage to conquer <br />Every obstacle <br />Make impossible possible <br />Even when winnings illogical <br />Losing's still far from optional <br />Yeah they wanna see you shot up in the hospital <br />But one life throw punches, block ya counter like a boxer do <br />Been locked inside my case too long <br />I did a song to make it known that the king lives on <br />(Pimping) <br /><br />[Chorus] <br /><br />Even in solitude <br />There's still no hotter dude <br />I show you how to do <br />What you do <br />You ain't got a clue <br />All you do is follow dudes <br />Sound like a lot of dudes <br />I weather whatever storm <br />Make it out without a bruise <br />I understand why <br />Now wit my hands tied <br />They take shots cause if I'm out there it's a land slide <br />But revenge is best served as a cold dish <br />And suckers will get served better know this <br />Guess it was understood for me it was over with <br />But I don't quit if ya ain't notice yet <br />They couldn't wait to say good night shorty <br />So they can try to rhyme act and look like shorty <br />Go get a beat from Toomp? and make a hook like shorty <br />Before ya know it I'm back <br />What it look like shorty <br />I lost my partner and my daughter in the same year <br />Somehow I rise above my problems and remain here <br />Yeah and I hope the picture painted clear <br />If ya heart filled with faith then ya cant fear <br />Wonder how I face years and I'm still chillin' <br />Easy, let go and let god deal wit it <br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFXzQBJkm2g&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFXzQBJkm2g&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-42022750848160529432008-11-30T18:47:00.000-08:002008-11-30T19:05:45.617-08:00Tear JerkerOkay so one of my best friends mom need a liver transplant and she was put on the list at number 2 and we were stoked finaly things were starting to look up. The hospital got a liver and called the person that was number one and they told the hospital that they couldn't be there in time so they called momma lisa she was about to take the pills and on her way out when they called back and told her that the person before her was going to take it! I was so irate I could harley control myself I was so mad but so sad all at the same time I didn't know if I should cry or punch a whole in my wall. Now momma lisa is super down and isn't positive at all. Then the thought of living organ donation comes to mind. Where if the person matches they would take 60% of their liver and give it to momma lisa because the liver is an organ that after a period of time grows back to full size. I am the same blood type as momma lisa and if the tissue typing is the same I could be that living donor. I think the reason it hits so close to home is because when my brother was 15 he recieved a liver transplant and I guess I feel like its my way of giving back. I'm the only one who really gets it and understand the waiting process. Its so hard to watch momma lisa get so much worse everytime I see her. There hasn't been much talk of me giving her part of my liver but I always still think about it pretty much everyday. I'm most scared to tell my paretns that I have been thinking about this because even though you would think they would understand I'm still so afraid they wouldn't because of some of the risks. I really just don't know what to do and I don't know what to say to Katie to make it seem a little easier.Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-90037830386458158082008-11-22T09:42:00.000-08:002008-11-30T18:44:26.950-08:00Funny Stuff Yo!Okay so this commercial kills me everytime I see it. I can not control myself and I just start laughing so hard! I love the look on his face! I even was flipping through the stations the other day and it came up and I stopped becuase I just had to watch it to get a good laugh!Its a commercial advertising the Marines and yes I agree the marines is not a laughing matter! What makes it so funny is my best friend is in the marines and this commercial is so serious and corny and that just isn't him, he is sacarsic and very hilarious! So it just makes me think why the hell did he join the marines... Its crazy but I still love him!!!!
