<?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-21232731</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:15:46.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Krysta Chelles World</title><subtitle type='html'>Crazy words ahead. I cannot be held responsible for your reactions to this space. Love Krysta</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-5259755415151730786</id><published>2007-11-23T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:15:08.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVEMBER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ok so I know that the last blog I had was something like May, or March or one of those M months but whatever. It doesnt matter, im back in to the swing of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To let everyone know whats happening.... exams. The time where my roommates start burrowing into holes to study their butts off and I am left with no one to talk to. The time where my guilt level raises a slight notch to think that I am not going to, nor will i ever study as much as my crazy boyfriend. Oh dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other activities have included myers brigs tests. I am an ESFJ. The exact opposite of my boyfriend..... completely, fairly close to my mother and not close to my roommates who happen to be very close to eachother. The writer, the thinker, the caregiver the nurturer. I think we have everyone taken care of at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Communication... something that needs to be developed and is as unique as every relationship is. Always different and can never be explained but will work in every pair so long as you are honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-5259755415151730786?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/5259755415151730786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=5259755415151730786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/5259755415151730786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/5259755415151730786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2007/11/november.html' title='NOVEMBER!!!'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-609606453259562632</id><published>2007-03-10T03:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:51:43.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A really long one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100 Things You Didn't Know About Me(well not really 100, some are missing!)&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years? I will be 25 and a half&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today? sleeping, always sleeping&lt;br /&gt;3. How tall are you? 5 10'' and a bit&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? spring???(the real meaning of spring i hope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. What's the last movie you saw? The departed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Who was the last person you called? Aaron&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you? My mommy!&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you received? one from my dad, to early&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?umm i do not have voicemail&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text? call&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night?Riding the bus back from the hockey game in calgary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced? Married&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom? Umm.. reading week, so 2 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;14. What color are your eyes? hazel, the color changing kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. What time did you wake up today? 8:30AM but got out of bed at 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16.What are you wearing right now?concordia sweats and a hoodie&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite Christmas song? silent night in german but i cannt sing it&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be? umm probably at the lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be? away from people&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere? Australia&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years? No idea, maybe back in lloyd poping out kids. lol&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you tan or burn? Tan, ya lifeguarding&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child? bears.. stupid reocuring dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh? umm.. me being crazy and tom last night&lt;br /&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in your house? 1&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed? Queen but it is too big to fit the box spring down stairs so its only the matress on the floor&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer? lap top&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on? as little as possible but i live with a guy so i need something on&lt;br /&gt;29. What color are your sheets? blue with green trim&lt;br /&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 3 and 2 teddys, one is fluffy, one is more solid, one is a long body pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31. what is your favorite season? Fall&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you like about fall? my birthday, thanksgiving and halloween all in one month&lt;br /&gt;33. What do you like about winter? Snow and cold&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you like about the summer? lifeguarding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;35. What do you like about spring? melting and puddles&lt;br /&gt;36. How many states have you lived in? one provine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37. What cities/towns have you lived in? Edmonton and Blackfoot&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet? socks that match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39. Are you a social person? very much so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.40. What was the last thing you ate? umm a sandwhich&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite restaurant? fast food- arbys, not umm harveys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. What is your favorite ice cream? tiger tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.43. What is your favorite dessert? ninimoe bars&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite kind of soup? moms corn chowder&lt;br /&gt;45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp; J sandwich? crab apple.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you like Chinese food? like i told aaron, i do not really know what it is but american chinese food is tastey&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like coffee? Yes, you have to in order to work in the church i think.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average? some, not enough&lt;br /&gt;49. What do you drink in the morning? water or mild&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed? ya the one closes to the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;52. Do you know how to play poker?yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;53. Do you like to cuddle? Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to Canada? no, never&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you have an addictive personality? I fear i do but im not sure&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;59. Do you want kids? yes, lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;60. Do you speak any other languages? ya, dumb french and dumb spanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Have you ever gotten stitches? NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? yes but it wasnt for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool? cool, scared of mean things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seats? dont really matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;65. Do you know how to drive stick? yes, my car is stick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on? dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;67. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7? two rings, the I and the Heart and my cross with heart chain and my watch except when in the shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;68. What is your favorite TV show? Gilmore girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;69. Can you roll your tongue? yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;70. Who is the funniest person you know? TOM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Yes, two Toby, whom i found a bigger hole in today and the other one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;72. What is the main ring tone on your phone? A pirates life for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little? yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;74. What red object is closest to you right now? Kels' blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;75. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth? ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? do not have closet doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? both are huge fears of mine,... ah nightmare tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;78. Do you flirt a lot? ya, depends who if i am happy with aaron or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;79. What do you dip a chicken nugget in? ketchup or honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;80. What is your favorite food?shrimp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;81. Can you change the oil on a car? no, dont even take it to get the oil changed, aaron does that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;82. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket? nope, knock on wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;83. Have you ever run out of gas? nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;84. What is your usual bedtime? I am normally home by 11 or so and in bed soon after that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;85. What was the last book you read? umm some text book and the bible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;86. Do you read the newspaper? ya, on line and normal, my school is giving us free Edmonton Journals, it rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;87. Do you have any magazine subscriptions? Umm youth ministry online ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;89. Do you watch soap operas?nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;90. Do you dance in the car? Oh ya and scare Lauren!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;91. What radio station did you last listen to? Shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;92. Who is in the picture frame closest to you? Umm... a pick of aaron and I at Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;93. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper? Umm the address of Doans, we had supper there after the Sabbath confrence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;94. What is your favorite candle scent? probably cranberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;95. What is your favorite board game? Mad Gab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;97. When was the last time you attended church? Two weeks ago, didnt get to go last week cuz of dumb work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;98. Who was your favorite teacher in high school? Probably Ms Paull, She was great and had the best classes, english, home ech and foods. Plus was the teacher guide for the leadership group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;99. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent? um a week or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;100. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you? Umm my mommy always does something extra special for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well there you go. Thats it and all. Must go put my hair into a mowhalk now and eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~GO THUNDER!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-609606453259562632?