<?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-7312962</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:54:47.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Outlook of Amy McGuirk</title><subtitle type='html'>HEY- My name is Amy Larson McGuirk and I am from Rhode Island. Thats me, I'm 5'1 and go to Syracuse. Exciting. 

Beware the Gurkinator</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>349</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-177158934243708394</id><published>2008-02-25T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:47:05.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I haven't blogged in like, a seriously long time.</title><content type='html'>SO I haven't blogged in a SERIOUSLY long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of work to do this week, and I do not like it. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me messages of hope and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll get to blogging better soon. promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-177158934243708394?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/177158934243708394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=177158934243708394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/177158934243708394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/177158934243708394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-havent-blogged-in-like-seriously.html' title='So I haven&apos;t blogged in like, a seriously long time.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-1406980939997381063</id><published>2007-11-22T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T07:48:52.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well, I'd say that this post is probably going to be relatively sappy, so bear with me okay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, in my opinion, I probably have more to be thankful than any other year to date. Not that I havn't had a innumerable amount of things to be thankful for up until this point, however this year was filled with so many new experiences that, quite frankly, could have gone horribly wrong; but.. THANKFULLY, they didn't. I mean, if I go back ALL the way to the beginning of the year, there are just so many things to think of, here is a brief list dating back from january:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Getting into college&lt;br /&gt;- having probably the best friends one could ask for from LaSalle.&lt;br /&gt;- Graduating&lt;br /&gt;-Having an incredible summer&lt;br /&gt;-Making my college decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things that I have no desire to really describe, because they definitely describe themselves. But these next things, I think I should probably describe a bit to make this post a bit... better just in general. Clearly, going to college has given me so many more things to be thankful for now. I'm thankful that my roommate is amazing and we get along really well. I'm not sure how I could have survived if that did not work out. And then I'm also thankful for that other little person, Caitlin, who moved into our room. haah.. and made Colette and me social beings (which was looking like it not might happen) haha Let's not forget the girls on the floor who have provided many late night chats, singing lessons, dancing lessons, hip hop (R&amp;B) jam sesions, abbreviations, and general crazy outings for food (obviously necessary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something a little random: I'm thankful for an IM that I recieved over the summer from Mark Blane. Probably my first syracuse friend and definitely one of my best ones. I'm thankful that he didn't give up on me when he realized that I'm kinda a weirdo in that I prefer to stay in. haha Without that lovely person, I would not have... any friends at all. Obviously, there are many friends to be thankful for at school, but Mark was definitely a first friend to be thankful for. And I could not write this blog without mentioning Jordan, a friend who just... is a fabulous person; who not only gets me and helps me when I'm down, we seem to have a mutual understanding of how we are. Naturally there are others like Lindsey, my polar opposite, which makes it work, and Tom and Mike who just kinda randomly became one of my good friends. Of course I'm leaving so many people out, which is basically horrible, and if they ever read this: just know that I'm too tired to remember everybody. And naturally, I couldn't feel like a good person without mentioning Core A. Let's be serious, I'd probably be a lot more insecure working around anybody else. It's okay I'm in Core A! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School aside: I can now definitely say that I am extremely thankful for my family. who is able to send me to school and bring me home. haha I am thankful for the fact that just now I answered a phone call from my grandmother in Kansas. Because, i mean, those small things are just awesome. They make it that much more amazing to be home. I'm thankful that my friends are amazing and that LaSalle is over, but I know it's still there for me incase I need it. While, he might not be too thankful for it, Im thankful that Brian is not goign to the Navy for a little while; he's there to help me get through this year. Let's be serious, I'm thankful for the people who have gotten me through the beginning of this year... because without my Rhode Islanders, I would have definitely had some sort of mental breakdown by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are countless things to be thankful for: but for now, that's about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-1406980939997381063?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/1406980939997381063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=1406980939997381063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1406980939997381063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1406980939997381063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/11/thoughts-on-thanksgiving.html' title='Thoughts on Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-1581427723264752337</id><published>2007-11-15T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:43:21.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes.</title><content type='html'>So. Tomorrow is when I regester for classes. Basically, its one of the most confusing processes that i've ever encountered. I have no idea what I'm doing, so basically I'm taking French as an elective and I'm not sure what else. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: I have to usher on Saturday for "The Meaning of Life". If Mark hadn't otld me, I would have never gone. I can't read that stupid ushering sheet. Sooooo... thank God for friends right? Right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are being REALLY annoying in my women's studies dicsussion group. We're watching a movie, and everyone is takling. So frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that these blogs are just, not interesting. I'm too stressed to have interesting things going on in my life. ohhh-- here is one thing. I am getting a practice room down at the theatre tonight, whichi is AWESOME. Basically. So hopefully I'll get some of my poem memorized which will be PROGRESS in life. Plus, I really feel like i want to WORK on my voice and such; which is just something we can't do in our rooms. Its awkward and unproductive. So ... if i end up going, we'll see how it goes. I might not go becauese I still have some studing for a test to do for tomorrow. Good times. Thank God I go home in like... a week. :D Less than that. !!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck on registration. Lord only knows what I'll be taking. At least i have Core and French. Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-1581427723264752337?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/1581427723264752337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=1581427723264752337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1581427723264752337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1581427723264752337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/11/classes.html' title='Classes.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-4540072256779825839</id><published>2007-11-13T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:34:19.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts of the moment:</title><content type='html'>well. today has been a long and interesting day. It was the first time I've woken up late since I've been here. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear Colette's alarm, which is crazy because the dead hear that alarm. When I finally did, roughly 20 minutes after it had been going off, I woke up.. and turned off MY alarm and went back to sleep .... why that made sense, who knows?! Something in me woke up at 9:03 to catch the 9:10 bus. And it happened. I grabbed my toothbrush/toothpaste and ran to class. hah Brushed my teeth when i got there. and all was well with the world. Then we had class and basically Geri told us that we needed to work hard. and it was really freaky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having anxiety about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I did have a relaxing eve with seeing the understudy of Cat on a hot tin roof. so that was... relaxing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm awake, with a headache, after taking excedrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day. ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-4540072256779825839?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/4540072256779825839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=4540072256779825839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/4540072256779825839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/4540072256779825839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-thoughts-of-moment.html' title='My thoughts of the moment:'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-199017110027573548</id><published>2007-11-06T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T13:21:53.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well..</title><content type='html'>Today i put my favorite jeans on. I knew that this would make me have a great day. Haha.. its a good thing I did too because I have to wear spandex with these pants- and its SO cold outside today. Its about 40, which doesn't sound THAT cold, however it definitely feels a lot colder than that. So that's basically pretty good for my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once tomorrow is over. I know that my week is basically finished. Once you get through wednesday, you know things can not be that bad. Plus- I have HardCore tomorrow-- so I'll have SteveCross and Craig in one day. Once this is over- i will definitely know that my week is done. I mean, I'll have work to do; but I think because we had Unnatural Acts due today that we won't have any Geri work which makes me SOO happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was soo stuffed up in my room *and Mom- I couldn't WALK to the library at like midnight* That's probably not the best idea to do with my life. Haha but thanks for the idea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's studies is showing a horrible movie about how sad things with deporting are. It's really sad. I think she said it was in New Bedford. Its's a force of Neo- Liberalism. It's prety crazy. Globalization. Yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-199017110027573548?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/199017110027573548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=199017110027573548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/199017110027573548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/199017110027573548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/11/well.html' title='well..'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-55629405152139098</id><published>2007-11-05T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:09:59.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alone time problem.</title><content type='html'>Okay. So there is one major problem with college. There is no such thing called ALONE TIME. There is no time where I can sit by myself and just-- be me. It's very frustrating. Even when people are not talking in the room, their presence is just-- distracting and ANNOYING. I know that's horrible. I mean, naturally its not them... they are not meaning to do anything- and they are not really doing anything. I just want to be alone for now to do some serious working without thinking of other people in the room typing. ugh== the typing. horrible typing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work. If it ever happens. Maybe i'll just sleep til like.. 1AM. get up when they go to sleep- and then work  ? Maybe. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-55629405152139098?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/55629405152139098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=55629405152139098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/55629405152139098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/55629405152139098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/11/alone-time-problem.html' title='The Alone time problem.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-6717059130259788356</id><published>2007-10-30T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:19:47.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. this weekend.</title><content type='html'>This weekend was pretty crazy.  It began on Friday at 5:15 when I got onto a bus to go home! For 6 hours I sat on that bus.. and for about 5 of those 6 hours, I was sleeping. haha. Finally, at about 12:15 or so, I arrived in Boston's bus station and Brian came to pick me up :D That was pretty awesome. It was nice just to see places that did not look like... here. AKA--- relatively lame. I mean, pretty--- but lame. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on saturday- naturally we went to Nick's.. can't go home without going there ... you're jealous. Ugh- right now, I could eat sooo much from Nick's. I'm starving. haha I'm in Women's studies. I seem to always blog while I'm in this class. I don't know what she's talking about... okay tangent.. anyway- so saturday, I was probably at LSA more than i was at home.. haha but that's okay- "LaSalle Academy-- where I call home" ? Maybe. NO. then i saw Nick/Rob's cast and then Cameron/Dans cast. They were fun. And surprise-- Cer showed up! So exciting. I'm sure all of you who are reading this, have already known exactly what happened this weekend.. so why bother even writing about it? Because its my blog and I feel like it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-- i left-- bus for 7 and a half hours-- hardly slept at all :( that made me sad. I love sleeping while on trips. Alas, that did not really happen. At least there were no crazy drug addicts on my second bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back.. and then.. did some work. But not nearly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically i'm exhausted. Good times college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-6717059130259788356?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/6717059130259788356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=6717059130259788356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6717059130259788356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6717059130259788356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/wow-this-weekend.html' title='Wow. this weekend.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-2339059951582770791</id><published>2007-10-12T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:40:48.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>Fall has certainly come to Syracuse... in the form of 52 Degrees and rainy. However... THE TREES ARE CHANGING :) and that is beautiful. I am really excited because my loverly friends are visiting next weekend. I just found out that Derek and Abs are coming up next weekend to see my shining face... that makes me verrry happy!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: Colette and I rearranged our entire room. It looks roughly twice as big, thats pretty cool... we could basically have giant dance parties in our room and still have space to spare :) thats pretty sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go see Across the Universe tonight. however, all of my friends are away this weekend, so I might just go by myself because-- I think it'd be really fun to just hang out and see a movie. Perhaps that will happen. I'll either go see a movie or perhaps I will end up seeing Liasons again-- but I am not in that kind of mind-set. I wanted to go last night, but... lo and behold, that did not happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first college library experience. It was lovely. I got about 120 pages of reading/annotating done... and thats GREAT :) So that was a first for this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is the most random post in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the few of you that read are enjoying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Amy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-2339059951582770791?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/2339059951582770791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=2339059951582770791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/2339059951582770791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/2339059951582770791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/well.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-560019527388814609</id><published>2007-10-12T14:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:36:15.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know if anyone even reads this:</title><content type='html'>but... if anyone does- I wanted to make an announcement that I am officially changing my e-mail address to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musicalgrl308@gmail.com OR almcguir@syr.edu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either of those e-mails are preferable at this point. Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-560019527388814609?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/560019527388814609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=560019527388814609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/560019527388814609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/560019527388814609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-know-if-anyone-even-reads-this_12.html' title='I don&apos;t know if anyone even reads this:'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-3246563368815083685</id><published>2007-10-08T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T04:46:51.