<?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-5790878</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:40:57.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this is just a verse.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-662295321419941101</id><published>2009-08-14T01:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:49:24.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So fast.</title><summary type='text'>I’m freaking out about how quickly these last couple weeks have gone by.  Almost every moment of them have been lovely, with a few moments in there that could have been more enjoyable.  Spending my last weeks here downing pizza and ice cream and alcohol, dancing at FKA, and feeling more close to some people and so much further away from others is a good way to use my time I guess.  And this night</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/662295321419941101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=662295321419941101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/662295321419941101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/662295321419941101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-fast.html' title='So fast.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8007972414216313465</id><published>2009-08-06T13:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:38:01.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What? What? Seriously What?</title><summary type='text'>I leave in less than two weeks.  Let me repeat that.  I am leaving the country for 2+ years in less than two weeks.  I am having a hard time wrapping my head around this whole thing.  It sort of all just hit me harder on Tuesday.  I glanced at my calendar, realizing how little time I have left, and how much of it is already filled with plans.  It makes it hard for me to shower and be a real </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8007972414216313465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8007972414216313465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8007972414216313465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8007972414216313465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-what-seriously-what.html' title='What? What? Seriously What?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6247283721923134713</id><published>2009-07-16T12:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:48:39.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Set</title><summary type='text'>So Sarah has departure flights.  August 18th I will be leaving Chicago to spend a day and a half in Washington, DC.  There I'll get a quick orientation to the Peace Corps and then immunizations.  At 5:40pm on August 19th I start my 20 hour journey to Namibia.Woah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6247283721923134713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6247283721923134713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6247283721923134713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6247283721923134713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-set.html' title='It&apos;s Set'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6552184672277686416</id><published>2009-07-13T17:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:23:46.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Okay</title><summary type='text'>Sarah had a lovely weekend.  It was filled with sun soaking and music listening and a variety of visitors during the Folk &amp; Roots festival.  So much time with such great people feels so great.  Not only that, but it was followed by a pleasant Monday.  My aunt drove into the city to hang out, we walked in the bird sanctuary near Montrose Beach, which is one of my favorite spots in the city, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6552184672277686416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6552184672277686416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6552184672277686416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6552184672277686416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay.html' title='A Okay'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8392524139099710836</id><published>2009-07-07T22:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:37:28.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oreos!</title><summary type='text'>I don't post often anymore.  The inspiration is lacking.  I've been dragging myself to my much despised job and also worrying about the fluctuating health of both of my grandmothers.  However, when I am not at work, and not worrying about family matters, my life is pretty swell.  Tonight, our apartment was filled with the scent of freshly baked homemade oreos, the recipe was from Smitten Kitchen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8392524139099710836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8392524139099710836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8392524139099710836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8392524139099710836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/07/oreos.html' title='Oreos!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6122768599214042466</id><published>2009-06-18T22:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:07:14.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>done and done</title><summary type='text'>So I’ve graduated.  Which has yet to settle in completely.  I don’t feel any sadness connected to it though which is wonderful.  I feel almost entirely content right now, despite the unfortunate employment.  That will end soon, followed by a month of no plans and just enjoying the sun and Chicago and people.  And then I’m off by myself.  Doing my own thing. And I’m still certain that it is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6122768599214042466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6122768599214042466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6122768599214042466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6122768599214042466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/06/done-and-done.html' title='done and done'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-718628674854550768</id><published>2009-06-10T23:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:43:49.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Hum</title><summary type='text'>I would like to skip all the graduation festivities and potential family crises please.  I've already got a feeling that these next few days are going to be stressful and hard to enjoy.  So much for my days off from work.I guess it's just a selfish desire to want to hide under a rock.- Grandma sick- Aunt breakdown- Cousin reacting- Clothes shopping rush/stress- Too much noise at party- Graduation</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/718628674854550768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=718628674854550768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/718628674854550768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/718628674854550768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/06/ho-hum.html' title='Ho Hum'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2807970147189756271</id><published>2009-06-08T23:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:07:12.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep a bit scared.</title><summary type='text'>So I'm scared again.  Mostly surrounding thoughts of incompetence.  I don't really know what I'm doing and have very little to offer anyone else.Other fears...I'm leaving behind people I've become really close to.  I've experienced the naive belief of friendships remaining strong.  Nothing really turns out as you'd expect it.  Not to mention I'm going to miss DePaul.  The past four years have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2807970147189756271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2807970147189756271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2807970147189756271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2807970147189756271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/06/yep-bit-scared.html' title='Yep a bit scared.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7615880577877058034</id><published>2009-05-23T20:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:52:44.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><summary type='text'>August 2009 is going to greet me by sending me off to an entirely unfamiliar place.  Namibia to be more specific.  These past two days I have awoken with this as the first thought in my head, and I'm wondering how long this will continue to surprise me.  I go through bursts of excitement, generally without anyone to squeal to due to me either being alone at the time, or with those who are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7615880577877058034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7615880577877058034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7615880577877058034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7615880577877058034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/05/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4062463398957150542</id><published>2009-05-20T09:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:50:02.