<?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-1285963026192612966</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:10:33.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poppy Ponders</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-6481616158015853598</id><published>2009-11-11T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:05:10.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!!!</title><content type='html'>So *I* haven't heard from my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;roomie&lt;/a&gt;, but some ppl are telling me that she ran off with &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/students/profiles/gabriel"&gt;Mr. Mysterioso.&lt;/a&gt; Then others are telling me that they got a TEXT from her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she didn't text me, her SUPPOSED best FRIEND. WTF???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she's probably fine, but I'm STILL worried (and ANGRY. and WORRIED!) Add into it that I have a totally important test coming up tomorrow that I TRIED studying in the library for (I HATE studying in my room!) and there's like, a GAJILLION ppl there and they're all acting kinda freaky. It's like, if you feel so sick, don't be spreading yr cooties to me! Go to the Sanitarium! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also wondering if maybe I should tell Professor Blunt that I can't find Sophie? He's her advisor and everything. But I don't want to get her in TROUBLE, y'know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having one of those days where I HATE EVERYONE. And I HATE THAT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-6481616158015853598?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/6481616158015853598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/6481616158015853598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/6481616158015853598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/argh.html' title='ARGH!!!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-5567676288222426868</id><published>2009-11-10T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:36:10.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE U SEEN MY ROOMIE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK, I don't know whether to be WORRIED or ANGRY. I didn't see my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;roomie&lt;/a&gt; all day yesterday except for this REALLY weird tweet. Did she butt-dial twitter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SvmjurD701I/AAAAAAAAABo/i14QNZRG8Cw/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-11-10+at+9.32.13+AM.png" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SvmjurD701I/AAAAAAAAABo/i14QNZRG8Cw/s400/Screen+shot+2009-11-10+at+9.32.13+AM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402529250236158802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND she didn't sleep in her bed last night. Did she run off with &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gabri3lr"&gt;Mr. Depresso&lt;/a&gt;? I tried calling him, but nada.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even asked delicious &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/seb_vancleer"&gt;Sebastian&lt;/a&gt; (BTW, didja hear he broke up with the &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/queen_beatrice"&gt;WITCH&lt;/a&gt;?), but he kinda blew me off:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SvmjF4ZptcI/AAAAAAAAABg/-ZSEq09H2dU/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-11-10+at+9.26.39+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SvmjF4ZptcI/AAAAAAAAABg/-ZSEq09H2dU/s400/Screen+shot+2009-11-10+at+9.26.39+AM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402528549442270658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just...why wouldn't she have TOLD me that? She's not answering phones/texts/tweets/NOTHING. If you guys hear from her, or see her...well, tell her that her roomie is FREAKING OUT. Mmmkay? Now I gotta get to class. Apparently you ROOMIE going MISSING isn't enough to get an extension on your LIT PAPER. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-5567676288222426868?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/5567676288222426868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-u-seen-my-roomie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/5567676288222426868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/5567676288222426868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-u-seen-my-roomie.html' title='HAVE U SEEN MY ROOMIE?!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SvmjurD701I/AAAAAAAAABo/i14QNZRG8Cw/s72-c/Screen+shot+2009-11-10+at+9.32.13+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-2000685988465373464</id><published>2009-11-06T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:53:02.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!!</title><content type='html'>Another Friday and my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;roomie&lt;/a&gt; is NOWHERE to be seen. I'm still feeling a little whacky - low blood sugar, maybe?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ppl keep saying about how Valemont is all exclusive and we're "ONE OF US" or whatever. I'm thinking less witches, and more CULT. There are some SRLSY weird ppl here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, I gotta study for my Western Civ final. I'll be at the library...if you see Sophie, will you let her know???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXPoppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-2000685988465373464?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/2000685988465373464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/2000685988465373464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/2000685988465373464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-1206657635191460402</id><published>2009-11-05T09:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:47:30.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH.  :(</title><content type='html'>You guys, I have been SO SICK! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;roomie&lt;/a&gt; got me to the Sanitarium, like, pronto. (At least I THINK it was y roomie....things are a little fuzzy right around the Panthera party. I don't know if it's 'cause I was sick or maybe someone put something in my drink? Either way? SUX!