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 7:40AM</title><content type='html'>Well. As stated in the title, its 7:40AM. I am about to go to CORE (and today is HARD-CORE) as we like to describe it, because we have Steve Cross and Craig! haha.. Steve Cross has one of those names that you have to say the first and second or else it just does not feel right. Anyway- we have Steve Cross and Craig, who are our hard core teachers-- because.. well, Steve Cross just basically kicks your butt from here to next tuesday, and Craig does exactly the same thing to your mind! But I suppose that both are equally good and important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I can probably sleep for an extra 1/2 hour or so on these days because its pointless to shower when you're just going to get all sweaty again and so-- without showering, there is a lot of wasted time that could be used for sleeping...instead of just chillin and doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite excited for the 27th of October. Yay for going home. *Just to let you know*... I'm not homesick... it'll just be nice to see my friends and family and such-- a  little quick dose of that-- then I'll be all set for waiting it out until Thanksgiving :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I feel pretty crappy this morning. My nose/throat is all gross feeling..and thats really frustrating becaues I thought that thing was finally gone-- apparently not. Perhaps I'm just a little stuffed up this morning, who knows? I took some medicine so hopefully that will make me feel better. I ate some delicious granola this morning too-- that is always fun. It might have replaced Raisin Bran for my favorite cereal..idk its a tough call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should probably get a going to the bus stop. Bus there, walk back,... but sometimes its just bus both days especially after Steve Cross (your calves will be KILLING you if you do too much after his class.. haha) but i'll probably walk today because the temperature is supposed to be quite agreeable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-3246563368815083685?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/3246563368815083685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=3246563368815083685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3246563368815083685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3246563368815083685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-740am.html' title='Its 7:40AM'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-6743080935818910990</id><published>2007-10-02T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:48:29.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October.</title><content type='html'>Amy: Colette... do you know what October means?&lt;br /&gt;Colette:... um... no. What? Fall or something? *sarcastically*&lt;br /&gt;Amy: That's exactly what I was going to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that it is October 2nd already! Where did the time go? October is such a notable month, September is always associated with bad things (aka...school starting, summer ending), but by the time October rolls around, you've been in school for long enough that the routine is likeable at this point and there is no sense in really trying to fight for your summer back. Summer is OFFICIALLY gone. It is just time to embrace fall: the weather, the smell, the leaves turning... the delightful apples that you should probably be off somewhere picking instead of sitting home on the weekends. I just love fall. I hope that I will actually embrace it a lot more than I have usually done when I have taken most things for granted at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at school, I've found, that sitting in a dorm room for lengthy periods of time is NOTHING like sitting at home for lengthy periods of time. There is a sort of sadness that comes along with a dorm room for some reason. Perhaps because it is the only place where you can be, as opposed to being in a house where you can move around at your own free will, and there will be plenty of places to go. When the only option is your bedroom/den/computer room/kitchen/dining room… etc… it kind of loses its appeal to be in for periods of time. So, I’m trying to make myself go out side more and sit on the quad, before the winter when I’ll be forced to sit in the snow if I wanted to do that- and let’s be serious, that would not be happening anytime soon. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to see what fall is like here. I’m sure that it is very beautiful in terms of the trees around campus… and some walks will be very nice to take: especially those down and back from the theatre… the weather will be cooler so it will not be nearly as bad to go up and down that hill without breaking nearly as much of a sweat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my ideas of fall. I’m excited. That only means that winter is one step closer—I know my dad is really excited for that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love.&lt;br /&gt;~A~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-6743080935818910990?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/6743080935818910990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=6743080935818910990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6743080935818910990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6743080935818910990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/october.html' title='October.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-3070539678891965469</id><published>2007-10-01T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T11:14:23.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh a little PS</title><content type='html'>PS: Its October!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did that happen!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-3070539678891965469?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/3070539678891965469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=3070539678891965469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3070539678891965469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3070539678891965469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-little-ps.html' title='oh a little PS'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-1538671059694692792</id><published>2007-10-01T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T11:13:49.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Roommates.</title><content type='html'>I now have two roommates. haha it is good times. Caitlin has officially moved into our room- let's be serious, there is even a star on the door that has her name on it. Also, buff chick pizz has become a main factor of our conversations: *buff chick pizz= buffalo chicken pizza*... this is the pizza that we have ordered twice since we've been here... roughly the most amazing pizza in the entire world...and this is coming from a girl who doesn't even like pizza. So thats what my roommates and I do!... we sit around talking about buff chick pizz and abreviating nearly all of the words that we say... its quite fun, I must admit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry... these posts have gotten so incredibly dull. I'm not sure what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a sizable amount of work to do today-- however, I'm taking a little break to write this blog because I am quite tired and just need a little break from thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just go back to thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-1538671059694692792?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/1538671059694692792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=1538671059694692792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1538671059694692792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1538671059694692792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-two-roommates.html' title='My Two Roommates.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-4972271524801080161</id><published>2007-09-30T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:24:29.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>Music is so interesting. Most of the music that people listen to, by looking at them, you would never say "wow- they definitely listen to *insert type of music here*". It is kind of refreshing that you really can not judge a book by its cover in this respect. This is the shortest post in the universe because I have so much work to do. why did I ever start this post? sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay love you bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-4972271524801080161?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/4972271524801080161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=4972271524801080161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/4972271524801080161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/4972271524801080161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-6525381110106951825</id><published>2007-09-28T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:16:10.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how weeks fly by...</title><content type='html'>Its so funny that the weeks seem to actually FLY by while we are in classes and busying ourselves with every this and that. Each day can feel like THE LONGEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE... but then suddenly- Look- Its friday! What?! How did that happen? When did Friday decide to show up? I really have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are off to Italy today. I love Italy, it is truly one of the most beautiful places that I have ever seen in my entire life. Just looking back on the short time I spent there, that time was not nearly enough; I need to go back sometime VERY soon. Speaking of traveling, I chatted with a girl who did the London trip and she said how fabulous it was etc etc etc... so I'm just kind of in a craving Europe sort of mode. She said "Don't take too many classes while you are there; just travel every weekend, thats what I did". I mean, Europe is so cool in that sense, you can go so many places, so easily, and without spending a terrible amount of money! That makes me so excited for when I go to London (God willing) because just to think about traveling to Ireland, France, Italy, Switzerland etc is a really exciting thing for me to think about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining for the past three days. Not continuously, but there has been rain that will start, STORM, and stop for the past three days. I love it! I've taken walks each time it has rained and it just makes the campus look and feel and smell so nice during and afterwards. I come back to my room soaking wet and my roommate asks "What was the point of that?" The point is to just have a little time to myself and wonder around. The only people you see are running somewhere to get out of the rain, but if your point is to be IN the rain, then you can just meander and chuckle at the people running who are getting their "cute clothes" all wet, while in your jeans and T's, you know it really doesn't matter.. its just water. "A little water doesnt hurt... but a lot could kill ya!".. right. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Oedipus Rex at the blackbox last night. Let's just leave that at that... feel free to-- ask me about it if you really want further details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to see Les Leasions Dangereuses... this is a mainstage show and I am really excited to see it. Practically the entire freshman (drama) class is going and everyone is getting dressed up.. which is always fun. I'll write more about that when I actually have the knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a really random post... but I hope you've enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-6525381110106951825?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/6525381110106951825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=6525381110106951825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6525381110106951825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6525381110106951825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-how-weeks-fly-by.html' title='Oh how weeks fly by...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-7205544028951688008</id><published>2007-09-25T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:14:51.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics has re-entered my life.</title><content type='html'>Its really funny that at home i was so associated with politics because of Brian and Dad, and somewhat mom-- but here i have to take this on myself if I have any desire to actually work out my ideas about things that are happening in the political spectrum. Seeing as how I can actually vote in the next primary and the next election, I have found that its reallay my duty to step up and figure things out for myself. My women's studies class is especially making me interested in this. I walk around and see all of these inequalities that still exist in our society and I have realized that it is so important to elect people who are going to change these things that have become so "normal" in our world. These 'normalities" that learly should be exist in the first place because they are not normal... they are patriarchal. Simply because we are used to things, does not mean tht athey are good or "normal". It brings me back to my sociology class and watching the anarchists fight against what they think is unjust. Now, I am in no way an anarchist, however they do step up for what they believe in. Thi sis somethign we just don't really see in our world these days. Back when America was being founded, all the way throughout the first and second world wars, people would take a stand against things that they did not believe in. I think that this motivation has been lost somewhere along the way; certainly there are anti-war marches, anti-abortion, pro-choice, etc etc... however, do these REALLY DO anything? No! They have lost that essential backbone that used to make changes in the world! How is our generation supposed to "take over the world" if we are not even standing up for anything we believe in?.. or how about how we are not even finding out things that WE BELIEVE IN!!!?? I've been trying to read up and watch videos etc about things that are becoming interesting to me. I mean, its very exterior at this point. But, i thought that whoever might be reading this, might be interested in what I have been doing. Hopefully I can keep up with things that I do have to do for school while being able to read up on many other things that I am now finding interesting again: who knew- maybe I'm not exactly the POLAR opposite of Brian that everyone thought. haha. This weekend there is an anti-war march that I am thinking of attending. We'll see, I might not have time, with al the things I have to do in the theatre, its really hard to do OTHER things... but I'm hopeing. Hope you've enjoyed my rant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-7205544028951688008?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/7205544028951688008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=7205544028951688008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7205544028951688008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7205544028951688008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/politics-has-re-entered-my-life.html' title='Politics has re-entered my life.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-1099402420928447293</id><published>2007-09-23T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:11:36.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah weekends.</title><content type='html'>The weekend has come and gone. Although, I was quite pleased that last week passed by me so quickly and relatively painlessly. Except of course, for my movement class, which continues to be a struggle every week. I have that tomorrow morning at 8:25. They put both of our hard acting classes on the same day, maybe to make us want to die? I'm not really sure. I know that the more I work at it, the easier it will get, its just the getting to that point that makes life a struggle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a walking nap. There seems to be more time to sleep during the daytime than there is at night; it doesn't really make sense. But, I'm keeping up with my work and everything! (had to put that little plug in there because I know mom is reading this!) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that these posts have been rather dull and such, but nothing very extreme has gone on. Its time for a little nap and then homework for the rest of forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to all of my faithful readers later &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-1099402420928447293?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/1099402420928447293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=1099402420928447293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1099402420928447293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1099402420928447293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/ah-weekends.html' title='Ah weekends.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-1630912710367881586</id><published>2007-09-16T09:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T09:08:55.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>Things have been going pretty well. It's been raining A LOT here, which is SO nice because this way its a great deal cooler than it had been before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else in my program is obsessed with grammar. That makes me very happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going pretty well, but we do have a lot of work to do! And even more reading then I've ever had to do in my entire life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what to say- sorry the posts have been boring and few and far between. I'll write another one later that will be a lot better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-1630912710367881586?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/1630912710367881586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=1630912710367881586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1630912710367881586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/1630912710367881586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/well_16.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-7657723917751511442</id><published>2007-09-16T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T09:04:51.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-7657723917751511442?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/7657723917751511442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=7657723917751511442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7657723917751511442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7657723917751511442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/well.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-8731638414522310716</id><published>2007-09-11T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T10:32:07.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sorry I have not posted anything in some time.</title><content type='html'>Well..classes are going steadily. And work is...steadily coming into my life. So, most of my time is taken up by reading, writing, or repitition... AKA the bane of my existance.