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/609606453259562632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=609606453259562632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/609606453259562632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/609606453259562632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2007/03/really-long-one.html' title='A really long one'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-117072021611557798</id><published>2007-02-05T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T18:03:36.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Working</title><content type='html'>Well even though its already 5 weeks into the  school year I have had no time. I feel like i havent had a night at home yet. Well I get to go home tonight. But then I have to study and make muffins and go take them to my boyfriend! Anyways i almost burnt the stupid meat loaf today. That wasnt good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I should probably not be typing since I cant&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-117072021611557798?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/117072021611557798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=117072021611557798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/117072021611557798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/117072021611557798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2007/02/working.html' title='Working'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116891442779849241</id><published>2007-01-15T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:37:42.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged and arrested!</title><content type='html'>Ok so first off I have been tagged by the great Amber, my next door neighbor! So i have to tell you 6 weird things about myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have a re-occuring dream. It is where I am at my lake and there is normally someone with me but they tend to change and we are down at the lake and there are bears and the bears are after me and i have to get back to the cabin. It also always has some male figure from my life that has to save me from the bears and gets us to the cabin. its been my dad, my pastor?? my best friends dad. strange things like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i eat lots of ketchup but dont like the taste of tomatos. Yet my fav type of soup is tomato. Dont ask cuz i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I didnt hit the bunny. ok so one day i was driving with two people and this bunny dodgedd out infront of us and i never saw it come out the other side but i swear i didnt hit it. I didnt feel a thud so i didnt hit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My cat was 20 when we had to put it down last year! Tuffy was born befor me and we only recently had to put him down because he couldnt make his way to his fav spot on our couch so mom decided he was suffering way to much! it was sad. But we had pictures of him sitting on me when my mom was pregnant with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I often refer to my niece and nefew as my kids. People who know me know who i am talking about but those who dont know me get really confused when i start talking about my kids! PS they are so darn cute. i love them to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) While living in the coloney i have discovered that my life is a musical. if you hear music, singing or anything else at least 3 times a day, your life is a musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now for the arrested part of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I went to the convents ROCKSTAR! party. And did it ever turn into a rockstar party complete with 4 cop cars and the rcmp helicopter on our street. It turns out that when you blow up pop bottles with dry ice(add to water and screw on the lid) it makes the sound of a gunshot. And when the bus stop down the street gets vandalised and everyone at a house part is dressed up as rockstars(drug addicts) or groupies (Prostitutes) it makes a very bad stiuation . Anyways after an hour the cops finallly came in to the house and we explined what happend. However when a giant (Irish) guy runs down the street along with a white guy sporting an afro and a 6'6" guy with long hair (to the middle of his back) go running down the street apparently it isnt going to look good to the cops! 3 guys in the back of the cop car later and Mike , Scotty(roommate) and Aaron(boyfriend) have a very good story to tell! Oh dear what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have to tag people&lt;br /&gt;Manda, Lauren, and Vince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways that is what I have to say for now!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy day&lt;br /&gt;KRysta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116891442779849241?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116891442779849241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116891442779849241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116891442779849241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116891442779849241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2007/01/tagged-and-arrested.html' title='Tagged and arrested!'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116491710889747218</id><published>2006-11-30T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:06:58.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so i know its &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;only November, and I know that its a day away from christmas and I know that I shouldnt count my chickens before they hatch, but&lt;/span&gt; this summers plans are looking very exciting.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;know, My Cheryl, the DPS at first lutheran, is offically retiring as of December 31, 2006. She is getting married &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and having a family and doing that thing. Really by summer, my bets are she will have a bun in the&lt;/span&gt; oven. Anyway, this is so exciting for everyone around Cheryl because she is in love and its cute&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she gets to become an instintanious(HELP LAUREN) mom to a cute little red head! lol. Anyways wow im ADD today. So yesterday my pastor came up to Edmonton and we had a meeting&lt;/span&gt;. I am being offered a summer job to work at my church!!!&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;He says that I will be in charge of our two VBS's that run. The one is at the country church and will probably have &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;30??? kids. or less. Not sure. The second will the VBS at the city church. It is normally has about 150 kids and 200 people&lt;/span&gt; involved in total!!! AHH! SO exciting. I love VBS and its so much fun with tons of kids so it will be amazing having so many people around and knowing its my job to make it happen. Whoopp! I will also be doing visits with people from the church and sitting in on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;meetings which some people wouldnt be excited about but really, I am. I love meetings and I love having the chance to be involved. Really its part of my being nosey!. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So then I might also pick up some hours at the Pool if need be for the weekends and stuff. Ya for not working &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sundays!! That bugged me so much last year. Ok well I will be working sundays but I will actually get to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;So excited that you&lt;/span&gt; dont even understand.&lt;br /&gt;Next exciting things about this summer, two of my best friends are getting married and it will be awesome getting to hang out with them.&lt;br /&gt;Mandy is getting &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;married on June 30th. Great fun. I am a bridesmaid for that wedding. It will be in Lloyd and we will have such&lt;/span&gt; a blast setting everything up and getting ready for all that crazy wedding stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Meg and Vince &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;are getting married in Aug. Which I told pastor about because VBS is in August and he said go ahead so long as your back to go to work on monday! YAA&gt; I am also a bridesmaid in that one and&lt;/span&gt; I get to go check out Vinces hometown. That will be awesome and you know it. lol. Party!&lt;br /&gt;Well ya, so not only do i have a kick butt job lined up, plenty of social stuff planned, I also am not going to be &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;working 50+ hours a week and I, dare i say it, might actually be able to hang out with my boyfriend for more then&lt;/span&gt; 20 minutes a week. Wow, how amazing would that be. Actually seeing eachother, i dont know if we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can handle that. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyways im excite. Summer is along time&lt;/span&gt; away but now other then planning , i dont have to wworry about anything. Just pray it all works out!&lt;br /&gt;YA!&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;ps. choco and muffin.... ya. yet so &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;different.... tee hee....&lt;/span&gt; you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116491710889747218?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116491710889747218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116491710889747218' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116491710889747218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116491710889747218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/11/summer-job.html' title='Summer Job'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116468000599033088</id><published>2006-11-27T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T20:14:27.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar swim and frozen toes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So yesterday was the day I drove home from Edmonton. It was all ok until I decided to stop for hot chocolate. and then the stupid sun set and the snow started to fall. Well it was ok driving until I got right outside of U OF A campus. Then i decided that i should try and slide into a lady. but Thank goodness I failed to do so and all was well! ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ok so I get home, well I got as far as dorm at shortly after 7. It was quite nice to hang out with the girls and just chill out. Lol. And then I went home at 11 after having a short talk with a dark haired fellow. It was quick but i almost couldnt get in my car. Short drive home, thinking about a friend and then i had had it. She was making a decision because it was driving me nuts. So long msn convo- long being till 2:30 am- my friend and the dark fellow... ya you know it! Its so on!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;while talking this late at night i also talked to my sister. Who happened to tell me that when i go to Penticton this winter i will be doing a polar swim. Should be interesting. Then my roommate who will also be there visiting his girlfriend asked what was going on so he and his girlfriend will now be signed up too. lol. so Penticton is about to get a cold burt of Edmonton!! YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and so i Totally took my sister bed up to edmonton. Now she is concerned about where she will sleep when she hypotheticly comes home. which wont be till after i am back home... aka my bed/her bed will be back her. Really it is the biggest bed and i had room for it so really! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyways. I should be out. Talk to you later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;PS: If tonight goes as i think it will, ya im so excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116468000599033088?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116468000599033088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116468000599033088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116468000599033088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116468000599033088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/11/polar-swim-and-frozen-toes.html' title='Polar swim and frozen toes'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116417863614550601</id><published>2006-11-22T00:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:18:24.