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She didn't come visit me, but neither did you guys!!! I guess maybe I was contagious or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe how CRAZY school has been. First my &lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/roomies.html"&gt;roomie shows up totally late&lt;/a&gt;. Then there's like, &lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost.html"&gt;mean girl central&lt;/a&gt; and now I got sick! Not exactly how I was picturing college, y'know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have soooo much stuff to catch up on! (Like schoolwork - LOL!) But I think I need to go lie down now. I still don't feel so good. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-1206657635191460402?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/1206657635191460402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/ugh.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/1206657635191460402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/1206657635191460402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/ugh.html' title='UGH.  :('/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-4221739752091972799</id><published>2009-11-01T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:09:04.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN! (PLUS: PANTHERA PARTY!!!)</title><content type='html'>So so so SO much FUN last night! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt; and I totally hung out and wandered around campus. I used to LOVE Halloween growing up, but I didn't know if people dressed up at &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com"&gt;Valemont&lt;/a&gt;.  THEY DID! Some of the costumes were lame (I mean, HELLO, way to jump on the vampire bandwagon everyone!) to funny (there was a GREAT Heidi &amp;amp; Spencer!!!!) to beautiful (Red Riding Hood &amp;amp; the Big Bad Wolf!!!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went as a Prom Queen. I KNOW! I always thought of Halloween as dressing up as who we wanted to be...this year it was just about wearing a fancy dress. Sophie wore a cape and a mask - I asked if she was a superhero but she said no, she went as a detective? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her but she can be REALLY weird sometimes. (I guess that's why we get along so well!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for yr guys help with this last question. I've decided...I'm gonna do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, have you seen &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pantheraHP"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;?  I totally followed it! I know it's probably a joke like when Aotidae hacked the school site, but hey, this is the MOST IMPORTANT PARTY of the semester...if there's a way in, I'm going! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I asked &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gabri3lr"&gt;Sophie's friend&lt;/a&gt; about it, but he swears it's not him. Although it's his profile listed...so I don't know. He can be SO twitchy!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAYBE I'll see you at the party? You guys should TOTALLY try to come!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-4221739752091972799?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/4221739752091972799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-plus-panthera-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/4221739752091972799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/4221739752091972799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-plus-panthera-party.html' title='HALLOWEEN! (PLUS: PANTHERA PARTY!!!)'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-7064166229108822924</id><published>2009-10-28T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:59:27.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DILEMMA!!!!</title><content type='html'>What if &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;your BFF&lt;/a&gt; asks you to do something that you know is dangerous, but she says it's REALLY important???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-7064166229108822924?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/7064166229108822924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/7064166229108822924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/7064166229108822924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/dilemma.html' title='DILEMMA!!!!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-6894013550921060150</id><published>2009-10-22T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:42:01.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN'T SLEEP.</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep now....&lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/weirdos.html"&gt;that emai&lt;/a&gt;l is still FREAKING ME OUT. And now Sophie is  acting all weird. I'm beginning to think there's some sort of CULT here. I'm almost still thinking &lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-faced-much.html"&gt;WITCHES&lt;/a&gt;. It kinda makes sense...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...There's a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/queen_beatrice"&gt;SUPER mean girl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...My &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;roomie&lt;/a&gt; is ALL FREAKED OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and I swear there is WEIRD STUFF that is happening that I CAN'T EXPLAIN. (Remember &lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/library.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;? And now the &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/"&gt;Faculty Building&lt;/a&gt;? WTF?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just KEEP YR EYES OPEN, OKAY????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-6894013550921060150?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/6894013550921060150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/6894013550921060150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/6894013550921060150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-sleep.html' title='CAN&apos;T SLEEP.'