&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who is unfarmilier with Meisner... which, until recently, I was nearly completely--except that I knew it was a type of theatre. Basically it consists of having one scene partner and you sit across from them during the excercise of "repitition"... and the point is to say "You're wearing a white shirt"... "I'm wearing a white shirt"...and so on..for a long time. And.. you are supposed to "give youself completely to your scene partner" and then you can feed off of all their emotions. Unfortunately- both myself and my scene partner have decided we are quite unfarmilier with our own emotions. haha so this is going to be very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided I love my acting teacher. The one who is teaching us meisner. Even though he is teching us this very difficult task... he is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see..what else? One of my friends gave me a CD (erg DVD) with 315 songs on it. and that makes me veryyy happy! :) Because, its newwwwwwwwww music for me to listen to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get to class. I'm sorry this post is really boring. Do give me things to write about :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-8731638414522310716?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/8731638414522310716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=8731638414522310716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/8731638414522310716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/8731638414522310716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-sorry-i-have-not-posted-anything.html' title='I am sorry I have not posted anything in some time.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-4385551119644894390</id><published>2007-09-03T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:12:45.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um. Its late.</title><content type='html'>So, whether or not the blog posts the correct time: it is now 1:58 AM. I have class in apx 7 and 1/2 hours :) Perfect. Today was such a productive day! Who knew that could happen in college?! I got up (omg.. a huge bug just flew onto my screen...and scarred me... a lot) okay- where was I? Ah yes, I got up at roughly 10AM and began my day of homework. I did a little bit yesterday, but I had not completely gotten into anything. I had only skimmed the top of a few things... which, does not amount to very much when all is said and done. So I got up at 10AM this morning and started to work. I worked until rouhgly 6 or 7 this evening, taking breaks for a shower (necessary...obviously) and some lunch at around 1PM with my roommate... who, mind you, had woken up about 1/2 hour before that :) hahaha but its perfectly fine. We get along veryyy well. Just incase I have not mentioned that before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, I went to a little cookout for Labor day with Mark. that was fun.. then, since we had all finished our homework... we rewarded ourselves wth an episode of The Hills- trashy TV...but really satisfying after a long day of work... don't ask, our minds are mush. We colored some beautiful pictures to hang up in each others' rooms and all was well with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... I had a migraine. I took 3 excedrine-- which... in retrospect was not the best idea, however my headache did go away- but now I'm very awake and sleep is no where in sight unfortunately. I don't mind, I may pop in a movie .. those tend to put me right to sleep... and my rooommate has taken some Tylenol PM-- so she won't be bothered by very much at all, not like she is anyway-- she sleeps like a rock. ha which is good because I have all early classes and she has all afternoon classes, so neither of us wake one another up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is kinda random and veryyyy unnecessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who is reading: i do appoligize... forgive my boring post. hopefully something interesting will come out of tomorrow's three classes: Intro to theatre, Women's studies, and finally writing- the bane of my existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that everyone knows what my day will consist of..... hope you enjoy thinking of that :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. i found a station where they are singing some soothing music on...maybe that will work :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.... erg, morning.... erg... whatever I end up doing with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-4385551119644894390?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/4385551119644894390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=4385551119644894390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/4385551119644894390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/4385551119644894390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/um-its-late.html' title='Um. Its late.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-7410359136170526151</id><published>2007-09-02T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T14:27:10.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To prove I have pictures of my Family up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsqfG4vmYI/AAAAAAAAACI/euIdDS5-8A8/s1600-h/DSCN3699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsqfG4vmYI/AAAAAAAAACI/euIdDS5-8A8/s320/DSCN3699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105721316467513730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-7410359136170526151?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/7410359136170526151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=7410359136170526151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7410359136170526151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7410359136170526151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-prove-i-have-pictures-of-my-family.html' title='To prove I have pictures of my Family up.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsqfG4vmYI/AAAAAAAAACI/euIdDS5-8A8/s72-c/DSCN3699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-477933941161056645</id><published>2007-09-02T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T14:16:59.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Room... :) exciting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoIW4vmTI/AAAAAAAAABg/KK6B7LxtCC4/s1600-h/DSCN3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoIW4vmTI/AAAAAAAAABg/KK6B7LxtCC4/s320/DSCN3693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718726602234162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoIm4vmUI/AAAAAAAAABo/8XPo1uX5OKM/s1600-h/DSCN3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoIm4vmUI/AAAAAAAAABo/8XPo1uX5OKM/s320/DSCN3694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718730897201474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoI24vmVI/AAAAAAAAABw/DmOZHiVV2DI/s1600-h/DSCN3695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoI24vmVI/AAAAAAAAABw/DmOZHiVV2DI/s320/DSCN3695.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718735192168786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoJW4vmWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Jpu7cNsftrw/s1600-h/DSCN3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoJW4vmWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Jpu7cNsftrw/s320/DSCN3696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718743782103394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoJm4vmXI/AAAAAAAAACA/rzR57ygYuzQ/s1600-h/DSCN3698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoJm4vmXI/AAAAAAAAACA/rzR57ygYuzQ/s320/DSCN3698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718748077070706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-477933941161056645?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/477933941161056645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=477933941161056645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/477933941161056645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/477933941161056645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-room-exciting.html' title='My Room... :) exciting.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/RtsoIW4vmTI/AAAAAAAAABg/KK6B7LxtCC4/s72-c/DSCN3693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-2166220348871153950</id><published>2007-09-02T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T14:15:29.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3G4vmOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/d7pDSGDvFzI/s1600-h/DSCN3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3G4vmOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/d7pDSGDvFzI/s320/DSCN3688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718430249490658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3W4vmPI/AAAAAAAAABA/v4vZEGMo_J8/s1600-h/DSCN3689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3W4vmPI/AAAAAAAAABA/v4vZEGMo_J8/s320/DSCN3689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718434544457970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3m4vmQI/AAAAAAAAABI/SETIzPlgRJE/s1600-h/DSCN3690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3m4vmQI/AAAAAAAAABI/SETIzPlgRJE/s320/DSCN3690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718438839425282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn4G4vmRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MgTrOxu6eUU/s1600-h/DSCN3691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn4G4vmRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MgTrOxu6eUU/s320/DSCN3691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718447429359890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn4m4vmSI/AAAAAAAAABY/CXfs0cduPZM/s1600-h/DSCN3692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn4m4vmSI/AAAAAAAAABY/CXfs0cduPZM/s320/DSCN3692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105718456019294498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-2166220348871153950?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/2166220348871153950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=2166220348871153950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/2166220348871153950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/2166220348871153950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/Rtsn3G4vmOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/d7pDSGDvFzI/s72-c/DSCN3688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-3217769158428712743</id><published>2007-08-31T23:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:33:19.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its September 1st... freaky.</title><content type='html'>So. Its now officially over. My feelings of summer have dispersed into the atmosphere and I have watched those feelings float towards the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the folks back home *and.. you never know, one of you may be reading this* are leaving for school today *its 3AM...whatever* and that officially ends something that once was. I'm not saying its a bad thing, its just time to move onto something new and exciting in life. Even though it does feel pretty weird to thnk about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note: Its the weekend. A glorious three day weekend where I can do anything I so desire :) which makes me very happy because- even though its only been a week of class, it feels a LOT longer than that. Which is absolutely intense. Fall is in the air finally and it seems to be getting a little bit cooler :) Which makes me veryyy happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should bring new and interesting things my way- but hopefully I will sleep late, seeing as how i've gotten up at roughly 6:45 every morning to give myself plenty of time to get to such early classes. Joyous events really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-3217769158428712743?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/3217769158428712743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=3217769158428712743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3217769158428712743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3217769158428712743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-september-1st-freaky.html' title='Its September 1st... freaky.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-3835932326701736216</id><published>2007-08-30T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:04:29.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feminism.</title><content type='html'>Today in women's history, we discussed the last lecture that we had done in class. Today is when the RA gets to teach the class and we break into smaller groups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our RA asked us who among us identified as a "feminist" so, a good amount of people reaised their hands (surprisingly less than I had personally expected), but for the RA, apparently she was very shocked. Of course I raised my hand, because I do consider myself one. As she went around the room and asked the femenists vs. non-femenists why or why not they identify as such. One girl said "When I call myself a 'femenist' I feel an empowerment" Immediately i was like, *Thinks to herself* "Thats a little odd, that word choice.. hm... empowerment?" SO I raised my hand and described that I personally don't feel a sense of 'power' when i call myself a femenist. This erupted into quite an interesting conversation, where suddenly the empowered girl felt that she should not have said that and quickly took back her statement. It was an odd course of events that I was not expecting in the slightest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also one boy in our discussion group. When asked "Who is the most influential woman in his life" he said "The most influential women ARE my two moms" and that was interesting. He seems really nice and obviously really open and like a really good point of view to have in the class among all crazy women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. thats the little factoid of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodday sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-3835932326701736216?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/3835932326701736216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=3835932326701736216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3835932326701736216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/3835932326701736216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/08/feminism.html' title='Feminism.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-5537543660399375038</id><published>2007-08-30T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T05:01:05.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And blogging begins for Amy McGuirk again</title><content type='html'>So, basically my brother thought it might be a good idea for me to begin blogging again to kinda keep people informed and all that jazz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things that have happened in the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I'm at College...wwhhhattt??&lt;br /&gt;~Classes have started&lt;br /&gt;~Homework has been given&lt;br /&gt;~I've done said homework (Don't worry mom)&lt;br /&gt;~I have a dorm room that is relatively nice-- the biggest one on the floor- which is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;~I have class in like, an hour- but..we have to get there like 1/2 hour early because our teachers are&lt;br /&gt;      A. Crazy&lt;br /&gt;      B. wayyyy down at Syracuse Stage which causes us either to have a long walk or to take the bus &lt;br /&gt;~Contrary to popular belief, its actually very hot in Syracuse...very hot. like.... makes me want to die hot. Just to give you an idea.&lt;br /&gt;~Oh and its humid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of my classes&lt;br /&gt;~Intro to acting (Core) *Core A woo!*&lt;br /&gt;~Intro to theatre&lt;br /&gt;~Theatre production&lt;br /&gt;~Women's studies&lt;br /&gt;~Greek/Roman drama&lt;br /&gt;~Writing (bane of my existance already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have told many of my family members, I still feel as though I am on vacation and that soon enough I'll be back home hanging out with my usual suspects and going to the creamery. Turns out, thats not true- and its a little weird to get used to. I'm adjusting quite well... but just if anyone was curious-- yes. its very strange being in college. When did that happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-5537543660399375038?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/5537543660399375038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=5537543660399375038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/5537543660399375038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/5537543660399375038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-blogging-begins-for-amy-mcguirk.html' title='And blogging begins for Amy McGuirk again'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-877724964345310601</id><published>2007-03-31T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T14:25:57.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry long time no postage.</title><content type='html'>wellllll much has happened since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was Kate in "All My Sons" by Arthur Miller. It was pretty bomb if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am Kate in "Kiss Me Kate" By Cole Porter, rehearsals havn't started. They start on Monday- and I'm souped about that too.&lt;br /&gt;3. I graduate from high School soon :)&lt;br /&gt;4. I've gotten into some colleges, but I have no idea where I'm going. Don't ask :) thanks love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. lastly- no one reads this so I don't see why i bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. okay I lied.. go to my new blog (i'm keeping this one too, but, I started a new one) yourface3.blogspot.com and upload a picture of your face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats it. love. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-877724964345310601?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/877724964345310601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=877724964345310601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/877724964345310601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/877724964345310601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-long-time-no-postage.html' title='sorry long time no postage.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-5698203094346576584</id><published>2007-01-30T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T17:26:19.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice.</title><content type='html'>And I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on this 30th of January, I dropped AP French. Yes. I had had it with my french teacher and I was ready to take something that I would not be put down in every single time I opened my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure how it all happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it won't be a dream tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-5698203094346576584?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/5698203094346576584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=5698203094346576584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/5698203094346576584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/5698203094346576584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/01/may-you-live-to-see-thousand-reasons-to.html' title='May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-6994326343978998836</id><published>2007-01-15T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T06:51:54.