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant Surprise</title><summary type='text'>SO I got invited to the Peace Corps!!! I don't have the details, they are on their way in the mail, but they will be posted shortly.  My body is full of so many emotions right now I can't even explain.Now I just have to justify this upcoming experience and convince myself I am not contributing to U.S. imperialism and the spread of Westernization.  I don't want to conquer anybody.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4062463398957150542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4062463398957150542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4062463398957150542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4062463398957150542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/05/pleasant-surprise.html' title='Pleasant Surprise'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7913279052584221203</id><published>2009-05-18T18:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:35:38.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, today I went to a bird sanctuary.  The weather was nice and I took advantage of the outdoors.</title><summary type='text'>I spent most of today focusing on myself.  Making myself feel better.  Healing, if you will.  I went grocery shopping, which I find to be very relaxing (generally only if it's not too crowded), and then made the most delicious sandwich (avocado being a main ingredient), and then headed to the Bird Sanctuary at Montrose Point.  It was amazing.  The sun was bright and it was a pleasant temperature.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7913279052584221203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7913279052584221203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7913279052584221203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7913279052584221203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-today-i-went-to-bird-sanctuary.html' title='Well, today I went to a bird sanctuary.  The weather was nice and I took advantage of the outdoors.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7966142675882909021</id><published>2009-04-26T09:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:16:34.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets Secrets Secrets</title><summary type='text'>I haven't been writing a lot lately.  I am thinking that it may be due to a lack of excitement and note worthy happenings in my life, and also due to the fact that I feel very secretive about everything that's going on with me lately.  I've gotten to this strange point where I feel uncomfortable talking to people about myself.  Not that I haven't always felt a little bit of that, but I feel like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7966142675882909021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7966142675882909021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7966142675882909021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7966142675882909021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/04/secrets-secrets-secrets.html' title='Secrets Secrets Secrets'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2394833245338218419</id><published>2009-04-15T11:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:13:50.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Am I Not Myself?</title><summary type='text'>That was entirely unlike me.On another note, I have a professor that I think had I had her for the entirety of my education, I would have stayed in the academic field.  That was a strange sentence.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2394833245338218419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2394833245338218419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2394833245338218419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2394833245338218419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-am-i-not-myself.html' title='How Am I Not Myself?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7331329329343365993</id><published>2009-04-07T23:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:56:33.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need to see that.</title><summary type='text'>Today has been the most up and down day for me in a while, probably mostly noticeable to me because the majority of it was spent on the down side and extremely frustrated over many things, one of which being technology.  Problems with it have resulted in me having to redo 4 different class assignments (which I did not do this afternoon but am pretending I am going to have time tomorrow between </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7331329329343365993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7331329329343365993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7331329329343365993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7331329329343365993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-need-to-see-that.html' title='I don&apos;t need to see that.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7450310810761115370</id><published>2009-03-30T17:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:10:57.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Switches</title><summary type='text'>Today was surprisingly delicious, beginning with somewhat of an epiphany and a handful of issues I would like to work on to take care of myself and be a healthier human being.  The day proceeded with interactions with multiple people I enjoy (including Ammie who gave me a copy of her cookbook!), the receiving of delightful surprises, and will conclude with cooking, a picnic inside, and most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7450310810761115370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7450310810761115370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7450310810761115370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7450310810761115370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/03/switches.html' title='Switches'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7226093768386769444</id><published>2009-03-12T11:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:52:21.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another one down</title><summary type='text'>This quarter is almost over.  I have two actual classes left.  However, despite my usual boring to do lists that I post on here, my lack of immediate stress regarding school is keeping me from it.  I still have things left to do, including papers, but not at all comparable to what I'm used to and it's a really strange feeling.I love coffee with french vanilla creamer. I'm excited for Arizona, one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7226093768386769444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7226093768386769444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7226093768386769444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7226093768386769444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-one-down.html' title='another one down'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8862050754231289463</id><published>2009-02-28T21:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:31:35.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why have I not tried you before, Yoga?</title><summary type='text'>Today was the first of 3 yoga/inner peace workshop classes.  My mind hasn't been that settled since...well I just can't remember.  I would love to have that start my day EVERY day.  I've felt so peaceful and just okay this whole day, and wasn't entirely useless either! We had class from 9-2, the first 2 hours were yoga and meditation.  After, I went grocery shopping, watched an episode of the L </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8862050754231289463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8862050754231289463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8862050754231289463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8862050754231289463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-have-i-not-tried-you-before-yoga.html' title='Why have I not tried you before, Yoga?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8274125113775223389</id><published>2009-02-27T15:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:12:01.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Chicago?</title><summary type='text'>It's not that I haven't known this already, but I think it struck me a bit more last night.  I've basically given myself two options after graduation (I could probably find  more but I've just basically outlined two paths I could take, both depending entirely on the status of the other).  In either case, come this fall I won't be living in Chicago anymore.  That seems insane to me.  I've become </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8274125113775223389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8274125113775223389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8274125113775223389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8274125113775223389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/02/bye-chicago.html' title='Bye Chicago?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-9089415075865011592</id><published>2009-02-24T08:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:56:07.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I think I'm doing my best.  