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-4186381483346526171</id><published>2009-10-20T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T08:06:27.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRDOS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>You guys, someone just sent me THIS:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Baby dear, good night, good night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Poppy lies in slumbers deep; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Hush-a-bye, my treasure bright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Sophie, too, is fast asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Times"&gt;WTF?????!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-4186381483346526171?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/4186381483346526171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/weirdos.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/4186381483346526171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/4186381483346526171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/weirdos.html' title='WEIRDOS!!!!!!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-8521192284177074322</id><published>2009-10-18T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T06:05:34.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGH.</title><content type='html'>So it looks like most of you rushed AND GOT IN. Congrats? I guess? The Houses still scare me, it's like those old horror movies that my parents used to make me watch, y'know? Maybe next year. MAYBE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt; has been all over the place this weekend! I don't know, I thought having a roomie meant we'd like, stay up all night and tell each other everything (SHUT UP I KNOW THAT SOUNDS LIKE SUMMER CAMP BUT THIS IS MY COLLEGE FANTASY! LOL!) but she stays up (or should I say out?) all night and tells me NOTHING. She's always holed up with her phone. I thought my texting was bad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I'm glad we're besties. She didn't rush a house either so I don't feel like such a Loser, y'know? And when she's here, she's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, I gotta study. I got into &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com"&gt;Valemon&lt;/a&gt;t but I gotta be able to STAY in Valemont! What were you guys up to this weekend????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-8521192284177074322?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/8521192284177074322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/8521192284177074322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/8521192284177074322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html' title='SIGH.'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-4176150586397847535</id><published>2009-10-13T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:11:46.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO FACED MUCH?</title><content type='html'>Okay, you know why I'm not rushing a House?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/queen_beatrice"&gt;THIS GIRL&lt;/a&gt; is running things!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you see the &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/i9tAn"&gt;letter&lt;/a&gt; she posted? She's SO MEAN and then "&lt;i&gt;While I appreciate - and I truly DO, my pets - your enthusiasm regarding this year's Rush Week..." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My &lt;b&gt;PETS???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, everything on campus is so pretty and fun and the leaves are changing colours (doesn't that look way more sophisticated that "colors"? LOL!) and it makes me want to be a PART of something, y'know? Just...not anything having to do with that WITCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think she's actually maybe REALLY A WITCH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT WOULD EXPLAIN SO MUCH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-4176150586397847535?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/4176150586397847535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-faced-much.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/4176150586397847535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/4176150586397847535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-faced-much.html' title='TWO FACED MUCH?'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-749373040117424278</id><published>2009-10-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:33:21.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RUSH RUSH RUSH!</title><content type='html'>Are you guys gonna try and rush a house next week?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking about it. I REALLY HAVE. But I don't really think I'm the House type. At least the &lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/roomies.html"&gt;people I've me&lt;/a&gt;t haven't made me think that I want to be in a house. But maybe if there were more peeps like YOU GUYS in houses, then peeps like me would WANT to rush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.valemontu.com/sites/all/themes/valemont/images/buckets/campuslife_housebrowser_serpentes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 260px;" src="http://cdn.valemontu.com/sites/all/themes/valemont/images/buckets/campuslife_housebrowser_serpentes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mean Girl Headquarters? (Serpentes House)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do YOU think? Are you gonna rush? Which house do you want to be in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-749373040117424278?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/749373040117424278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/rush-rush-rush.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/749373040117424278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/749373040117424278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/rush-rush-rush.html' title='RUSH RUSH RUSH!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-3700971244960049253</id><published>2009-10-07T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:06:55.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROOMIES!</title><content type='html'>I was SOOOOO excited to come to school. &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com"&gt;Valemont&lt;/a&gt; was like, my first choice. You guys know that right? (Well, you do NOW! LOL!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now school isn't EXACTLY what I expected it to be. I mean, nothing ever IS, right? (I know, SAVE IT FOR PHILOSOPHY 101, POPPY!) But ppl aren't super-friendly here, and I'm just the sort of person who IS, y'know? But it's like there &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/queen_beatrice"&gt;are people her&lt;/a&gt;e who were BORN mean girls. Is it in their DNA?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are mean girls MADE anyway? (Oooh, NATURE vs. NUTURE! Yes, I DO pay attention in class!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the roomie sitch, well, I just thought she'd show up and we'd be besties, y'know? I didn't have a bunch of friends back home. Ppl always thought I was weird. Maybe it's just because I don't try to be someone I'm not. I'm just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really LIKE &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt;. I think she's awesome. And fun. It's just that she..acts kind of WEIRD sometimes. And I don't mean the "weird" that ppl make fun of weird (like ppl back home made fun of me!) but like, quiet weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I thought that ppl at school were going to be DIFFERENT. Since no one knows each other, I thought ppl would be more...open? But sometimes I still feel like the odd one out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I KNOW, this post is a DOWNER! Anyway, Soph came back to the dorms SUPER late and she was acting all strange so I guess I was just bummed she was hanging out with other ppl instead of me.  :( But I know I still totally won in the roomie thing. Because I have heard some TERRIBLE stories about roommates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you guys have any to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-3700971244960049253?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/3700971244960049253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/roomies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/3700971244960049253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/3700971244960049253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/roomies.html' title='ROOMIES!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-2917425829989904257</id><published>2009-10-04T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:30:44.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAJOR???</title><content type='html'>With all the &lt;a href="http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/library.html"&gt;TOTAL CRAZINESS&lt;/a&gt; going on, I've TOTALLY been neglecting my schoolwork. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College is HARD, ppl! I mean, I was a good student - I had like, nearly a 4.0 (one of my HS teachers I WON'T SAY WHO totally destroyed my chances of a perfect 4.0!!!) I mean, I gotta be smart, I got into &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com"&gt;Valemon&lt;/a&gt;t, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But between hangin' with my &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/so_fields"&gt;roomie&lt;/a&gt; and classes, I haven't had a SINGLE SECOND to think about the IMPORTANT question......what am I gonna major in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about you guys? Have you declared your major yet? Do I have to? Should I wait? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO STRESSED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, it's still nice outside and there is some PRIME MEAT out on Valemont Green, if you know what I mean! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-2917425829989904257?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/2917425829989904257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/major.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/2917425829989904257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/2917425829989904257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/major.html' title='MAJOR???'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-6289467274949950670</id><published>2009-10-02T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:08:39.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LIBRARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsYx_bmznCI/AAAAAAAAABY/u18ja9uxuuY/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;OK, so do you guys know that game, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cluedo#Gameplay"&gt;Clue&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT WAS MRS. PEACOCK IN THE CONSERVATORY WITH THE CANDLESTICK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I always wanted a Conservatory. Does that sound like, so great? "&lt;i&gt;I'll be in the conservatory&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/"&gt;Valemont&lt;/a&gt; sounds like the sort of school that has a conservatory, but we don't. We do have a Sanitarium, though. WHICH IS WEIRD, AMIRITE? OK, getting off-track! LOL!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days ago something happened in the library. The &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ValemontU/status/4528376932"&gt;@ValemontU&lt;/a&gt; twitter said books were vandalized. Which is NOT COOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except that this guy &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PntheraHseLeo/status/4529313567"&gt;Leonardo&lt;/a&gt; (is he cute or creepy? ANYone?) says that it was in "the 100s." I have NO idea what that means, until this OTHER guy posts something with a link to the Dewey Decimal System.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I look it up. "The 100s" in libraryspeak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsYx_bmznCI/AAAAAAAAABY/u18ja9uxuuY/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388048970007419938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 177px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://ripl.lib.il.us/crddc100.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; 4 a bigger pic!