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welll... I have 12 minutes.</title><content type='html'>I am very sorry to my faithful readers that I have not posted for such a long time. I suppose my life has been taken up by more important things. And by that, i mean, I have no reasons for not posting anything interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, all that is on my mind are auditions. I have done 2. 8 to go. Thats just a horrible feeling. I am slowly running out of energy having to go from voice lessons to dance classes to my acting coach. Far too many things for something that should be so simple. I suppose, as people keep telling me, if i "really want this" then I have to do all those things. What do they know about me "really wanting" anything? Yes, I do. And.. when they ask, i say, "Yes, why would I be here?"... and then they just get mad or something. That is one thing I could do without. well, my life will be much less stressful once the auditions are over!!... then Kiss Me Kate starts at school, and the stress begins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY theatre production class went to NYC two days ago. We saw Behind the Emerld Curtain. That was rather exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to write, and not nearly enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later..or tomorrow. &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/7312962-6994326343978998836?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/6994326343978998836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=6994326343978998836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6994326343978998836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6994326343978998836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2007/01/welll-i-have-12-minutes.html' title='Welll... I have 12 minutes.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-7084469937758680507</id><published>2006-12-08T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:57:08.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>Please make a comment about this statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-7084469937758680507?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/7084469937758680507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=7084469937758680507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7084469937758680507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/7084469937758680507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/12/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-6965225812526387539</id><published>2006-11-29T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T05:38:13.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am at home currently.</title><content type='html'>Its 8:35, and I am sitting at home, pondering life. Today is wednesday... the day when I usually go on Christian service, but.. today I need to be in class. (weird eh?).. I NEED to be in class? Who says that? Me. Too much to do, too little time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical begins tonight. This is one of the first times that i have the bad kind of nerves. The nerves that suck. Not the good kind that get you pumped up, no no no..the awful kind that make you nervous for real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go get dressed because right now I'm cold :) ... goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-6965225812526387539?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/6965225812526387539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=6965225812526387539' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6965225812526387539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/6965225812526387539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-at-home-currently.html' title='I am at home currently.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-116399758244993885</id><published>2006-11-19T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:39:42.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thus, I have nothing to do.</title><content type='html'>I am tired. I'm exhausted, but i am awake and have nothing to do. I am contemplating watching some sort of movie, but that is just probably not going to happen because then I will fall asleep, and I just am not in the mood to be sleeping. That sounds absolutely crazy, but..its true, I'm sorry, I'm a crazy person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today's rant I will discuss headaches. Today i woke up with a headache. Those are the worst, you know damn well that your entire day is going to be God awful if you WAKE up with a headache. But then I loafed myself to help with tech and helped focus some lights and things of that nature. I tried to block out the headache, and then got hit in the head with a leg of the genie. that did not really help anything at all. So then, I had to go to a voice lesson. As we were on our drive to my voice teachers house, the headache got really terrible, like.. I thought i would vomit at any point in time. Those are the worst because... its just such a horrible feeling. But somehow my voice lesson helped. Or.. maybe it was the 4 advil? that may have been it. But i still had the tint of headache all through rehearsal. In which my director gladly pointed out that I was  "different" today and he wondered why. I said, "I'm very sorry, I just have a bad headache." And he simply said "well, we're all tired." But-- when people don't know of these AWFUL headaches, then it is very easy for them to write them off very quickly. Thats very bothersome because if you try to describe your headache, they figure they've had the same thing.. or you are just complaining, but they don't understand that you get these everyday and often they just-- don't allow you to do anything at all. That is my rant. Headaches are beasts and they should be shot in the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really should be off to bed soon. Seeing as how I have to get up really soon... and I really want to brush my teeth. I love brushing my teeth. haha..that'll be happening very shortly. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight my someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-116399758244993885?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/116399758244993885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=116399758244993885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/116399758244993885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/116399758244993885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/11/thus-i-have-nothing-to-do.html' title='Thus, I have nothing to do.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-116244018975900970</id><published>2006-11-01T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:03:09.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well...</title><content type='html'>Last night was halloween. That was really fun. Chilled with some lovers, par usual. Watched Casper the friendly ghost (Can I keep you?)..thats the cutest line in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SAT scores come out tomorrow. I am freaking out a little bit, actually a lotta bit. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who don't know, we got a dog. An adorable little golden retriever puppy. You wish you had him, his name is Murphy and he is the cutest thing on the plannet. I really love him. He just fell down the stairs and it really reminded me of Homeward Bound (Kate..since you are the only one who reads this.... you'll know)..and now I am all depressed because Homeward Bound, that scene, just kills me. I can't even talk about it. So, that killed me when my little puppy slid down the stairs, uhh-- i like..died, yes, died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo-- lets see, whatelse can I ramble on about? Oh- i just watched Laguna beach, they were in like Cavo or something for spring break, and god--its hysterical. Plus- SLUTS c'mon, they are all just like  hooking up with everyone. So amusing, how i love you mindless television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have homework to do tonight :) My life... is pretty good. until tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm peacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy  kate??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-116244018975900970?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/116244018975900970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=116244018975900970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/116244018975900970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/116244018975900970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/11/well.html' title='well...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-115868187905195173</id><published>2006-09-19T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T09:04:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo from Cerros' Room.</title><content type='html'>I'm in Cerros' room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Derek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cerros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-115868187905195173?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/115868187905195173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=115868187905195173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115868187905195173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115868187905195173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/09/yo-from-cerros-room.html' title='Yo from Cerros&apos; Room.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-115745700559701847</id><published>2006-09-05T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T04:50:05.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAH</title><content type='html'>I am currently in the school that blocks everything and its mother on the computer. But not my blogger :) hehe. the blog is far too smart for anything that this school can dish out. Today is my FIRST REAL day of school. And already I feel ill. Seriously ill. The stomach is... feeling nasty. Homeroom is going to be the absollute worst. haha the awkward, i cant deal with it. The dude who is my teacher.. I am convinced hates me, and my friend felt the need to tell him that. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-115745700559701847?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/115745700559701847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=115745700559701847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115745700559701847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115745700559701847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahahah.html' title='HAHAHAHAH'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-115685438930208419</id><published>2006-08-29T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T05:26:29.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime, and the livin' is easy...</title><content type='html'>Well, this time has nearly come to a close. In about an house I will be putting my uniform back on, and heading to school. Not for anything really school related or work related for that matter; just a nice little thing called "Freshman Orentation". I go, make the freshies feel welcome (Even if they're not)... and kindly tell them where their homeroom is. THEN-- I get to help them take pictures! Oh this is a tough job I have today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might add, that it is rather chilly this morning. Maybe a sweater will be a wise decision. hum.. its too early to be awake. Its 8:16. i have nothing to do until 5 of 10. Maybe there's something on TV or TEVOed that will be interesting to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time for me to mention my NEW OBSESSION!!!!!! YAY!!!! Its CAMP the movie/musical. Its bloody amazing. Seriously, if anyone reads this go rent this movie now and like, watch the glory that is CÅMP. I probably only like it because its like B@B to the next level that takes place all summer and they do a new show every 2 weeks. CRAZY NO? Oh god, If my life was that i"d smile all the time. Honestly, like, go see CAMP, or rent it or something. You won't regret it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate typing with new nails. period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be doing the crazy amounts of summer work that I have left, but for some reason I am not all that concerned. Senioritis already? Probably- I've had it since last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one day to clingon to summer, I'm going to go loaf about. Hopefully someone reads this and... i don't know. cares? haha &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/7312962-115685438930208419?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/115685438930208419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=115685438930208419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115685438930208419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115685438930208419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/08/summertime-and-livin-is-easy.html' title='Summertime, and the livin&apos; is easy...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-115418493705513395</id><published>2006-07-29T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:55:37.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Lost in Paris : Priceless...</title><content type='html'>Truely it was. Every single time we'd get lost in paris, it was another priceless moment. That was the first sign that we all saw together when we got off the plane. It was a mastercard sign and it said 'Getting lost in paris: Priceless..." therefore that became the moto of the trip. It is really hard to believe that I am back home and away from the amazing people that I met on the trip. From the first day we were there we knew that we'd become the best of friends. The other EIL groups didnt really talk and we had already gotten to know eachother, were laughing, joking, even the occational playful slap. That usually would take a good while to get used to...but not us, we just clicked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, that was one of the most memorable, best experiances of my life... from the plays that we all fell asleep during to the moments when we were together that just made everything seem okay to the extreme stress of putting on that play that drove many of us to tears. The tears are not the important things now, its the fact that we suffered through them and ended up putting on an excellent show, that we could all truely be proud of. Les Mastication des morts. that is the title of the play that we performed when we got back to Paris. It was a group of momlogues about the dead, said by the dead. I was a dead old lady who was upset about her caskit (spelling???) choice that was made by her Roger.... she wanted "du sapin au prix du chene". Up..look it up. (du sapin, du sapin) heheheh oh god, those words have haunted me. Also,  I was the translator for the angry american..."zut zut zut" hehehe oh dear I will miss those words. They were the easy ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i went into detail about everything that we did then I would have one of the longest posts every posted on The Daily Outlook of Amy McGuirk. But I want to quickly describe the homestay. I was with the Arbonaughts? no...the Arbo..somethings. They were such a great family. Mireille, the mother, Bernard, the father, and their three children Marie-Laure, Florence, et Phillipe. At first, it was difficult because I was really sick when i got to their house, however luckily the father was a doctor and fixed me right up. But, by the end of the trip we were laughing and joking about "maman poule" which means "mother hen" but they described it as "chicken mom" and it was just one of the funniest things...ever. It was really sad leaving the homestay, but exciting to get back to Paris and do that play that I've just described above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two major things that I miss about france...wait, make that three. I miss my friends, each and every student in the EIL program that we did... i miss them more than words can even describe, i miss the fact that when I was with them time slowed down in true french style; so that you hadnt a care in the world, as long as you were with someone else, you were fine. I even miss the fact that I was NEVER alone. Alone time did not exist. Which was amazing. Second thing I miss:  I miss the food, more than I can describe, I miss that food. Honestly the french do it right... from their fruit to their cheese, and even how they present the stuff...its just all around amazing. (except the water...they havn't quite perfected that one yet). Lastly, and most surprisingly, I miss walking. I miss that we could get up and stroll around paris for a bit, even when Julie would decide to be a crazy woman and we'd have to walk super fast and super far. But i miss it, I even walked to Thayer street yesterday.... it was not nearly as satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am home, I really know that a lot has changed about me...for the better, and I know a lot more aobut myself then I did before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting lost in paris: Priceless....&lt;br /&gt;Having friends like no other that you miss like crazy: Priceless...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that one day, you'll go back to paris together.....PRICELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and miss all of you my little EIL loafs :) I hope you are all well and doing amazing things because you are all amazing and have found a very special place in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-115418493705513395?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/115418493705513395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=115418493705513395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115418493705513395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/115418493705513395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/07/getting-lost-in-paris-priceless.html' title='Getting Lost in Paris : Priceless...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114951732225067097</id><published>2006-06-05T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T07:22:02.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is so close I can taste it. mmm..and it tastes good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Summer is so close, and yet so far away. We have exams this week, I only have to take 3 :) That is pretty exciting. Plus, they are my easy exams: French, History (not easy, but he gave us all the questions.), and Religion---AKA a joke. So I don't think this week will be very stressful at all. But for the first two days, I have no exams. :) I get to sleep late, and study all day woot!&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Kansas on Saturday! Then whilst I'm there, I go to Broadway at Bethel to see my favorite Kansas and other midwestern states friends, and they get to see their favorite chick from the east. haha So I'm pretty excited about that too. Then I come home on the 26th and leave for Europe from NY the 27th. AHH! Stress-ville USA is where I live.But I am confident that it'll all be cool.