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<br /><object width="425" height="349"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4UTCPGozEE4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4UTCPGozEE4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"></embed></object>Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-23747102893726765792008-11-17T13:49:00.000-08:002008-11-17T14:48:01.253-08:00Tiff and Carl's Excelent Adventure!<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVeCufJ5YMuxZ1rMILxXMGE1JPjuoim_h2zRTGEraFHvSm_VStUzvtrSsDNCRd7EOa04VxnXMyZVQMUgVAXHWD0MOCJhcQRtZt2vBq7Wkv5JnPpgQjeMgaSkpTOmrTtw1ENamkCQjEQ5Vr/s1600-h/ti+and+disney+on+ice+054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269750258059964754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVeCufJ5YMuxZ1rMILxXMGE1JPjuoim_h2zRTGEraFHvSm_VStUzvtrSsDNCRd7EOa04VxnXMyZVQMUgVAXHWD0MOCJhcQRtZt2vBq7Wkv5JnPpgQjeMgaSkpTOmrTtw1ENamkCQjEQ5Vr/s320/ti+and+disney+on+ice+054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOc3fJRP69etKiaTOP6WLx1pq_XME_2MooAcxod7lH0Pnk8ofgGkTRhNbcPIY7VewRY5mkQTBQdEcEz_H5QP5Uzzw4uikihZOTsw0idTYUnmvYY_bRBfa6NrF0M7191u7FrTx2Lq6AulOw/s1600-h/ti+and+disney+on+ice+026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269749998933554322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOc3fJRP69etKiaTOP6WLx1pq_XME_2MooAcxod7lH0Pnk8ofgGkTRhNbcPIY7VewRY5mkQTBQdEcEz_H5QP5Uzzw4uikihZOTsw0idTYUnmvYY_bRBfa6NrF0M7191u7FrTx2Lq6AulOw/s320/ti+and+disney+on+ice+026.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>Wow this weekend was crazy but so amazing all at the same time! On Friday we went to the T.I. and special guests concert which was a blast for sure! and Saturday it was none other than Disney on Ice that was also pretty bomin. To start when I heard that T.I. was coming to Salt Lake I knew I was going no matter what. I love him so much, he is definetly my favorite rapper. People probably don't know tha<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3BhUXJ6mq8skfu_KYPJnzJKccMWn8yfx_nRyksyYkRxcdMnMPkSV211izKPxpD_WluKiQhPbjXtNm5Y3XAoPekPbFm2CKruj7a6ey6O9tUNo2JN3PZNlej9udDs0xrh1x4eKmzjrYaD7/s1600-h/ti+and+disney+on+ice+056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269755939564558370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3BhUXJ6mq8skfu_KYPJnzJKccMWn8yfx_nRyksyYkRxcdMnMPkSV211izKPxpD_WluKiQhPbjXtNm5Y3XAoPekPbFm2CKruj7a6ey6O9tUNo2JN3PZNlej9udDs0xrh1x4eKmzjrYaD7/s320/ti+and+disney+on+ice+056.JPG" border="0" /></a>t he is very smart and also a very religous man. To prepare for the concert I listened to his newest cd all week and was getting so pumped for Friday night! I can not express how long that day felt. Being at work knowing that I was gonna see probably my favorite person in the whole world in a matter of hours, it killed me. We got to the concert about an hour and a half early becuase we were just so darn excited and couldn't take it anymore. Our seats were pretty amazing, floor seats 14 rows from the stage! Even the guy next to me was pretty good looking and about the second act I leaned over to tiff and I was like yo it smell like weed... sure enough the guys next to us were smokin! and all over the areana you could just see clouds of smoke it was so funny! When the love of my life came on he had like 5 layers on and about the 5th song in he was down to a wifebeater and he even took that off! I can't wait until he gets out of jail to do it all over again, because we all know that he will be writing some amazing songs in that year and one day!