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Valemont-University/148079323798#/topic.php?uid=148079323798&amp;amp;topic=11006"&gt;Somebody mentioned&lt;/a&gt; that that &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/queen_beatrice"&gt;mean gir&lt;/a&gt;l was there, but after looking at "the 100s?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think the Valemont Library is haunted!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do u think??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freaking OUT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-6289467274949950670?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/6289467274949950670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/library.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/6289467274949950670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/6289467274949950670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/10/library.html' title='THE LIBRARY!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsYx_bmznCI/AAAAAAAAABY/u18ja9uxuuY/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-1199153174456197649</id><published>2009-09-30T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:04:58.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST!!!!</title><content type='html'>BIG NEWS!!! I met my roomie - her name is &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/students/profiles/sophie"&gt;Sophie&lt;/a&gt; and of course she's totally cute and already has the &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/students/profiles/sebastian"&gt;hottest guy on campus&lt;/a&gt; all up in her business. However, you know what that means?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOT FRIENDS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's kinda quiet. But she did start school late, and that's gotta be weird, y'know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY...we ran into that mean girl again. Her name is &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/students/profiles/beatrice"&gt;Beatrice&lt;/a&gt;. Check out her student profile. "&lt;i&gt;My friends call me Queen Bea&lt;/i&gt;?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT??? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Don't tell her I said that, though. I WOULD like SOME semblance of a social life at school!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so WEIRDNESS. THe campus map isn't working and I know that I've been at school for a bit but I am TERRIBLE with directions - I still hold up my hands to see which one makes the "L" for left (or for LOSER! LOL!) but so I am totally lost on campus today. But I didn't mistake Serpentes House for the Lecture Hall this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's some rumors that maybe it's Aotidae pulling pranks again. Like &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/valemontu"&gt;Valemont U&lt;/a&gt; peeps said they did &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/iyknw"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know, I was so excited for school but there was that guy dying and the &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/"&gt;school's website&lt;/a&gt; keeps getting messed with and it is FREAKING ME OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least the MEAN GIRL is something that is TOTALLY NORMAL, right? There's one at every school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-1199153174456197649?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/1199153174456197649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/1199153174456197649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/1199153174456197649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost.html' title='LOST!!!!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1285963026192612966.post-8790341629182858057</id><published>2009-09-29T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:40:07.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HI EVERYBODY!!!</title><content type='html'>I thought it would be totally cool to blog about my whole college experience to keep in touch with my HS friends and maybe, I don't know, just like, see if everyone else is dealing with the same stuff I am? I don't know. I MAKE NO PROMISES! (j/k!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, here I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've been at &lt;a href="http://valemontu.com/"&gt;Valemont&lt;/a&gt; for a week now and I guess everyone seems sort of nice except for this one girl who was SO MEAN when I thought that I was at the Lecture Hall but it was ACTUALLY one of the "Houses." I TOTALLY missed the sign out front but you would have thought that they kept the SECRETS TO THE UNIVERSE in there. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally had no roomie and these girls on my floor were all "&lt;em&gt;you're so lucky to have a room to yourself&lt;/em&gt;" and I was all "&lt;em&gt;yeah&lt;/em&gt;" except that everyone is hanging out with their roommates and I DON'T HAVE ONE. Except that the housing office now says that I do. But I haven't met her yet so ROOMIE IF YOU'RE READING THIS COME SAY HI!!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess college isn't exactly what I expected &amp;amp; peeps aren't as friendly as I thought but I KNOW that'll change. BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT IN THE WORLD, amirite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late for class!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxPOPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1285963026192612966-8790341629182858057?l=poppybarker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/feeds/8790341629182858057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-everybody.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/8790341629182858057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1285963026192612966/posts/default/8790341629182858057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poppybarker.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-everybody.html' title='HI EVERYBODY!!!'/><author><name>Poppy Barker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04239816903144203265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B79spPO83O8/SsKSvnvasJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/hM5Vt2FfK-Y/S220/poppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