&lt;br /&gt;Uh-- I should go study. Or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to y'all later&lt;br /&gt;~AMY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114951732225067097?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114951732225067097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114951732225067097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114951732225067097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114951732225067097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-is-so-close-i-can-taste-it.html' title='Summer is so close I can taste it. mmm..and it tastes good'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114852445400040192</id><published>2006-05-24T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T19:34:14.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well. That hit me like a sac o' potatoes.</title><content type='html'>It just hit me that my seniors are leaving me.  I know that sounds completely foolish, and I will see them... so much before they go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But-- I don't know. It just hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. I'm sad now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114852445400040192?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114852445400040192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114852445400040192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114852445400040192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114852445400040192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-that-hit-me-like-sac-o-potatoes.html' title='Well. That hit me like a sac o&apos; potatoes.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114832558703644961</id><published>2006-05-22T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:19:47.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Music Man</title><content type='html'>Well, this weekend was the run of the show &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Music Man&lt;/span&gt; that we've all been working on for the past...uh-- while. The run went great, everyone seemed to get sick though. Weird. That wasn't the best, but everyone still sounded amazing.&lt;br /&gt;This was the seniors last show *tear* and oh were there every so many tears. Many people said really sweet things, especially Amy Bouchard. Wait, did I just say that with a straight face? no. ha Anyway-- I thought about saying a nice little ditty during prayer, but prayer was lasting too long and my hands were getting sweaty. haha So i didn't. It seemed that half of the people during prayer cried, the other half couldn't hear anyone, and the other..well, not the other half, becaus that makes no sense, but whatever; the rest of the people were indifferent. Krysta and I laughed because...well we kept saying funny things and..quite frankly the things we said were quite funny. But the seniors know that I love them all very dearly. The last show went very well and the audience was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh-- then we had the last Bennetfest. That was a sad yet happy occasion filled with much delicious food. The food is the only reason people go. No, that was a joke. Or was it? ha. So we stayed until about 1:30 at the Bennets, but clearly my dear friend Joanie wanted some sleep, so we kindly left. But Bennetfest was definitely a good one..I shall miss that onion dip..erg, I meant Jenn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone ready for HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL? ha. Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114832558703644961?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114832558703644961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114832558703644961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114832558703644961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114832558703644961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/05/music-man.html' title='The Music Man'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114766121565575102</id><published>2006-05-14T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T19:46:55.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When needing sleep gets too great, the only thing to do is to write in your blog.</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge english paper to be writing on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt; a book, which I greatly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;intended&lt;/span&gt; to read, but never read. So here I am, cliff notes in hand, attempting to write about motifs in this book. I hardly know what a motif is, yet i have to make something up that may sound insightful into the world of motifs. This should be interesting. It is now 10:34. I have not done any homework, except a meager poem, a sad card, and um...something else? I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was insane. I went to Boston with Jenn to see WICKED!!! Jealous?! haha anyway. So we get there, and we're like.."lets enter in the ticket lottery" (The ticket lottery---for those who don't know, allows the winners to have front row seats for $25 bucks each!) We had tickets, but we were like, hey--if we win, we sell our tickets and take the front seats. So, while waiting for a half hour before they draw the names, we decided to bop ourselves over to Dunkin Donuts. Was that a bad idea if i've ever had a bad idea. This creepy ex-marine came up to us and started chatting it up. and I just nodded and responded with one word answers, while Jenn got scared. ha That was so weird. So, we left, didn't get any coffee. :( which made everyone sad because we were so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we get back to the theatre and they announce that they are going to draw the lottery names. The names are getting drawn, and there are about two spots left, and we've given up hope by now, we know that we've both lost and its just too late. But then. As though God himself knew that we needed a boost after the creepy marine. I hear "Amy.....(Slow) Mc.Mc. McGuire?" Immediately I look up and raise my hand "AMY MCGUIRK!?!?" I yell, hoping that there isn't another woman in the room named Amy McGuire, and then the man goes "yeah!" and jenn says "YEAH!!!" and i say "YEAHHH!!!!!!" So i run up and recieve my two pins that say "I won the Wicked Lottery!" and hand one to jenn, and keep one for myself. At this point I am happily smiling because I never win anything, and I just won jenn and myself front row tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um..what were we going to do with out other tickets? We say "Huh- what'll we do with these?"...a man named..uh Greg, comes over and says 'Hey! You sellin those tickets?" we say "yeh!" he says "Face-value!?" "YEAH!" "be right back..lemme run to the bank!" SWEET 90$ in each of our pockets. So we happily bop over to "Know Fat" Some creepy health food place for celebration which included a flavored water and a cookie. But, our tickets that we won were seperated. Oh well, they were front row, screw sitting with eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get there and are talking on our cells to eachother as we sit across the theatre. Then i start chatting with a nice man in front of us who tells me that he wanted to trade seats with the woman who was sitting in front of him. Then, she could trade with Jenn. This was a very complicated story that I will not go into because, its hard when one is saying it, i can't even imagine typing it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw wicked! AMAZING!!! Then went to find the stage door. We found it, and then saw Glinda as she was running to dinner, and we yelled out her name and she said hello. So that was cool. Then we saw Julie (who played Elphie) and we took a picture with her, and she signed my playbill. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114766121565575102?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114766121565575102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114766121565575102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114766121565575102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114766121565575102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-needing-sleep-gets-too-great-only.html' title='When needing sleep gets too great, the only thing to do is to write in your blog.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114721462088939523</id><published>2006-05-09T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T15:43:40.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About that...</title><content type='html'>Well, I tried to write a post the other day--but my computer was being quite fussy and shut down. That was not very nice, so I will try to re-enact the post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had prom the other day. It was so fun, of course there was drama, the Jr. Class at lasalle is nothing but drama. If you are interested in any pictures or anything like that...they are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/musicalgrl308&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. Tomorrow we have this crazy acting thing, it should be interesting. :) I guess.and I get to miss tons of school...but in order to do that I need to get some homework done. I'll post more later! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114721462088939523?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114721462088939523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114721462088939523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114721462088939523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114721462088939523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-that.html' title='About that...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114653896700444891</id><published>2006-05-01T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:02:47.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AP English Exams, Rehearsal, and No homework.</title><content type='html'>That was my day. I did nothing today. The AP english exam bit me in my ass. I paid 82 dollars for an exam to kill me. And make me feel dumb. It was four hours of my life that i will never ever get back. Then i had about one and a half classes, but the one didn't count because it was english and I convinced Obi that we shouldn't ahve class. So that was a nice break. Then tonight I did nothing. I have done nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114653896700444891?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114653896700444891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114653896700444891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114653896700444891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114653896700444891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/05/ap-english-exams-rehearsal-and-no.html' title='AP English Exams, Rehearsal, and No homework.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114515801372061938</id><published>2006-04-15T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T20:26:53.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dark history of oragami in the Americas.</title><content type='html'>I went to a book reading with B. today. I've decided, frankly decided, that I love having books read to me. Its such a relaxing feeling, and I concentrate so much more. Anyway- there were five authors who read either from their own work, or from their favorite work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a woman, the only woman among the five. She read a story about a man who went to see a shrink, and what his encounter was like. She was my favorite among the five authors. I'm not sure why. She had a really great spirit, she kind of bopped her way up to the stage, read, didn't say much, and then bopped off. I don't know, you could tell she was excited about the vegetarian who went to see a shrink. This was just really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next man on the other hand, was.... interesting. No. he made me nervous. He read about something that I could barely comprehend which made no sense, however it was rather funny. It was his first reading, so he was nervous?. I don't know. But, he was just okay- the book that he read, was weird..made not much sense. I think if you actually read it it might make more sense. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. Another good one, he read about oragami. It was hysterical. Then he talked about some woman made out of paper, and how she gave her lovers massive paper cuts. So, that was really funny. He was excited too and had really cool glasses. That was pretty fun. I liked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next guy, I don't even remember what he read about. But he seemed pretty cool, he had a big curly blond afro type thing going on, and he was just so chill about reading. He left the listeners with a cliff hanger, which was kinda fun. it was something like "And then, disaster struck"...."So I'll end there!"... that was funny. OHH I think his was about these two girls. Yeah, that was really intense and really interesting. One of my favorite quotes from his was "Once she stopped feeling, then she could begin to be happy, even though that made no sense". Thats not a direct quote, but its something to that affect. It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last guy, the one that brian wanted to see the most, read about a man who lived in the Sudan and about his life. This was really interesting, it talked of his childhood and his girl problems, which was quite funny. (Quite Racey!) haha no, but, it was really fun. It sounded like a really interesting book. He was a good reader too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them were really good, well with the exception of that second guy. He was a bit too odd for comprehension. Anyway- that was a great addition to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went out with Billy and saw V for vendetta. Amazing flick. check that out. there were so many amazing references throughout the movie, it just needs to be seen. I would go into my feelings about that, but this post is already too long. So, i'll just stick to my feelings about those readers and call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114515801372061938?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114515801372061938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114515801372061938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114515801372061938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114515801372061938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/04/dark-history-of-oragami-in-americas.html' title='The dark history of oragami in the Americas.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114429185982297564</id><published>2006-04-05T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:50:59.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt the need.</title><content type='html'>I just got the impulse to write a little bloger thinngy. Blogger. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite overjoyed when i saw that I had not zero, not one, but TWO comments on my blog from my beloved cousins. That brighted up my day a bit. Anyway-- today I stayed home until about 11:30 to work on my paper, because..my life is too busy to do homework at night, i come home, I'm tired, and I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i found out that I am going to be missing more school than I can afford to miss. This is maditory missing. Great. Thanks Chorus. Hats off to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...OHH!! I went to Elon last weekend..In North Carolina. It was b-e-a-utiful. I can totally see myself there. I saw this brilliant vocal performance which made me very happy. I want to get in so badly, i can't even explain it! PLUS They have the best traveling abroad program in the country!! WOOT! So, that was a really great weekend!...Elon--accept me, if you ever happen along this blog. haha...you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this...pointless thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114429185982297564?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114429185982297564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114429185982297564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114429185982297564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114429185982297564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-felt-need.html' title='I felt the need.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114419167381969986</id><published>2006-04-04T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:01:13.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since my very lovely cousin Leah informs me that its about time for a post, I'll give you one. Today was quite an exciting day. I was actually really tired this morning, but I got happier as the day went on. For lunch, I had mashed potatoes :) And that was REALLY exciting. But then rehearsal rolled along, of course, bringing my happy mashed potato day to a halt. I was not needed at all, and I had clearly said that if i wasn't needed, then I'd really like to go home because  I have a research paper due on Emma Goldman due on Friday (Thankfully our teacher changed that date). But..they said "NO YOU MUST STAY!"...so, being a good one, I stayed. Shoot me. I stayed, and wasn't needed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then I finally got home, watched Made for a bit, realized I had seen that one..but continued to watch. I ate some cheese and pepperonni. I never do that. I mean the pepperoni thing, but it was there, and I was like "Hm..Amy do you want that?".. "Yes, thanks I do."..so  i merrily ate some of it, and it was quite delicious. Then I went upstairs to start my paper. I have a paragraph done. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...I have a really boring life. This entire post is about food. Hum... any drama going on here?.. well, Prom is coming up far too quickly...and I need to find a date, or else..it'll just be really dumb. So, I gotta do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting to be rather lengthy...and i am fairly certain that no one wants to read it anymore than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh before I go-------- I bought the Smallville Metropolis Mix on iTunes. and my life got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114419167381969986?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114419167381969986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114419167381969986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114419167381969986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114419167381969986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/04/since-my-very-lovely-cousin-leah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114368736219909040</id><published>2006-03-29T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T18:56:02.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't deal.</title><content type='html'>I have tons of homework.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get myself to do any of it.&lt;br /&gt;And currently, I can not deal with this fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114368736219909040?