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rings!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ok so apparently everyone around me gets to get rings. And the most recent is very exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;For those of you who know him, Congradulate Vince, Him and Meg are getting married in August. How very excited. So for anyone wanting to go for a road trip to Dawson. LOl. Well Good Job Cowboy, as Rod and Muffin and I decided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh what a crazy day it has been. Meg, congrats too. You rock my socks. And Jan 12, I am ready for you. COme on down. And you know... I know all.. well at least I can know all! Tee hee!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Love you both. Good Job.... i mean Congrats. !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116417863614550601?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116417863614550601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116417863614550601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116417863614550601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116417863614550601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/11/rings.html' title='Rings!!'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116348835482401551</id><published>2006-11-14T00:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:12:34.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox and Roughriders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So the epidemic has started. Amber the beautiful red head has the chicken pox. And naturally, the only other person in her house who has not had the chickenpox befor is her sister, Chels, who is sharing a room with the wonderful gal. Oh the irony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And in other news the roughriders had a rough go and lost horribly to the bc lions. Which now means that my good old saskatchewan brother in law must now attend the Grey cup and cheer for the BC lions. Really he lives in BC so I suppose that he will have to start liking them some time. And seens as its him and his bros, 5  in all going on this trip, which he won air fair, transportation and clothing. Well im sure he will just drink enough so he can like BC&gt; sure that will fix everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Now for a dance......... picture charollette and lauren, it may not be graceful but it sure is special! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Anyways lauren and I are now trying out a small gage. We shall see how it works. Maybe good.... hopefully. But at least we still match. Seens as we are bonded by the experience that was our ear piercing. Hey, when four people get needles in the same day its special. Just cuz its Kalm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Well I think its now time for me to go to bed. I am getting up early to go get my hair cut. That sounds like a good idea right? RIGHT&gt; ya for hair cuts with Rhonda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116348835482401551?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116348835482401551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116348835482401551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116348835482401551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116348835482401551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/11/chicken-pox-and-roughriders.html' title='Chicken Pox and Roughriders'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116261274062202856</id><published>2006-11-03T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:59:57.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies- This why Aaron likes me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Golden Retriever Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/golden-retriever-puppy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tolerant, fun-loving, and patient.You are eager to please - and attached to your frisbee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Breed of Puppy Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Golden Retriever Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/golden-retriever-puppy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tolerant, fun-loving, and patient.You are eager to please - and attached to your frisbee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Breed of Puppy Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116261274062202856?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116261274062202856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116261274062202856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116261274062202856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116261274062202856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/11/puppies-this-why-aaron-likes-me.html' title='Puppies- This why Aaron likes me?'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116136637400344282</id><published>2006-10-20T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:47:25.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So today I leave my teenage years behind and enter into the adult life. Ok so I have really been an adult since I was probably 18 but it doesnt matter. Today i day goodbye to the teens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I Dont think I will mourn the passing of my teenage years. I still have the memories. Thats good enough right. Unlike others I hang out with I dont feel the need to stay young  forever. I want to grow up. I want to get a job, go to work, get married, have kids. All the stuff I plan to do over the next 10 years. Really, who wants to continue to go thru the akwardness of teen life. I love to remeber those time. They were good. I had lots of friends, some I still have today. I had alot of excitement and adventures. I had true love and heartache. But I am deffinatly ready to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think I really grew up and became and adult the day Mandy got engaged. That just made my life change from who is dating whom to who is marrying whom. It was entertaining but you know, somedays you grow up quicker then other days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways I figure I have done good. I think that if you have One good friend for every year your are alive your doing well... well i geuss till you hit that age where they all start dying off but thats not for a while. So do i have 20 good friends, 20 people i love and care for. hell ya! Thats why im not afraid to let the teen years role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;~Love ya all~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(L) krysta Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116136637400344282?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116136637400344282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116136637400344282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116136637400344282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116136637400344282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-116075348266198660</id><published>2006-10-13T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T10:31:22.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s is the end of the week. A time to relax, take a break and let all your worries float away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh wait... thats not the weekend... thats when im not in school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Next week is mid  term week for me. Ya! So much fun. How excited are you for me. Although I can not complain to bad. I have two tests, an essay and a outline to do. That isnt all that bad. However its pretty bad when these will be the  first tests i take(other then a lame spanish one) first essay I write and first outline i make up. Blahhh! Whatever... I think I am doing well enough to make it thru next week without tooo many problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;However I would just like to say whoopee! for October birthdays. Our parents know how to pickem Rodney!  However my birthday happens to land at the end of a very long and hard week. Next friday people. So let me tell you. I will want a drink.... All i ask is that someone have a drink ready for me come friday.... only if I am awake however! (warning: Alcohol does not fix everyones problems... but after a long week.. i dont care!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So tonight is the home opener for Concordias Basketball teams!!! WHOOOPPPEE! Apparently they are taking people to the bar... giving them 50 cent high balls and then bringing them back to the school. I am confused...... exactlly who thought that was a good idea. ... lets take people out drinking and then bring them back to the high school for some cheering.... cuz this wont lead to any  moral conflict at all. whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyways this will be the debut of my highly skilled announcing skills. HA.... ha... HA!  You all will see that this is an incorrect statement but what  can I say. I geuss Im just going to have to do it. Once my knees stop knocking louder then my talking im sure everything will be just fine. And then comes the return of our wonderfull..... gloriouse..... amazing tradition of pizza after bball! Ya.... you know how much work it takes us "minor offical staff" to do our jobs. really at the end of a game we are just as tired as the players.... need.... pizza! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyways that is all i have to say for now... yup.... im done. WHoope!! Working rocks. Well i must drift off. Work is done and i have class to attend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love to you alll......  I geuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Oh and my writing is orange not only because its halloweeen season ... you know you alll love it... but also  because its the basketball color... i just thought... wel you know... maybe you dont.... humm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-116075348266198660?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/116075348266198660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=116075348266198660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116075348266198660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/116075348266198660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/10/end_116075348266198660.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-115976645689776233</id><published>2006-10-02T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:20:56.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have determinied something in the past few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;QUIT TAKING THE EASY WAY OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if you screw up, fix it. If you said the wrong thing appoligise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you did something wrong, correct it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;if your hurt some one, dont ignore it because it wont go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;People who think they are beyond just sucking it up and doing what is right make me upset. I am getting frustrated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;on a lighter not i think we need a floor party at a certain someones house! all those if favor???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-115976645689776233?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/115976645689776233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=115976645689776233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115976645689776233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115976645689776233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/10/quit.html' title='Quit'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-115946730745734540</id><published>2006-09-28T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:16:49.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok so in 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;years everyone has done quite a bit. I have graduated, begain lifeguarding, had two vehicles, went to college.&lt;br /&gt;For that entire time Aaron has been there. On the 26th aaron and i had our 4 year anniversary. Lame i know but whatever. We went out for a nice supper and got to hang out to celebrate the fact that we have been together and loved eachother for four years. It was kinda special and just nice.