tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51097974252472242382012-02-16T05:08:31.943-08:00Belle's Fantastic AdventuresBellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729734580255168808noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109797425247224238.post-63447270535559654782011-03-03T10:30:00.000-08:002011-03-26T16:10:30.606-07:00...the good ole' burg!<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwVE6aB5258/TW_frVylG8I/AAAAAAAAACA/j5oashDfCxA/s1600/PC190051.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579924399011994562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwVE6aB5258/TW_frVylG8I/AAAAAAAAACA/j5oashDfCxA/s400/PC190051.JPG" /></a><br /><br />So you have all be wondering what I have been doing up here. Well, here is the scoop. Besides the 7 hours I spend in the library every day... we like to party, we like we like to party! So the first order of business when I go up to school was my birthday. The first day of school. So that Friday we had a mustache party in the honor of Nacho... if you would all kindly have a flash back to Halloween and remember the last time I wore a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">stache</span>. So we had quite the turn out and a heck of a good game night!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8wN3znbHB9I/TW_gK8oA7xI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zztr42x-rAM/s1600/PC190053.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579924942012608274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8wN3znbHB9I/TW_gK8oA7xI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zztr42x-rAM/s400/PC190053.JPG" /></a> My roommates are the 5 girls in the front from left to right, Jess is wearing the green scarf, Sarah her sister is in the red cardigan, Lenore has the french <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">stache</span> in the green, Bailey is in the maroon, and Nicole is in the red <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">nebraski</span> sweater. I love these girls! They are the best things since the dollar menu was invented! We have quite the adventures.<br /><br /><p>Here is a little taste of how awesome my classes have been this semester... This is in my Light and Sounds class. My teacher, Brother <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Neilson</span>, is in between those two boards covered in nails. My friend Melissa is sitting on top and that guy in the back... his name is Josh. My teacher does a demonstration every day and this particular day we were learning about surface area.<br /></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVxlDZ8Sv5U/TW_iX2I1dyI/AAAAAAAAACY/OFC2FAtLPLA/s1600/brother%2Bnail%2Bson%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579927362632775458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVxlDZ8Sv5U/TW_iX2I1dyI/AAAAAAAAACY/OFC2FAtLPLA/s400/brother%2Bnail%2Bson%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a> One day we just played with 3D glasses in the dark... way fun!!!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">So other than class my roommates and I spend a good portion of time in the gym. This is why my roommates must come with me... so I have someone to dress me... otherwise this is what happens...<br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HrBxN6jr0c0/TW_jeHNnXiI/AAAAAAAAACo/DZls2RMAzaU/s1600/downsized_0121112202a%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579928569807068706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HrBxN6jr0c0/TW_jeHNnXiI/AAAAAAAAACo/DZls2RMAzaU/s400/downsized_0121112202a%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IrEk2AQ8f4M/TW_jYinWa-I/AAAAAAAAACg/w8lDUEeBnAk/s1600/downsized_0121112202%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579928474083552226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IrEk2AQ8f4M/TW_jYinWa-I/AAAAAAAAACg/w8lDUEeBnAk/s400/downsized_0121112202%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a> So... there is a myth around here that if you touch the nose of the Viking in the hart, that you are going to get married in the next year... I don't think it works...<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pnhr0vGgjg0/TW_j_oeKsNI/AAAAAAAAACw/STE3fm31eJI/s1600/Trojon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579929145670545618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pnhr0vGgjg0/TW_j_oeKsNI/AAAAAAAAACw/STE3fm31eJI/s400/Trojon.jpg" /></a>THANK HEAVENS! This would have turned out to be quite the dare... get married! GO! </p><p>Well, actually, I did propose to my dearest TB on valentines day. I hope you all know the story about how I have to marry a guy with the initials TB because Kristin and Lethe both did. So my best friend Tyler and I were talking one night and that came out, and he looked at me weird, and he said, "Well, those are my initials." We sat there staring... so on valentines day i asked him if he would be my TB... this is how it went...<br /><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8c25f9353c4ee72a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8c25f9353c4ee72a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332995504%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E5BDE96D1967A98D9BD5565F1C75401B152B7C.2F724DB87594C897DFB1160AF695590C2B342A22%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c25f9353c4ee72a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De6vF5ISBtA14VDOZ_1i9lmutYvw&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8c25f9353c4ee72a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332995504%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E5BDE96D1967A98D9BD5565F1C75401B152B7C.2F724DB87594C897DFB1160AF695590C2B342A22%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8c25f9353c4ee72a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De6vF5ISBtA14VDOZ_1i9lmutYvw&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xa2JzvIYW5A/TW_lvqt4myI/AAAAAAAAADA/8AvGg4Ld1lg/s1600/The%2BProposal.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579931070418688802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xa2JzvIYW5A/TW_lvqt4myI/AAAAAAAAADA/8AvGg4Ld1lg/s400/The%2BProposal.jpg" /></a> Tyler <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Beesley</span>... would you be my TB... ha ha ha... THE RING!<br /><p></p><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2-bm-G9cnI/TW_lo_PvStI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tP3rUVtgTBg/s1600/THE%2BRING.