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114368736219909040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114368736219909040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114368736219909040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114368736219909040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-cant-deal.html' title='I can&apos;t deal.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114343484506878287</id><published>2006-03-26T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:47:25.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing exciting.</title><content type='html'>Nothing exciting is going on right now. Its about 11:41 and I'm kinda just chillin out. I've decided to start some homework because there is nothing better to do. I really want pancakes. But..i don't think I'll make them now because its so late, and I know I'll end up with a stomach ache if I eat them now. SO, I'll just wait until tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have school tomorrow. Say it with me, Amy Doesn't Hve School Tomorrow! :) yay! But-- I have the first rehearsal for music man. joyous. I mean, yay yippidee do dah! But...I'd rather sleep, eat, do some homework, watch some TV, sleep some more. and go to sleep. Ha, that'd be the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pointless post. It needs to stop before someone gets hurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114343484506878287?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114343484506878287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114343484506878287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114343484506878287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114343484506878287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothing-exciting.html' title='Nothing exciting.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114271950981610528</id><published>2006-03-18T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:05:09.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope everyone likes the new layout.</title><content type='html'>I went to my blog today---and was totally shocked to see my new layout. I had completely forgotten that I put it there! But I'm pretty excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend thus far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- School, went home watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice &lt;/span&gt;that was fun. I almost fell asleep, but my friends woke me up--the jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..last night: Awefulness happened in my house. I woke up at about 2:30...and i was shaking with the chills. If you touched my arm, it felt hot, but my body wasn't seeming to get the signal. So. I went and woke up B. and we sat for a bit until the chills finally stopped 2 hours later. I didn't get much sleep. Then, I took my temperature this morning, and it was 101.6. Thats kinda high. Plus, my body is aching because of those involuntary chills and body movement. It was aweful. If I may say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel a bit better..still sore, and extremely tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: Didn't go to Arts Alive because of the horrific story just told:&lt;br /&gt;             I will be doing tech tonight... and maybe going out, or maybe watching Rent with Liz. We havn't decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time for an hour nap. that'd be really nice. Plus- I'm feeling a bit feverish again, I should take some ibuprophin and take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to kate/leah/whoever else reads this: sorry I havn't written for a bit--and e-mails will be coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114271950981610528?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114271950981610528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114271950981610528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114271950981610528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114271950981610528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hope-everyone-likes-new-layout.html' title='I hope everyone likes the new layout.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114207874230522882</id><published>2006-03-11T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T04:05:42.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6:58 on a Saturday Morning.</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing up this early. It is truely a sight to see, I mean, I'm very much so a morning person, but 6:30 on a Saturday morning is stretching it even for me. My parents were bustling about because they are going to Florida today. Lucky duckys. So, I guess they sort of woke me up, which is unfortunete because I can't even go back to sleep- if I did, then I'd have to wake up relatively soon anyway for Arts Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is it now, 6:59 on a Saturday morning. Last night, I'm sure of it, someone crept into my room and took my stomach and put it in a blender. That wasn't very nice if you ask me. Grr..all these stomach problems lately are really started to frustrate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was extremely hot in the bathroom a few moments ago, i was going to take a shower-- but it was so hot, I would have shrivled up and died. literally, died. That would have been NO fun at all. And today is going to be a fun day, so we can't have anything screwing that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GURKABILLY DAY Thats what today is. I'm so excited. Seriously, just say " Gurkabilly" and it will make you feel much better. I can assure you. Speaking of that, I really need to go plug my phone in, I'll be right back. Okay, phone is charging. Shower time? No, its too early- that would mess up my whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this post is going to be SO BORING for the unfortunete soul who actually reads it. Thats what happens this early in the morning, things mess with your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay- i'll sign off here... &lt;3 to all. Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114207874230522882?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114207874230522882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114207874230522882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114207874230522882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114207874230522882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/03/658-on-saturday-morning.html' title='6:58 on a Saturday Morning.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114169031812971495</id><published>2006-03-06T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:11:58.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh. Ch'yeah.</title><content type='html'>Today we had school. It was realatively dull, nothing really eventful has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh- Lets see. Alicia and I just finished the history homework. That was exciting i suppose. Um..we're watching Beautiful People tonight!! :) Amazing. We're so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gAH! I'm sick of saying "umm". That is most frustrating. I saw Phantom of the Opera last night, It was AMAZING. GAH! MARRY ME PHANTOM!! MARRY ME RAOUL!!! MARRY ME PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!!!!!!! PLEASE! I will. I will marry them, one day, just you wait and see. Even if i marry one of them, and divorce him, and then marry the other one. :) That'll be amazing. Just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on. and so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at a lot of things for the french study program!! :) That'll be so fun, it'll either be in Nice, France or in Paris, France. Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay- hungry Food time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AMY~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114169031812971495?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114169031812971495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114169031812971495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114169031812971495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114169031812971495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/03/uh-chyeah.html' title='Uh. Ch&apos;yeah.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114157274832167725</id><published>2006-03-05T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T07:32:28.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Well, today is Sunday. The McGuirk house is in a state of turmoil. We're all fighting. Mom and i had an ENORMOUS fight this morning..that wasn't good to say the least. It all has to do with Church. Yup- thats it. I didn't want to go this morning because I was tired and just wanted to sleep. But- I got up to go..and then proceeded in yelling at mom which caused her to yell back. IT was just a BAD start to a very bad day. (Now is when a liscense could come in handy, i could just go driving for a bit to clear my head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, may I offer up my reasoning for not wanting to go to church. Okay. Its NOT that I don't believe in God, because I do. HOwever, i do not like the Catholic Church's thinking. I'm old enough to make my decisions...even though I got confirmed in the Catholic church, that doesn't mean that I agree with what much of it says. Also, I feel much closer to God when i'm sitting peacfully at a prayer service, or quietly alone. I don't like the showiness of Church. We all are programmed to say the same things and do the same signs, week after week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry- this could get very long and monotomous. I'm hungry. I might brave the downstairs in search of some food. It'll probably end up in another fight. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you had to read this whoever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-114157274832167725?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114157274832167725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114157274832167725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114157274832167725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114157274832167725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-114108587285782210</id><published>2006-02-27T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T16:17:52.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never post. So this will be a nice long post :)</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sitting here writing 12 things in french about what I will do before I'm thirty. Thus far, I have:&lt;br /&gt;1. I will have recieved a diploma from LSA&lt;br /&gt;2. I will have gone to college&lt;br /&gt;3. I will have married some man that I love.&lt;br /&gt;4. I will have at least 2 kids.&lt;br /&gt;5. I will have bought a house&lt;br /&gt;6. I will have traveled to Ireland..Paris, etc...&lt;br /&gt;7. I will have sang for many people.&lt;br /&gt;8. I will have auditioned for a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;9. I will have spoken french a lot.&lt;br /&gt;10. I will have gone to NY for work.&lt;br /&gt;11. I will have worked..in NY! :) And Paris&lt;br /&gt;12. I will have adopted a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..there we go. Thats my french homework! I've finished! (I wrote it in french of course). Hum..woowwww its only 7:11 and I'm done with homework. I feel so accomplished. As I should. Lets see, today-- we went back to school. awful. lets not talk about that business.&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to Jack Johnson and its making me happy.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a chance, get this CD..Brushfire Fairytales :) its soo good!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ch'yeah. Um..i think I'll go watch TV or something to that efffect. Talk to everyone whos reading this soon. I'll try to post more. I promise! :)&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/7312962-114108587285782210?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/114108587285782210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=114108587285782210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114108587285782210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/114108587285782210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-never-post-so-this-will-be-nice-long.html' title='I never post. So this will be a nice long post :)'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113977692893399341</id><published>2006-02-12T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T12:42:08.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing as if language no longer existed...because words were no longer necessary...</title><content type='html'>We finished our run of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dancing at lughnasa&lt;/span&gt; last night. It was a short, but great run! We had so much fun...all and all. Of course, there was a lot of drama...but hey- what're theatre people for? haha..Oh, I am a funny one. Yeah so now its back to life that doesn't require me staying after school until at least 5 o'clock every day. What will i do? This will be strage. I'm so glad that I got to konw everyone better...which is only making me feel sadder that Emily, Krysta, Dan, and yes, even AJ will be leaving next year :( Whatever will I do without those folks? Who knows...haha Natrually I will take full advantage of their cool collegeness..and go visit them...especially Emily- because she will be in NY. Clearly, that will be a selfish trip...but, we'll still get to visit!!! HAha..just kidding Em. Oh yes, I enjoyed that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum..what else do I have to say? Um... I need to do homework but I really don't want to. As usual. I think I will so that i can do other stuff today--such as watch a movie and eat ice cream. :) The best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude...its a Nor'Easterner. Thats all i have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-113977692893399341?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113977692893399341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113977692893399341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113977692893399341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113977692893399341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/02/dancing-as-if-language-no-longer.html' title='Dancing as if language no longer existed...because words were no longer necessary...'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113829209922839122</id><published>2006-01-26T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:14:59.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh Bleh Bleh.</title><content type='html'>Well, I am sitting in school. Clearly they did not block the blogger website. Us bloggers are too cool for school..haha.... bum bum cha.  Sorry I havn't posted in LITEREALLY FOREVER!!! But life has been very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't type on this keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-113829209922839122?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113829209922839122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113829209922839122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113829209922839122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113829209922839122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2006/01/bleh-bleh-bleh.html' title='Bleh Bleh Bleh.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113443320208038932</id><published>2005-12-12T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:25:51.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never post.</title><content type='html'>I know i never post. I'm more of a comment on other blogs person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAH LARSON IF YOU ARE READING THIS- I HAVE BEEN LEAVING A MILLION COMMENTS ON YOUR BLOG. AND I HAVE NO CLUE IF YOU GET THEM OR NOT! So, Tell me if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. I need to be doing homework, but I'm not. Maybe I'll do some precalc, because, for some absolutely random reason. I love it. Not precalc in general, but the section that we are doing is awesome. Its so.. easy!! and i get it, and not many other people do. SO i feel intelligent. :) And that does not happen in math so much. That is really cool. I suppose I'll share with you what it all is, we are working on logorythems. And they are so cool. I mean, they make sense and they just work out. How amazing is that? Pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm thinking of amazing things : My obi. poem yesterday was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I will post it here :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Prepare to read&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST POEM IN THE WORLD&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;That doesn’t exist&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Maybe one day I’ll write it&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And oh, I’ll hand it in&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;It’ll be &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;The best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And I’ll get a 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  That is the poem. I think its pretty awesome. I don't know i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go do my precalc stuff. because its so fun and I'm turning slowly but surely into a full fledged geek! ha. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 this was a long post for me hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-113443320208038932?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113443320208038932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113443320208038932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113443320208038932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113443320208038932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-never-post.html' title='I never post.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113372784237824373</id><published>2005-12-04T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T12:24:02.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO loafers.</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Um.. life update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lughnasa auditions went splendidly.. I made callbacks.. and if the show is double cast, then it'll rock hard. I'll keep y'all updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Um. What else? it has snowed today. we went to brunch :) Two of my favorite things- snow and good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm rather hungry how that I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Um.. Yeah. I'm tired and i don't want to do this Obi. packet. I suppose I should start it... be a good school girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Talk ta y'all later.&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/7312962-113372784237824373?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113372784237824373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113372784237824373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113372784237824373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113372784237824373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-loafers.html' title='HELLO loafers.