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho it was a big yet small deal to me. Just one of those things. Not many people in my life are the same to me as they were four years ago. Hell alot of people changed in the past year. But I geuss if God wants you to be with someone then he makes it work. He give you the tools to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Love isn't staring deep into your loved ones eyes, its sitting together and looking out into the same direction.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-115946730745734540?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/115946730745734540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=115946730745734540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115946730745734540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115946730745734540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/09/4-years.html' title='4 years'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-115665523925009694</id><published>2006-08-27T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:07:19.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>COUNT DOWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;24 hrs till im done my 14 hr day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3 days till im done work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 days till i am on my way to EDMONTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6 days till i make sure i see everyone, what am i kidding myself. itll be 5 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7 days, lauren and manda come home!!! and i bring laurens stuff to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;also 7 days- aaron moves up... meh.. ill see him after i see Lauren and Manda!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11 days till classes start and everyone is actually at school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and ultimatly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;20 days till the toga party!! WHOOPPEEE!! YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Concordia, oh how i miss thee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-115665523925009694?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/115665523925009694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=115665523925009694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115665523925009694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115665523925009694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/08/count-down.html' title='COUNT DOWN'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-115500793777220834</id><published>2006-08-07T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:32:17.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So today I opened my email and got two very exciting email. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1) From Scotty, for those of you who have not heard yet, one of my future roommates!  IT was an email telling me about the house we are renting!! WHOO HOOO&gt; I Am so excited. Its just one block over from the Convent pretty much which rocks so that means only 2 blocks from school. Ya. Nicely done scott! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2) From Regan. TOGA PARTY! Thaat means that we are going to have a great kick off to a brand new year. I am soooooo Excited. You dont even know how much i want To go back to Edmonton. And I missed the Toga last year so this year i am so there. Plus the email had pictures of people on it that I rREALLY miss tons. Plus a hot one of Neal. You know it. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyways I am amped. I want these next 3 weeks to go by super fast so we can just hurry up and move! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;See you in 3 weeks and counting Concordia pple. YAAA!&lt;br /&gt;Lauren, every time i go by wrapping paper I want ot buy you something! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-115500793777220834?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/115500793777220834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=115500793777220834' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115500793777220834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115500793777220834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/08/excited.html' title='Excited.'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-115078200443721296</id><published>2006-06-20T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:40:04.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Charge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So this year at the pool is very exciting for me.  I have a title. HEAD GUARD! That means everyone listens to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;or so i thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ya so i like to think that i can be a bitch if need be. I can normally tell people what to do and deligate. However its very hard to do this I find with a) people that are older then me and have guarded longe and b) people who dont know me.  The first is a problem because i always see myself as less experienced because i have only ever worked in the summer. Never did the guarding plus school thing. So now when people see me and think well ive guarded longer ... blah blah blah... i kinda loose my inner bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The second was discovered today. I had a new girl come in that needed to shadow. She met me for the first time today and i have heard thru the grapevine that we may have a few issuse. So my thought is catch bad habbits quick. But then i thougth.... well i cant do that. she doesnt know me and will think im just a horrible person. I am already one of the guards that is the most vocal already... she doesnt need me yelling at her on top of yelling at the kids to prove how horible i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So i have determined that this is my year for people not to like me. There are two bosses looking to me to get stuff done.... i transfer that to the rest of the guards.  May not be pretty all the time but its going to be ok. Plus they should be doing these things anyways. I just have to make sure this stuff happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In other news nearly got heat stroke today. It was 23 degrees and that really isnt that hot till you are sitting beside a pool that is 33 degrees and reflecting the sun right at you. However as soon as i started feeling light headed i drank anothere bottle of water and go to it. BLAH&gt;    Heat stroke is the devil.  Sun burn is only half. Lol. Got to love the tan we get from out uniforms. t-back tank tops. lol. Good old stripe down the center. LOL&gt;  And then we have the permasandel tan. lol. Never goes away. FLIP FLOPS!! YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ethan will wear a lifejacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Davis was tired today, called it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Onion lake did show up and were awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ian didnt hear pple break in either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hummm ok any other news then pool stuff... OH YA!! MY sister is coming with my childeren in like...... a month. Less then. I am so excited and they are staying for 3 weeks. whoopppeee. Ya. I love my kids and check this out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;TAMMY TANYA KRysta.... 3 sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tammy born january 28th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tanya born june 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Krysta born october 20th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tammy turned 28 in january&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tanya turns 23 this week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I turn 20 in october. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is that not the weirdest thing in the world. All out weird bdays in the same year. Crazy. Anyways i should stop rambelling. I hope you are all doing just wonderful. I love cards from Lady choco too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;XOXOX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;KALM I LOVE YOU ALLL!!! MIss you every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-115078200443721296?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/115078200443721296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=115078200443721296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115078200443721296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115078200443721296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-charge.html' title='In Charge'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-115008421095896209</id><published>2006-06-11T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:52:57.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f88b8b" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Dancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73eaa0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofsantasreindeerareyouquiz/dancer.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Carefree and fun, you always find reasons to do a happy dance.&lt;br /&gt;Why You're Naughty: That dark stint you had as Santa's private dancer.&lt;br /&gt;Why You're Nice: You're friendly. Very friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; of Santa's Reindeer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-115008421095896209?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/115008421095896209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=115008421095896209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115008421095896209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/115008421095896209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/06/yaaa.html' title='yaaa'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114956569441418385</id><published>2006-06-05T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:48:14.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPLASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today is the best day of the entire summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The day the outdoor pool opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I started my first day as head guard! It was good. We opened just after school and went till 8 oclock. While it wasnt a full day it was still nice! I love the sun and being able to sit out side and look at all the pretty stuff. And now that i figured out the buff guy and blond girl are bro and sis, it makes it much better then ex's. lol. Crazy regulars. and buff guy still has the hummer, got engaged and his girl is having a baby. lol. Ahh fun. And Ian has nice glasses. I love regulars. Pool rats if they are kids there more then 50% of the time we are open. LOL! Ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So that was fun. No jump ins. Only forgot my whistle. lol. thats always good. Anyways i went swimming too. laps. My arms hurt. WHoope because of water skiing yesterday. It was fun. I actually got up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok enough randome. ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114956569441418385?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114956569441418385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114956569441418385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114956569441418385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114956569441418385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/06/splash.html' title='SPLASH'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114896508809867646</id><published>2006-05-29T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:58:08.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Right now I am in very much hate of the whole life without a plan. I feel very unstable, as if all my plans are out the window.   Blah. I hate it. All because of one stupid class. I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So really, if anyone is looking for a roommate... let me know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hate not knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;krysta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114896508809867646?