</div><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dySXPDalYNNRmYvsXcPBko1Gz2Ke1nEZPSie42MhEfUcpo2jCOMF9zPfBqcV7jIGz5ldxv0yY4XA9a8_n12lg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirFY-bNmx8THl8eZtH7Rtzpu3YbV5ceSeYwLEO8fc5dIDbFlYUtjRmmgE063hrpIyJmUizpf_f0_Cq3GhoF9erOt99YPck0FRbbplV7OAS7H1zDLooqR4mwh7Mls3vjCVT9Zsopq-d8IAN/s1600-h/ti+and+disney+on+ice+058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269757609445713186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirFY-bNmx8THl8eZtH7Rtzpu3YbV5ceSeYwLEO8fc5dIDbFlYUtjRmmgE063hrpIyJmUizpf_f0_Cq3GhoF9erOt99YPck0FRbbplV7OAS7H1zDLooqR4mwh7Mls3vjCVT9Zsopq-d8IAN/s320/ti+and+disney+on+ice+058.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3iWpbe8Zh-a2VHCI29khAweq1s7dqzF4KQzZzA6y7gLX7L8Nsu35u5x21E7ESQLx03Awnrwarx9zNcBMUzoNz-Z-P-VCmt8ZKWM7kmJdQpJklAVwAQHm8UZSJyq_YKau5d40SMdX2R9HJ/s1600-h/ti+and+disney+on+ice+063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269755260588601490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3iWpbe8Zh-a2VHCI29khAweq1s7dqzF4KQzZzA6y7gLX7L8Nsu35u5x21E7ESQLx03Awnrwarx9zNcBMUzoNz-Z-P-VCmt8ZKWM7kmJdQpJklAVwAQHm8UZSJyq_YKau5d40SMdX2R9HJ/s320/ti+and+disney+on+ice+063.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>As for disney on ice it's always good to feel like a kid again! I remeber the exact conversation that was had that decided that we were going. I saw a commercial for it and I asked, Tiff can we go to disney on ice and she answered the same way that she always does when I ask if we can do something, I don't see why not so that was that we were going! We parked the car and were walking to energy soulutions areana and she asked if I was as pumped and she was and of course the answer was Hells yeah! We walked in and went straight to the gift shops but do you think they have adult sizes for tshirts yeah thats a negative ghostrider! So we found our seats and enjoyed the show with all the other little kids and their parents and of course the kids at heart! </p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eE_EMS9DA8ZC3THbHKWKBb_REkVGwrRKMrl3W522Dbd6-QCTk7Mv3gRgviN1iPnJnYWBmwY17IzsAFVoBWGcCUhcDseM2ev27C4FWJq5c87tDAzBJfi8xJ2CP7u-EnmzoJqmxZ-uQWGI/s1600-h/ti+and+disney+on+ice+084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269761314731907922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6eE_EMS9DA8ZC3THbHKWKBb_REkVGwrRKMrl3W522Dbd6-QCTk7Mv3gRgviN1iPnJnYWBmwY17IzsAFVoBWGcCUhcDseM2ev27C4FWJq5c87tDAzBJfi8xJ2CP7u-EnmzoJqmxZ-uQWGI/s320/ti+and+disney+on+ice+084.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p></div></div></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzV32i9KAOODEgSzmd3DVsnEvzj9pZkHSDFtxSgwJODMsdDbubl8kGDZleJcbnhUTGPY3SGe7FAyMUOhsfKAQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025335426172359738.post-22407954954875847892008-11-06T17:39:00.000-08:002008-11-06T17:59:26.173-08:00Well here goes... My name is Carlee and the reasoning behind this blog is because i decided to delete my myspace and lasted about 2 days and needed something to occupy my spare time. Also I know a bunch of other people who have blogs so why the hell not...right. I guess I'll start and tell you about me as of now. I'm in my second year of college at Weber State, I and studying to go to Physical Therapy school, I work as a Physical Therapists aide and I love it, it just shows me everyday that I know Physical Therapy is for me! I am living with one of my best friends, we have so much fun and I don't know what I would do without her! I also cant wait until my other best friends are back with me everyday! My socks don't ever match, I love cuddling up on the couch to watch some football, I love sports, I know my stuff, I'm pretty much just flat out a Bad Ass bitch!Carl :Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01824464731309021792noreply@blogger.com3