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113314344897902898</id><published>2005-11-27T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T18:04:08.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Havn't updated in some time</title><content type='html'>Well, I have not updated in some time.. since the last update.. hum. I don't even remember what I wrote in the last update, so I guess I'll just write whatever I feel like writing.&lt;br /&gt;Um. yeah- oh, thats right. I forgot. um. right. God, i'm sidetracked right now. I saw Harry Potter. It was amazing- everyone needs to go see it. I've also seen Rent..twice. Yes, in one day- it was also pretty damn good.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. My life is so dull. I don't even know why i bother writing in this because its boring and no one reads it. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch a movie. Maybe I'll go lie down and watch a movie... that'd be quite nice I think. Yes, I think I will do that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. So good my homework is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad when ones life is judged by homework being done or not. Either it is happily done, or unhappily unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Kansas in 31 days if anyone is interested-- its going to be Amazing. Because its Kansas :) And I will get to see all of my cousins!! YAY!!! Um.. seeing as how they read this-- they will be happy about my excitement I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lughnasa auditions are soon- I think. I don't know &lt;-- is Lughnasa spelled right? Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK- I'm going to watch a movie and sit and contemplate life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-113314344897902898?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113314344897902898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113314344897902898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113314344897902898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113314344897902898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/11/havnt-updated-in-some-time.html' title='Havn&apos;t updated in some time'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113180501312566508</id><published>2005-11-12T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T06:16:53.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oliver, Oliver..never before has a boy wanted more.</title><content type='html'>Well... we've begun Oliver! And its going SOO WELL!! Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that my mic fell off last night.. everything rocked. I was really happy afterwords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both casts are doing a wonderful job... if you havn't seen the show yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;2:00- LSA Theatre (Me!)&lt;br /&gt;7:30- LSA Theatre (Talia!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-113180501312566508?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113180501312566508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113180501312566508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113180501312566508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113180501312566508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/11/oliver-olivernever-before-has-boy.html' title='Oliver, Oliver..never before has a boy wanted more.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113151126666345231</id><published>2005-11-08T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:41:06.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>Well..&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought that the whole Wisdom Teeth ordeal was over.&lt;br /&gt;It strikes again!! My wisdom teeth are now infected. 2 days before the show, and one of them is friggin infected. Great. So, I'm taking medicine, and they hurt. Yes, they really do. Its not like.. a definite pain, its a weird pain actually-- it hurts like hell, goes away, then hurts like hell again. I've been trying, but failing, on concentrating on my homework and all that jazz. Whatever, I'm "done" as they say. I'm really not DONE..but, its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've..ok- well, Jess, decided that I needed to name my cheek. I was like, hey- why not. She named it Phil. Yup. Thats it. simply Phil. Maybe we'll spell it. Fil. Thats better. Yup- I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah- so Fil and i are gonna go chill now. hhaa-- great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Fil to leave. right now He needs to GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the puffyness will be gone by the time the show comes around, I can still sing, it just looks really dumb, hurts slightly. But whatever, I'll suffer through it, I'm doing this show.. if its the last thing i do!...well, no. Hopefully its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK- Its like.. 11:40- I have A Capella EARLY tomorrow. And I can't sleep because I'm hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. whatever, now i'm just rambling because I'm to tired not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.. (and Fil too)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-113151126666345231?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113151126666345231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113151126666345231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113151126666345231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113151126666345231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/11/well.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-113011885345515041</id><published>2005-10-23T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T18:54:13.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah :)</title><content type='html'>Well, my seemingly horrible life *note the last entry* has gotten.. um.. better :)&lt;br /&gt;My wisdom teeth have gone, but they feel much better than they did, and guess what? I can even eat real food now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I did costumes for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Few Good Men&lt;/span&gt;... (people) WHICH WAS AWESOME!! I LOVED DOING THAT!! I miss all of them soo much. hahah but i'll still see them like, everyday. Loved every, well, ok thats an exageration, almost ever second of it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- must go do an english essay !!&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/7312962-113011885345515041?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/113011885345515041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=113011885345515041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113011885345515041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/113011885345515041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah.html' title='Ah :)'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112969168762554070</id><published>2005-10-18T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:14:47.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EROIGOINATIHA:ETNIA;eiht!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;-- my emotion.</title><content type='html'>I am having the worst day. Oh no wait, the worst week. Hum.. life? Yeah sounds about right. Its so annoying when you do so much. Everything right. (Not to boost myself up)....all you do is what people ask. You do your homework, you study for tests, hand things in on time, and don't do drugs or stupid things like that. Finally, after being at school for nearly 15 hours. Yes, 15. Thats a wicked long time. And then, i get home-- DO ALL MY FRIGGIN HOMEWORK!... Time to relax? Right? Wrong. My father comes down and informs me that because he is tired, I too am tired. This is not the case. I am very sorry, and didn't intend to disrespect; but this has been going on for too long.  I AM SICK OF SOMETHING AS STUPID AS WHEN I GO TO BED BECOMING A HUGE ISSUE IN MY HOUSEHOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And down right annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112969168762554070?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112969168762554070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112969168762554070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112969168762554070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112969168762554070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/10/eroigoinatihaetniaeiht-my-emotion.html' title='EROIGOINATIHA:ETNIA;eiht!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;-- my emotion.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112872328551831727</id><published>2005-10-07T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T15:14:45.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Havn't updated in forever</title><content type='html'>I havn't updated in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i may go nap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112872328551831727?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112872328551831727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112872328551831727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112872328551831727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112872328551831727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/10/havnt-updated-in-forever.html' title='Havn&apos;t updated in forever'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112716589930812073</id><published>2005-09-19T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T14:38:19.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For all who don't know- I have gotton the role of Nancy in Oliver! And i am very excited! Everyone must come see.&lt;br /&gt;But lets all see how my second rehearsal went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone goes off...&lt;br /&gt; i turn it off. t&lt;br /&gt;hen message ring goes off.. i finally get it completely shut off.&lt;br /&gt;my mother walks in.tells me i have an eye doctor appointmentI go.&lt;br /&gt;I come back.. to find them saying "OK- Thanks! See y'all tomorrow!"&lt;br /&gt;Then... i take someone elses script,&lt;br /&gt;and loose mine.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i found it.&lt;br /&gt;thats my story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112716589930812073?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112716589930812073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112716589930812073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112716589930812073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112716589930812073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-all-who-dont-know-i-have-gotton.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112577835600719036</id><published>2005-09-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:12:36.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>School started 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I dislike several of my classes. Seniors this year have major seniority issues. They need to get over themselves because honestly, we're roughly 1 year younger than they are. And they think that we are practically scum of the earth. Please. Get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo-- some of my teachers are awesome! Obi! Ah! Hes great!!... and the new Mr. Carty is pretty nice too. Um... who else do i have? Sanga seems nice, Martinelli- obviously- rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow- school isn't cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112577835600719036?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112577835600719036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112577835600719036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112577835600719036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112577835600719036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112500575372778984</id><published>2005-08-25T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T14:35:53.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN0183.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN0183.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, theres Clancy. He was one of my best friends. He died today. I know he is in a better place now and that he didn't suffer. But I am going to miss him so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112500575372778984?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112500575372778984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112500575372778984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112500575372778984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112500575372778984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/08/aw-theres-clancy.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112481548184208729</id><published>2005-08-23T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:44:41.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah</title><content type='html'>Clancy is having surgery today- please keep him in your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. saw Red Eye- too lazy to post stuff in here.. i already posted it in my xanga. Ugh- soo many journal things- this for people, xanga for &lt;a href="mailto:B@B"&gt;B@B&lt;/a&gt;, myspace for other people... ahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok- I'm going to shower. You can probably smell me over the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112481548184208729?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112481548184208729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112481548184208729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112481548184208729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112481548184208729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/08/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112434036120341445</id><published>2005-08-17T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:46:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats just wrong.</title><content type='html'>I'm quite sad to be honest. Last summer I went to this place called Taize in France that is a sort of retreat thing started a very long time ago by a guy named Brother Roger. He is about 90 years old. Yesterday, at one of the prayer meetings, a woman walked up to him, stabbed him twice and then slit his throat. The man was 90 YEARS OLD!! The woman was Romanian or something and insane. But, she brought the knife along with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were children sitting around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes messed up. and hes now dead. One of the holiest people I have ever met, and one of the most influential people is now dead because of some insane woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112434036120341445?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112434036120341445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112434036120341445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112434036120341445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112434036120341445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/08/thats-just-wrong.html' title='Thats just wrong.'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112334211973247416</id><published>2005-08-06T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T08:28:39.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/ireland.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/ireland.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right there... thats where I'm going to live. In Ireland... Isn't is beautiful!? :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112334211973247416?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112334211973247416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112334211973247416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112334211973247416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112334211973247416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/08/right-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112247286515116234</id><published>2005-07-27T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:01:05.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/hahahaha.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/hahahaha.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need i say anything?? Honestly&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112247286515116234?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112247286515116234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112247286515116234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247286515116234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247286515116234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/need-i-say-anything-honestly.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112247284877766111</id><published>2005-07-27T07:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:00:48.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/court%20and%20oliver.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/court%20and%20oliver.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver and Courtney.. hanging around&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112247284877766111?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112247284877766111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112247284877766111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247284877766111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247284877766111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/oliver-and-courtney.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112247283535669617</id><published>2005-07-27T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:00:35.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/cloth%20loft.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/cloth%20loft.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cloth loft&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112247283535669617?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112247283535669617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112247283535669617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247283535669617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247283535669617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/cloth-loft.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112247280957799281</id><published>2005-07-27T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:00:09.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/shirts%20off.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/shirts%20off.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why they did that so much... hmmm?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112247280957799281?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112247280957799281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112247280957799281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247280957799281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247280957799281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-know-why-they-did-that-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112247277594874766</id><published>2005-07-27T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T06:59:35.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/aww..