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114896508809867646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114896508809867646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114896508809867646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114896508809867646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/05/right-now.html' title='Right now'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114790561892881596</id><published>2006-05-17T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:40:18.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to NEW YORK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YA, be back on Tuesday. Tee HEe!! YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BYE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114790561892881596?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114790561892881596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114790561892881596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114790561892881596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114790561892881596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/05/going-to-new-york.html' title='Going to NEW YORK'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114750563197375026</id><published>2006-05-13T02:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:33:51.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel as tho my life has made a huge transfer in the past few weeks. I feel as tho I am changing stations in my life. No longer am I the recent high school graduate, other people are graduating this weekend and i will no longer be the one to have ... just done that. I have just felt like things were changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And tonight my life changed into another phase. A much older phase that seems weird to enter. My Best friend got engaged tonight. She is getting married. Just like adults do. Huhh. I am so excited for her. I cant believe it is happening. Its kinda like wow. Where did that come from. It was so cute. It was her parents 25th wedding anniversary and he just got down on one knee and tried to say stuff, didnt really come out and they got engaged. WOW. Now, I am in the phase of my life where people around me will be getting engaged, married, having kids. Weird. Humm... Its just a kinda funny feelling when its the person you are close to in age and have been really close to and all. Fun and exciting. No more highschool parties and new dates and who hate who to gosipp about. More grown up stuff. lol. like whos pregnant, not, dating, engaged... crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways I love you both and I am soooo happy for you. Im so proud!! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114750563197375026?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114750563197375026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114750563197375026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114750563197375026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114750563197375026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/05/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114698378299667386</id><published>2006-05-07T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:37:32.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Summer is the time to relax, take a break and recouperate. right??&lt;br /&gt;WRONG! Lol. not only have I only been home for what... 12 days, but tomorrow will be my first offical day off without haveing to work. But added bonus, i get monday off seen as i let my dad take saturday off and I worked for him. Whichever. Work is hard when it requires you to be working for 11 hours. Even to stay up for 11 hrs is hard for me. And I have to work 2 11hr days in a row. Now, durning last summer this would have been no problem. Working 9-9 no questions asked. But when you are coming back from having naps at least once a day, it just dont work.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as my sleeping pattern slowly switches I take time to look forward to my trip to NEW YORK&gt; I am so very excited that it will be soon here. There are so many things I want to see and such. I know we wont be able to see it all, nor will we be able to cram alot of stuff into only 4 days but it will still be great. So long as I dont kill Aaron it should be good. And i dont see any chance of that happening. Tee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Well last but not least I am very happy to hear that Andrea will be staying in dorm next year. Her husband got placed close enough to here that they can stay and be in dorm. Plus i heard that Jason and Regan are happy with their placement as well. Ya!! Thats good to here.&lt;br /&gt;Well pray for my DPS Cheryl. She got a call. Ahh... craziness. Its to Rockey Mountain House. Not all that far away but still, not at home. Anyways. Pray. For all involved.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114698378299667386?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114698378299667386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114698378299667386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114698378299667386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114698378299667386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114577361250904324</id><published>2006-04-23T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:26:52.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Its not an easy thing to say to people who now are very close to you. more then sisters. I dont know how to explain it. Its like being so close that you know what the other person is thinking or feeling just by reading their signs and habits. I really dont like to think about the fact that this is my last night with the KALM girls. Its not fun to think about it. We had a girls night. Lauren showed emotion. I couldnt. That is for tomorrow when Amanda leaves and then i can cry. Not till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;These three girls are so incredible. You know when you go into a situation where there is a whole group of new people and you think... wow.... i wonder if I will meet anyone here that will become a best friend.  I thought about that befor I came to dorm. I wanted new friends... not saying the ones at home are good but sometimes I feel like they dont always understand. I wanted people to know me but not to have known me since i was 6 and headed to Kindergarten, like 28 of the 36 people in my grad class. And i thought about it befor i came..... who am I going to meet that will effect my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then all of a sudden, out of no where the three of us started hanging out. I dont know why I was drawn to these three imperticular. Was it because we all had different hair colors.....??? Or was it because Lauren had good chips and dip... or was is because God said.... you will be friends, you will all need eachother at some point and each of you has something to bring. I bet on the last one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;To me, God made the greatest balance in friendships that could ever be created. Maybe a lil extra crazieneess but overall... pretty balanced. Like the fact that lauren is way more of a listener then a talker..... The nurturing that comes from Amanda .... and the protection that Meg wants to have for everyone.  We all are so different, no one doubts that, yet it works.  Sure there have been our fights, where the boys just know not to come over, but hey, we worked it out, and we actually worked it out, we didnt just leave it till it went away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I just love these girls so much. There is nothing in the world that would make me want to change this year. I thank God everyday for Lauren, the German, Meg, the lover, and Amanda, the fiery red head, because for once i my life I can say that I have three Best friends that i would do anything for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ya and you boys, love ya too. You know who you are and you mean the world to me too because if you wouldnt have been around the estrogen would have just exploded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thanks for the amazing year, really, if it hadnt been for you all, I duno what I would have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114577361250904324?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114577361250904324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114577361250904324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114577361250904324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114577361250904324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/04/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114551314063546732</id><published>2006-04-20T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T01:05:57.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Why do people feel the need to be complete jacks for no apparent reason. It just pisses you off. Like really. Why do you have to pee some one off just for fun? I dont get it. Whatever probably never will. Anyways that my rant for the day. I also hate people that feel the need to change who they are in the company of other people. Ok, so i understand that if your around parents or older people or something the need to act more mature or something but not your friends. If they are your friends dont deny who you are. only proves your ashamed of something you are and that aint right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i should go to sleep and try and sleep off this crusty mood. Whatever. I hope that one day it will all be understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114551314063546732?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114551314063546732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114551314063546732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114551314063546732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114551314063546732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114533370475098154</id><published>2006-04-17T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:15:34.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ha ha... not 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f0fff0" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 25 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f8fff8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114533370475098154?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114533370475098154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114533370475098154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114533370475098154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114533370475098154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/04/ha-ha-not-3.html' title='ha ha... not 3'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114470735246487677</id><published>2006-04-10T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T17:15:52.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The plans have been made</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am very excited. I am one of those people who  really like s to know what is going on in my life and have a plan and even if the plan changes its ok but you still need to have a plan to start with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So this summer should look like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I will be going home this weekend for easter. My mom has gratiously insured my car so I will be able to drive myself, and friends back to dorm with me when we return easter sunday. Then on the 26/7th I will so long and move back to Lloydminster into my house at Blackfoot. that should be good. Then I will be helping my dad out at the shop untill our trip to New York happenes on May 18th -22nd. Which i am highly excited for.Whooope. I will then take the next little bit off to get organised for working at the pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;As of June 1st the Outdoor Pool in Lloyd will be open which is a whole month earlier then last year. I am very excited to have full time at the pool seens as last year i worked full time just wasnt ever schedualed for it. So if anyone is trying ot find me at some point in time during the summer  I will probably be there more then likely. Then come the begining of July, for July 5th(Riley ) and July 12th(Kaelynn) I plan of trying to get to Pentiction one way or another for my kids birthdays!! ok... niece and nefew! Lol. Which I am highly excited about. Whoope and maybe get a chance to visit Michelle. Ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then there will be VBS in there some where of course. I will be doing something for that hopefully. And then come August 20th I will be making the treck back to dorm to await the arival of the High school students on the 25th and the University girls on the 3rd of September. I  am very excited about all this that is coming. All i have to do now is get thru my finals and I will be good to go!! Whooo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;PS, while I may be very excited about my plans i am very saddened as well. One of my friends from dorm is not coming back next year and this makes me very sad!!! Meg, I know you got to go but it dont mean i have to like it. You know you can come back any time and visit. My single room is waiting for you!! tee hee (K)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114470735246487677?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114470735246487677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114470735246487677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114470735246487677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114470735246487677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/04/plans-have-been-made.html' title='The plans have been made'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114358622818897289</id><published>2006-03-28T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T16:50:28.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHoopEEE</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THE RESIDENCE ASSISTANCE job. WHooohooo&lt;br /&gt;I was so very excited to learn about this. It was very good to get the letter.&lt;br /&gt;So for me that means that I get a single room&lt;br /&gt;That means I have to be back here on August 20th&lt;br /&gt;And that i get paid and get to bring my car back&lt;br /&gt;Whoo hoo good day today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114358622818897289?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114358622818897289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114358622818897289' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114358622818897289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114358622818897289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/03/whoopeee.html' title='WHoopEEE'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114315257474347011</id><published>2006-03-23T16:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:22:54.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Talk</title><content type='html'>So it has been a long time since I last Chatted with you dear blogspot.  How have you been? How are the kids?  Growing everyday I imagin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways enough with that craziness. On to another&lt;br /&gt;I have ants in my room. Not one ant. Not two ants. Not an ant pile. More like swarms crawling all around. Yesterday I even tilted my head down to the ground and one fell right out of my hair. I am getting sick of them. Its snowing out side. They should be hibernating right? Dont ants hibernate? Whatever. I dont care, i just want then gone. However i have a feeling that they wont be leaving me for a long while. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I have the group RA meeting. I am hoping to get an RA job next year at the dorms. It may be interesting. I really hope to get it however I wont know until next week some time. But i do know that I am going to be full time Guard at the Out door pool this summer and that we are opening an entire month earlier then when we normally do so that mean 1/3 the more money!! WHOOOPPPEE. Maybe i might even afford school. Wow that would be weird. Anyways thats my story of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend asked me today if you really had to site the bible for an essay. I told him yes. But really, who would you put the author as. I say the editor but wouldnt that be plagerism in some way. Whatever randome thougth of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got to go ant hunting. Whoope! LOL Happy Birthday Mom today and Aaron on the 25th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114315257474347011?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114315257474347011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114315257474347011' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114315257474347011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114315257474347011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-time-no-talk.html' title='Long Time No Talk'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114245865474693396</id><published>2006-03-15T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T15:37:34.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>So today i finally get something. I get to see my kids. ok so for verification no i do not have anything to tell you and no i havent been pregnat. nor did i adopt however my sister is coming home with my niece and nefew. I AM SO EXCITED!!! Today i thought i was going to bounce right out of my chair at one point. fun fun. So let me tell you about my kids&lt;br /&gt;Kaelynn- 1 1/2, girl. Missy Moo Lol. Born when I was at the National Youth Gathering. She is soo cute. I call her my buddha baby because she was so fat when she was younger. it was funny. Now she is a brat and terrorises her big bro. He used to steam role over her when she was little. Now she pulls his hair and steam roles him. she is also a copy cat. its cute&lt;br /&gt;Riley- 3.5. boy. Mr Man, Born after 3 days of plus 30 degrees and 4 days overdue. Th&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/71/2146/1600/IMG_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/71/2146/320/IMG_0047.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e most energetic kid ive ever seen. anyways.... he is the one that did everything early. He was crying befor he was even out of my sis stomach, he was alert the first day. by 8 months he was crawling out of his crib by pulling himself up and over. and walking and running by the10ht month. Crazy kid. He also just started Marial Arts which i am very excited about. It should be good to see.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my sister arrives with my childern in 7 long hours. i shall be waiting at the gates to gather them all. Whee hee... cant wait for that hug from my little Mr Man and missy Moo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114245865474693396?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114245865474693396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114245865474693396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114245865474693396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114245865474693396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/03/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114210194258121933</id><published>2006-03-11T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T12:32:22.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren.... where are you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So for the first time today Lauren left us without anyone else leaving. See the normal thing that happens is if Lauren leaves, then either a day or  two after I leave. Christmas, check, reading week, check. Not this time. And the thing is that I know she is still in Edmonton, but shes gone. Oh what tragedy it is.  But I did get to meet her sisters and brother. I remembered her parents from the start of school but her siblings have never been there before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;On another note the pirate and ninja party was great fun. The pirates, being the dominate choice, way out numbered the ninjas. It was a good time. Whoope! We had more fighting going on then most parties Ive been to. lol. And one one got really hurt. Thanks to the boxes from the previouse party. so much for the stack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So last night I smoked my head on the wall in the caf trying to avoid a pea. It didnt work and I almost knocked my self out. It wasnt fun nor was it good when I had to fall into Neals lap because I was afraid I was going to pass out. Anyways that was that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So yesterday was good. We made pirates the best, slaid the dragon and found some lucky treasure. Well thats it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114210194258121933?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114210194258121933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114210194258121933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114210194258121933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114210194258121933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/03/lauren-where-are-you.html' title='Lauren.... where are you....'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114176482393738339</id><published>2006-03-07T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T14:53:43.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough with being lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I know I know, Krysta hasnt blogged in forever. It sucks. I have been so tired and so not knowing about what to say. Lol. Ya so whatever. I am stuck at home because I am sick. Well really home is at school so i went to class. I just coughed really hard and it hurt my stomach because i did funny exersise things at the gym yesterday. I feel proud. Went to the gym twice yesterday. And was sick. Hows that for avoiding doing anything else. Lol. Today has sucked tho. I was sleeeping and was rudely awoken by girls yelling down the hall. It suckd but what can i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;On a more optomistic note I get to see my sister in about a week. I am so excited. Well plus the fact that my kids are coming home with her is the best part. YAAA!!! It will be soo good to see them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114176482393738339?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114176482393738339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114176482393738339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114176482393738339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114176482393738339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/03/enough-with-being-lazy.html' title='Enough with being lazy'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-114116075658340020</id><published>2006-02-28T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T15:05:56.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>At long last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ok so I know that i havent blogged in a long time. However, I was  gone so it is ok. Lol So my spring break was spent meeting new kids and people and leaving them and crying. Lol. Ya me cry? what. Never. I went on a mission  trip with my school. I was on the Klemtu team. For those of you who do not know where Klemtu is, DONT LOOK ON A MAP. it probably wont be there. It is this remote little village that is one the BC coast and kinda central... I geuss. But ya i had an awesome week spending time with my team and the community. It was so amazing. There were so many people that welcomed us and many people that told us we had to come back. It was great. There are only so many times that people can say come back but when one of the cheifs isnt satisfied with you coming back in 12 months you know that your group, and previouse groups befor you have made a difference. There were so many kids that I really enjoyed meeting. Some even came back with us and are currently visiting our school for a week. Maybe one day there will be a student or two from Klemtu attending Concordia. Then there was sunday night. I came home and was ready to finally enjoy a good long show er and I did. Untill i got out and realised someone(KEELEY) had stolen my towel, house coat and clothes.  So what did i have to do. Run from the bath room to my own towel at the end of the hall partially wrapped  in a bath mat. Boo erns! lol. TTY soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-114116075658340020?