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579930955670309586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2-bm-G9cnI/TW_lo_PvStI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tP3rUVtgTBg/s400/THE%2BRING.jpg" /></a> So... speaking of Tyler, one night he left his backpack at our house and so we decided to decorate. We took out all of his pens and electronic devices and such and tied pink ribbons on them and then filled his backpack and books with conversation hearts with his name included on each one. We even turned his scriptures to D&C 132 and put a special heart there that said marry me Tyler. After we went through all this, we then hacked into his laptop and put a picture of us on his background. I then wrote him a love note which we slide into his lap top. The next morning he came by early and picked it up. He got a kick out of it when he got into class and started pulling out his things. He nailed me on the letter... no one else could have written that master piece! This is the picture that is still on his background...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBrnlQ7khLc/TXAXYLzwT4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H-NInlp8gW8/s1600/oops.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579985642566209410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBrnlQ7khLc/TXAXYLzwT4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/H-NInlp8gW8/s400/oops.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uF4xVo1DLW4/TXAOVs6Ci7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DzwimYwW1bk/s1600/the%2Bpencils.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579975704306682802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uF4xVo1DLW4/TXAOVs6Ci7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DzwimYwW1bk/s400/the%2Bpencils.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OeJpAIXykOc/TXAORB43VNI/AAAAAAAAADI/W3-IcrN4Gik/s1600/the%2Bletter.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579975624039552210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OeJpAIXykOc/TXAORB43VNI/AAAAAAAAADI/W3-IcrN4Gik/s400/the%2Bletter.jpg" /></a> So one night my roommate Sarah and I noticed it was snowing, so we ran out side and went over to see our brothers, but on the way we got distracted and took millions of pictures!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3eTzY65PN0/TXARc0vZS7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8w3sC7SLhQQ/s1600/yeah%2Bsnow.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579979125203487666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O3eTzY65PN0/TXARc0vZS7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/8w3sC7SLhQQ/s400/yeah%2Bsnow.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wffSTlZjLco/TXARQ8oSQZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UcJ_Y4_TscY/s1600/heart%2Bsnow.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978921162719634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wffSTlZjLco/TXARQ8oSQZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UcJ_Y4_TscY/s400/heart%2Bsnow.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7g53294Vyg/TXARMhDYrEI/AAAAAAAAADw/RMkOWVDpOgw/s1600/downsized_0219112329a%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978845040716866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7g53294Vyg/TXARMhDYrEI/AAAAAAAAADw/RMkOWVDpOgw/s400/downsized_0219112329a%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsMU_niHgvk/TXARH7sYEiI/AAAAAAAAADo/9Q9XqbIsXtg/s1600/us%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bsnow.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978766292619810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsMU_niHgvk/TXARH7sYEiI/AAAAAAAAADo/9Q9XqbIsXtg/s400/us%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bsnow.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66hB14jTz2I/TXARDjAlhiI/AAAAAAAAADg/QiM2wj3LiwE/s1600/snow%2521.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579978690947024418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66hB14jTz2I/TXARDjAlhiI/AAAAAAAAADg/QiM2wj3LiwE/s400/snow%2521.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Until next time!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109797425247224238-6344727053555965478?l=eleanorharnish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729734580255168808noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109797425247224238.post-16855505419647288882011-03-03T10:06:00.000-08:002011-03-03T10:29:53.045-08:00BYU-IDAHO!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdSpDpMRDy8/TW_d6pRkxiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dNc4u0nwBE4/s1600/downsized_0103011331%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579922462917051938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdSpDpMRDy8/TW_d6pRkxiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dNc4u0nwBE4/s400/downsized_0103011331%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a> So... January 3! Heading back to the burg was quite an exquisite drive!<br /><br />Besides the fact that the road was iced over at some points... and that other part where I was only going 10 miles an hour because I couldn't see past my windshield. It was quite the experience. I really loved the alone time before the huge paradigm shift!<br /><br />Look at those trees!!!! I love Wyoming!<br /><br /><br />I drove up to a little town between here and there, near <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kememrer</span>, (Who came up with that name any way?) and met up with my friend Hannah. We had lunch and then headed the rest of the way up. And saw much more beautiful scenery!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak7wTTqAPb0/TW_dJUP-KlI/AAAAAAAAABw/A825hzo6C9o/s1600/downsized_0103011312a%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579921615459592786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak7wTTqAPb0/TW_dJUP-KlI/AAAAAAAAABw/A825hzo6C9o/s400/downsized_0103011312a%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109797425247224238-1685550541964728888?l=eleanorharnish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729734580255168808noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5109797425247224238.post-71790756622458899122010-11-12T11:06:00.000-08:002010-11-13T19:24:37.640-08:00Love love me do...<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Love love me do... you know I love you!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mopP0ZqLm5A/TN2Q8KidPTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i9RWP2pkTcQ/s1600/That%2Bis%2Bso%2Bgross.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538742480031006002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mopP0ZqLm5A/TN2Q8KidPTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i9RWP2pkTcQ/s400/That%2Bis%2Bso%2Bgross.JPG" /></a> I guess I had to bring out this awesome picture from eighth grade to welcome you all to my blog. I am hoping that through this lovely outlet I will be able to keep my family caught up in all my crazy adventures up at school and as I go "there and back again." Love you all and please enjoy all that you find here in my book of adventures!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5109797425247224238-7179075662245889912?l=eleanorharnish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Bellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10729734580255168808noreply@blogger.com1