%20Kelly%20and%20Nathan.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/aww..%20Kelly%20and%20Nathan.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan and kelly! awww hahahha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112247277594874766?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112247277594874766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112247277594874766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247277594874766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247277594874766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/nathan-and-kelly-awww-hahahha.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112247275354989930</id><published>2005-07-27T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T06:59:13.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/Ur%20such%20a%20silly.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/Ur%20such%20a%20silly.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur Such a silly&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112247275354989930?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112247275354989930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112247275354989930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247275354989930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112247275354989930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/ur-such-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112120623835642420</id><published>2005-07-12T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:10:38.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broadway At Bethel</title><content type='html'>Here are some pics from Broadway At Bethel! All of these people rock!!! Look at the pretty pictures!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112120623835642420?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112120623835642420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112120623835642420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120623835642420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120623835642420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/broadway-at-bethel.html' title='Broadway At Bethel'/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112120617065479162</id><published>2005-07-12T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:09:30.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN135511.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN135511.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally!! Its that Crazy Sarah Robinson&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112120617065479162?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112120617065479162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112120617065479162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120617065479162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120617065479162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-finally-its-that-crazy-sarah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112120608546084762</id><published>2005-07-12T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:08:05.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN13541.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN13541.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its The Roman empire.. or just Roman&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112120608546084762?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112120608546084762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112120608546084762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120608546084762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120608546084762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-roman-empire.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112120606140709282</id><published>2005-07-12T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:07:41.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN13531.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN13531.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Elizabeth and Leanne&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112120606140709282?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112120606140709282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112120606140709282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120606140709282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120606140709282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112120604084124121</id><published>2005-07-12T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:07:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN13521.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN13521.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad, Chance, Austin, and Todd...looking good?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112120604084124121?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112120604084124121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112120604084124121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120604084124121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120604084124121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/brad-chance-austin-and-todd.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112120600838505901</id><published>2005-07-12T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:06:48.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN13511.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN13511.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chandra looking hott in the Oklahoma dress! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112120600838505901?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112120600838505901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112120600838505901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120600838505901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112120600838505901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/chandra-looking-hott-in-oklahoma-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094400830255773</id><published>2005-07-09T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:20:08.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1350.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1350.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver and Chance in their sexy stage makeup&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094400830255773?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094400830255773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094400830255773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094400830255773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094400830255773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/oliver-and-chance-in-their-sexy-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094398567517703</id><published>2005-07-09T14:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:19:45.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1348.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1348.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd...looking to God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094398567517703?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094398567517703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094398567517703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094398567517703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094398567517703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/todd.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094397262102008</id><published>2005-07-09T14:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:19:32.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1347.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1347.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance and Alli putting some makeup on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094397262102008?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094397262102008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094397262102008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094397262102008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094397262102008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/chance-and-alli-putting-some-makeup-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094395745359200</id><published>2005-07-09T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:19:17.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1345.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1345.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leanne and Alex&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094395745359200?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094395745359200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094395745359200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094395745359200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094395745359200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/leanne-and-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094394449399323</id><published>2005-07-09T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:19:04.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1344.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1344.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing shirts..."getting ready for the show"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094394449399323?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094394449399323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094394449399323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094394449399323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094394449399323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/signing-shirts.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094392685529955</id><published>2005-07-09T14:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:18:46.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1343.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1343.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben. being..Ben&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094392685529955?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094392685529955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094392685529955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094392685529955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094392685529955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/ben.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094391533876096</id><published>2005-07-09T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:18:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1342.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1342.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenae ABBEY and Kelly&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094391533876096?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094391533876096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094391533876096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094391533876096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094391533876096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/jenae-abbey-and-kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094387350662262</id><published>2005-07-09T14:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:17:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1341.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1341.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Hott Aunt Eller... or maybe thats Jenna?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094387350662262?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094387350662262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094387350662262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094387350662262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094387350662262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-hott-aunt-eller.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094385652894238</id><published>2005-07-09T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:17:36.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1340.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1340.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte looking.. unique?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094385652894238?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094385652894238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094385652894238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094385652894238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094385652894238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/charlotte-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094384310152797</id><published>2005-07-09T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:17:23.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1339.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1339.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa, Cassie, Sierra, and Leanne looking adoreable before the show&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094384310152797?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094384310152797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094384310152797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094384310152797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094384310152797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/lisa-cassie-sierra-and-leanne-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094381713663430</id><published>2005-07-09T14:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:16:57.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1338.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1338.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick..with really bad makeup on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094381713663430?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094381713663430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094381713663430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094381713663430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094381713663430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/nick_112094381713663430.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094380346452597</id><published>2005-07-09T14:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:16:43.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1337.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1337.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly..(crazy)...from Texas&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094380346452597?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094380346452597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094380346452597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094380346452597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094380346452597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094378387481537</id><published>2005-07-09T14:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:16:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1336.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1336.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094378387481537?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094378387481537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094378387481537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094378387481537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094378387481537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/liz.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094377387610235</id><published>2005-07-09T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:16:13.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1335.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1335.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann and Sarah&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094377387610235?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094377387610235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094377387610235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094377387610235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094377387610235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/ann-and-sarah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094376206575268</id><published>2005-07-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:16:02.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1334.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1334.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Toothpaste commercial with ELLA ELLA ELLA ELLA FUND-REZNICEK&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094376206575268?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094376206575268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094376206575268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094376206575268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094376206575268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/toothpaste-commercial-with-ella-ella.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094372704238621</id><published>2005-07-09T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:15:27.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1333.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1333.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me...looking stupid.. and SARAH ROBINSON!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094372704238621?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094372704238621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094372704238621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094372704238621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094372704238621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/me.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094371158829117</id><published>2005-07-09T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:15:11.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1331.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/320/DSCN1331.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH ROBINSON!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7312962-112094371158829117?l=amymcguirk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/feeds/112094371158829117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7312962&amp;postID=112094371158829117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094371158829117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7312962/posts/default/112094371158829117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amymcguirk.blogspot.com/2005/07/sarah-robinson.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy McGuirk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243611795888420156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AhWdGtORB5o/TCpT5bKJXQI/AAAAAAAAC0w/RzEyivNNX4k/S220/mona-lisa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7312962.post-112094369961738087</id><published>2005-07-09T14:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:14:59.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/199/1474/640/DSCN1330.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; 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