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/114116075658340020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=114116075658340020' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114116075658340020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/114116075658340020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/02/at-long-last.html' title='At long last'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113981227085220761</id><published>2006-02-13T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T16:22:28.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>awkward...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thats about it. Awkward. plain and simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113981227085220761?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113981227085220761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113981227085220761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113981227085220761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113981227085220761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/02/awkward.html' title='awkward...'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113936734319913824</id><published>2006-02-07T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T20:57:38.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School! Baahumbug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So today has been an interesting day. I have had a few problems and even more stress then normal. It all started with english class....&lt;br /&gt;...so i walk in and sit down and my teacher talkes about voyager or some space thing like that. Whatever. He normally does something like that. Or talks about music and the Beatles. very weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then he starts in on about how he has to change out sylbus. ok. sure. Its mid term week, we have an essay due in a week. Maybe he is going to switch that date or something fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; WRONG!! WRONG!! WRONG!! He decides that, midst the middle of mid term time he is going to make us read a book. Not just any book. The book that wasnt suppost to be due till march. The book that wasnt suppost to read till after spring break. The book that was suppost to end the school year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; So not only do I have a Religion Mid term, a Math exam, a Soc test and a Philosophy mid term, all in the next 9 days, but I also have to read an entire book in 6 days. Oh and did i mention that we have a essay due for him two days after the book is due. One that he assigned a while back. AHHH I want to go crazy&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, English sucks, and I have to pass the course or else i am going to have to take a full year couse over. all over, again. BLAHH!. So whatever. Anyone who thinks that they would rather be at school, instead of working full time in a job that they like, bite me.&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter side of things, the mission trip is only 9 days away aswell. And when i finally get on that bus to drive ... well lets just say hours, i wont have to worry. All of my test will be done and i wont have to worry about anything other then the math lab exam i will have when I come back. Whoop. and then nothing until march.... to bad that is the last day of march... ba humbug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113936734319913824?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113936734319913824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113936734319913824' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113936734319913824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113936734319913824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/02/school-baahumbug.html' title='School! Baahumbug'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113893225070592941</id><published>2006-02-02T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T12:50:42.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ok, so here it goes.  I have been taged. Again! lol. So learn about me and post your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Jobs I've Had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gopher gir for my parents shop&lt;br /&gt;Lifeguard at the out door pool in Lloyd&lt;br /&gt;Office person at the Lake&lt;br /&gt;stats keeper for the Bball games here, ( more like fun to watch but i get paid so whatever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Movies I Can Watch Over and Over Again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Patch Adams&lt;br /&gt;Life as a House&lt;br /&gt;My Girl(and it continues to make me bawl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Beautiful Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Places I have Lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My house(Blackfoot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My Cabin(Sandy Beach)&lt;br /&gt;My dorm room(Edmonton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ummm... my school in high school. I was always always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four T.V Shows I Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Grays Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Places I've Vacationed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Disney Land&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Draton Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Pretty soon New York...(may, counting down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four of My Favourite Dishes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Shrimp Alfredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Aarons pasta with Funky Suace&lt;br /&gt;The salmon from Kelseys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anything Chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Sites I visit Daily-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CBC.com (i like to know what is going on in the world ok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Msn.com&lt;br /&gt;My School email&lt;br /&gt;my hotmail email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Places I'd Rather Be Right Now:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;The lake&lt;br /&gt;In New York&lt;br /&gt;Austalian, scuba diving in the coral reef. with aaron.. ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Four Bloggers I am Tagging:(this isnt fair, no one reads my site)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Meg, if she finds this one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Justin&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Andrew ( I have to think about it all the time, i Always think Vicar Andrew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Neal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lol, i want to know people! Sounds good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113893225070592941?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113893225070592941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113893225070592941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113893225070592941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113893225070592941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-it.html' title='Your it'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113868867417410839</id><published>2006-01-31T00:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:24:34.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ok, so I am a person who loves memories. And Laurend inspired me to write about memories. I duno. I always have a journal to write in. Some times its like a few weeks inbetween writings and some times its only a few days. But most of the time they get wrote down and i love going thru old journals to remember them. And old pictures that remind me of lots of stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Like the picture on my shelf of Aaron and I. Its of my 18th birthday and i remember it well. Both my sisters and my bro in law came to supper at Tony romas and it took me forever to do my hair. And Cheryl came. Whoop. I had a alien orgasm to drink. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;There then is the pic of The tree filled with Maza, Janelle, Lauren and I. That reminds me of the first time I noticed the big tree. And then it makes me think of the first time i met Lauren. She needed a light bulb, i had a light bulb. We were a match made in heaven and if i ever need a light bulb she gets to buy the next batch. Then I think about Meg which makes me think about the first time i met her which was in that get ready for university course. I thought she was funny and then she told me she was living in dorm. So I went to her room and shes like Wouldnt it be funny if we lived next door. Geuss what! lol. Then i remember the bball guy that was in that class, Mike Montgomery. and Ryan. I was kinda like... ok the first time Ryan talked ot me. Now i dont know what it would be like with out him. lol. oh Ryan ... and Daniel. Lol. Manda i have a hard time remembering when the first time i met her was. I really dont think i remember. Just happened so naturally i geuss. Hey, does anyone know when we first prayed? I kinda want to remember but i dont. :P And then there was the ramdome reading I had the other night. Meg and vince started dating on the 2nd of October. I have it written down. Too bad im the only one that knows that date. Lol. Meg your a bad G/f lol. Jk. You knowthat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My fav pic is probably the one of my bed. It was right after i got everything set up. My bed was made, afew of my pics were up. very neat but not very homey. Then it makes me think about how much all of it has changed since Aug 31. Really. Everything is different and everything is not going ot be the same again. Nav has epilepsi(why cant i spell), meg and vince happened, lauren has slowly gotten crazier(or is that just more german?) and I have 3 new best friends. Wow. God works in weird ways but wow. Who would of thunk it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Challenge, read a blog, journal entry, letter or something from aug 25 to sept 2nd. Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113868867417410839?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113868867417410839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113868867417410839' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113868867417410839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113868867417410839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/memories_31.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113839376691134925</id><published>2006-01-27T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T14:30:04.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Humm Drummm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Its now friday. The best day of the week in some peoples minds. Not always mine but whatever. Turns out this week wasnt as bad as what i thought i was going to be. However i am pretty sure I dropped everything possible and had the cultzyies week of my life. But Wed was fun. Lauren and I were able to go Rollerskating seens as it was so nice out. Ouch poor hip flexers. THey hurt still a little today. Then yesterday they had the first hip hop dance lesson at school. It was so much fun. 5 dormies ended up going and that was a blast. But ya, now my legs hurt. Lol. And then i tried to swimm this morning. Ha. I had no cordination what so ever. My arms couldnt wort at the same time as my legs. And there were tons of people in the pool. So i ended up going in the slow lane and kicking agains the wall as hard at i could. 20 mins of that and I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say i feel dopey. But in a good mood. Lol. Last night I talked to Aaron and he is going to come up to Edmonton on Wed. And he will be here during school. So he can meet everyone. That should be fun. Lol. And then I will be going home next weekend. Maybe. And then after that it will be the Mission trip. Whoop. Tomorrow we are going to see Tristen and Isoles.(i think that is the chicks name.) should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Basketball tonight. That will be fun to. Oh and when Aaron comes he is going to bring me his first acoustic guitar he had. Wee. I will learn on the same guitar he did. (L) night for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113839376691134925?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113839376691134925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113839376691134925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113839376691134925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113839376691134925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-so-humm-drummm.html' title='Not so Humm Drummm'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113815674061349377</id><published>2006-01-24T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:38:38.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Humm drumm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So my week started out crappy. And now I am forced to believe that the rest of this week is going to drag on. I know I am sounding pessimistic but its more because i know i should be doing a whole lot of homework but feel no need to do it right at this time. I work well in university. I do. I am very much a person who likes spending time on projects and not having a project due every other day. However, I am a procrastinater. So in other words i have nothing to do until sunday when I will have to study for my soc exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So we have a new goverment. I am happy with that. It may not be the best party, and I might not believe that their platform is completly, however I do believe in change. I think that falling into a lull is not a healthy thing for anything. And that includes the goverment. It was deffinatly interesting living in dorm while an election was on. There were so many people that had oppinions and there were so many people from other parts of the country so it was cool to see. Deffinatly entertaining. Poor Aaron, he phoned last night and it was just as the concervatives were passing the liberals and everyone was screaming and ahh. It was hard to hear and funny to listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So its a rerun of Gilmore Girls tonight. How depressing. I hate tuesdays and Gilmore Girls is supost to make me happy. Fine, Ill just be depressed. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well I am signing off in hopes that tomorrow will be jsut as sunny as today and Lauren and I will be able to go rollerblading. Whoop. I hope so. Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113815674061349377?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113815674061349377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113815674061349377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113815674061349377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113815674061349377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/humm-drumm.html' title='Humm drumm'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113815459624679474</id><published>2006-01-24T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:03:16.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/82/9569/640/Yupup.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/82/9569/320/Yupup.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' 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/21232731-113815459624679474?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113815459624679474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113815459624679474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113815459624679474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113815459624679474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/me.html' title=''/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113797568041584598</id><published>2006-01-22T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T18:21:45.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am woman, i can do as much as a guy can</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ok so i will update you on the situation that started last night. Laurens hair looks amazing, and Erics is cool. Stevies you can see a bit of and mine is now a nice shade of black/purple. I love my hair when it is black. Its so awesome and ahh.. i just love it sooo sooo much. So two bottles of dye later and i have a color i like.&lt;br /&gt;Now on to today. I fixed the toilet by myself. I know i know, who wants to hear about a girl and the toilet but its exciting. Really. I found out the hard way that some one had plugged the toilet and then it was almost over flowing so i couldnt try to fix it asap. So i locked the door and went to supper hoping that I could fix it later. So we came back and i went about trying to unplug the toilet. It only took me a few minutes and a little gross water on the floor but it is done and done. Whoo hoo. Fixed by the almighty Krysta.&lt;br /&gt;So tonight is praise worship. It should be good. I am excited because this team that is leading tonight likes fun songs and i know most of them. Whoo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;I am practicing my guitar now I think. I like to think that one day i will be able to pick up a song and play it. That would be cool. And that Aaron will buy/help me pick out a guitar one day. That would be fun. That will be my treat to myself come summers end. ya, i think that would be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113797568041584598?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113797568041584598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113797568041584598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113797568041584598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113797568041584598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-woman-i-can-do-as-much-as-guy-can.html' title='I am woman, i can do as much as a guy can'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113791879926317425</id><published>2006-01-22T02:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T02:33:19.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So we are dying hair tonight. I dont even know how it started. I think it started with me going into Londondary and buying a  purple box of dye. Then us girls decided that Eric schoul dye his hair bright blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So we get home change and start the process. First up Eric. That was fun. I dyed his hair. It was fun cuz i make his hair airodynamic. Lol. Then we decided that i had enough left over for Laurens tips to be dyed. That was fun. When 2 inches turns into 4 inches or more its entertaining.  Whoopse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then its my turn. THat goes all good. Amanda does my hair.  It starts fine. Whatever it gets in my hair. Then I have a bit left over. So we decided that steve should join the fun so he now has a streak at the front and a pinwheel at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then everyone washed their hair out and the only dye that didnt hold what the dye of the girl that actually wanted to have her hair dyed. Poohy. Like really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So my hair has purple streaks.. Eric has blue hair... Lauren has blue tips(well half her hair) and Steve has a pinwheel and a streak. Lol whats this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hooper is going to freak. Lol. Eric should have fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am going to see if Leah will drive me to the Save On down the street and see if i can buy another box. That would be good.&lt;br /&gt;Hair has a mind of its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dorm life is dangerous on hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Krysta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113791879926317425?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113791879926317425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113791879926317425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113791879926317425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113791879926317425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/dying-hair.html' title='Dying Hair'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113778467563680841</id><published>2006-01-20T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:19:06.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I fell that every person is a nerd. Everyone had their own way of being a nerd. This is my topic for today because i am surrounded by those that expresses their nerdy ways constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1) Megan, shes a nerd because she lets her mouth go and doesnt think about what she is saying. It makes life interesting and entertaining, expessially when she stickes her foot in her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2) Lauren, oh lauren. Lauren is probably the biggest procrastinator i know. She can get out of anything and she is addicted to her computer. Which make her a nerd, but she is one of those people who doesnt play games on her comp but she does something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3) Manda, she makes funny noises, what can i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4) Aaron, is nerd quality come out in many aspects but the guitar is the worst. He is constatly playing, if thier is a guitar in the building i swear he can feel it. Like really. At least he can play well, good gramer lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;5) The guys. OMGOSH!! like really. Can you walk about anything more or have any more fantasy thoughts then thoes four. Really. I dont think you can, comp games, D and D, making crap up. really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;6) Me- i hang out with nerds. what can i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I think everyone should have their own nerdish quality. If not, what makes you different from anyone else. I dont think anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Amanda, you can edit my blog ok? thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;What can i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Good night Edmonton, time for my nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113778467563680841?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113778467563680841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113778467563680841' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113778467563680841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113778467563680841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/nerds.html' title='Nerds'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21232731.post-113772186960791208</id><published>2006-01-19T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:02:00.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So you know when something gets out of hand, people get angry, tension builds and then everyone talks and it feels better. Well that kinda happened today. I was excited. I am not saying that everything is resolved. I just feels like things are starting to get worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am very excited. On January 30th my friends and I have decided that we are going to go shopping down town. We are 1) going to go Grad dress shopping for fun even though we have all graduated, 2) pretend that we are different people in each store. It should be good. I am so freaking excited. Whoop. And Sat We are going to WEM with the dorm and then out for supper, which will also be very exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So I am trying to figure out how to set this darn whole things up. Its kinda not working as of yet. Whatever, Nav will help me out. Allyson you have to find my spave to. Lol. I suppose many pple will. Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Singing in Chapel tomorrow. That should be fun. Whoo hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Gods Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21232731-113772186960791208?l=krystaearl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/feeds/113772186960791208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21232731&amp;postID=113772186960791208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113772186960791208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21232731/posts/default/113772186960791208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krystaearl.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-blog-home.html' title='First Blog Home'/><author><name>Krysta Chelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s242/kristaedge/laurentandkrysta.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