But I'm really not doing enough.  I've taken an odd route to get where I am and waiting to leave.  Or waiting for someone to tell me I can leave.  Let's not get too emotional.I need to finish this paper now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/9089415075865011592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=9089415075865011592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/9089415075865011592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/9089415075865011592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/02/distractions.html' title='Distractions'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8046404875134050158</id><published>2009-02-20T19:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:20:16.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>itty bitty update</title><summary type='text'>I've gotten into the habit of not updating.  Mostly due to a lack of internet access at my apartment.  A quick update: Peace Corps FINALLY received my medical information forms/x-rays/letters confirming my physical and mental health.  What's left? Them declaring that I am either medically cleared, or cleared with restrictions to certain locations, or medically unfit.  After that, they will decide</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8046404875134050158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8046404875134050158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8046404875134050158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8046404875134050158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/02/itty-bitty-update.html' title='itty bitty update'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4244432277614212055</id><published>2009-02-04T22:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:24:45.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bookends of disappointment.</title><summary type='text'>Alright, let's get Sarah excited again.  I feel like my passion for anything has left my body.  My passion for activism is gone, and my classes are not exactly making me an enthusiastic student.  I'm afraid I am ending my time at DePaul with a bookend matching my emotional state at the beginning.  I'm also often stuck inside my empty apartment while being threatened with bitter cold if I step </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4244432277614212055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4244432277614212055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4244432277614212055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4244432277614212055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/02/bookends-of-disappointment.html' title='Bookends of disappointment.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-442308182971960574</id><published>2009-01-19T01:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:12:18.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternative Lifestyles.</title><summary type='text'>I've never really given much thought to the concept of "being outed."  It's an odd experience, especially when the identity that is being outed is not entirely correct.  I've also never heard "alternative lifestyle" so many times in my life, and it left me disappointed.  Within the same weekend, a conversation of alternative music came up.  We didn't know how label the music style of an artist.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/442308182971960574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=442308182971960574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/442308182971960574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/442308182971960574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2009/01/alternative-lifestyles.html' title='Alternative Lifestyles.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3168280731412717065</id><published>2008-12-26T18:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:11:20.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Impressed.</title><summary type='text'>I´ve been wondering all day if it was mean of me to use him solely for a travel guide.  But I´ll blame the other party for not getting the hints. And also for having a one track mind.  Cheesy lines are only attractive in movies.  You are not the first one here to comment on the color of my eyes.  And when I turn my head away, you should probably realize there is a reason, something to do with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3168280731412717065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3168280731412717065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3168280731412717065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3168280731412717065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-impressed.html' title='Not Impressed.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2226712033031843495</id><published>2008-12-21T18:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:07:04.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of December...</title><summary type='text'>The end of the year is nearing, I´m in Guatemala generally having a fabulous time, yet at the moment I have absolutely nothing to do.  So I´ve taken one of Erica´s end of the year surveys.1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?Worked for a non-profit and traveled to Guatemala.  Among other things.2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2226712033031843495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2226712033031843495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2226712033031843495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2226712033031843495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-december.html' title='End of December...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6536220222051739662</id><published>2008-12-20T15:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:03:55.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweaking Details</title><summary type='text'>It´s different only talking about novios.  Not that it bothers me in the slightest, tweaking stories and leaving out details didn´t make me uncomfortable at all.  But I am wondering about the existence of an LGBTQ community in Guatemala, more specifically within the Maya community.  It just seems non-existent to me, which it very well could be in Comalapa.  Just not talked about or acknowledged.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6536220222051739662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6536220222051739662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6536220222051739662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6536220222051739662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/12/tweaking-details.html' title='Tweaking Details'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4349966904006522307</id><published>2008-12-04T21:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:37:41.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Try and Be More Normal</title><summary type='text'>So I realize this shouldn´t bother me that much, but I got a B+ in my internship class.  I could not be more angry.  This class required attending a night class for 3 hours every Wednesday and a 100 internship, not including travel time to and from the site.  This also involved a ridiculous final paper, which required us to create a paper that was both research and creative writing about 2 social</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4349966904006522307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4349966904006522307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4349966904006522307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4349966904006522307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-should-try-and-be-more-normal.html' title='I Should Try and Be More Normal'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4132333061474568902</id><published>2008-12-04T17:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:29:29.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There´s No One for Me to Celebrate With....</title><summary type='text'>GUESS WHO GOT AN A IN THEIR 300 LEVEL PHILOSOPHY CLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Sarah Bennett got an A in her 300 level philosophy class!!!Now if there was only someone here I could hug with glee...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4132333061474568902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4132333061474568902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4132333061474568902'/><link 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Paper-SOC Final Exam-PSY Debate-PSY Final Paper-PSY Final Exam-PAX Final Paper-LGQ Critical Reflection Paper-LGQ Final PaperI have more to say about my life, but I need to write my Queer paper.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6365035747064085380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6365035747064085380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6365035747064085380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6365035747064085380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost-there.html' title='Almost there...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8287019278360968873</id><published>2008-11-13T23:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:54:14.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Over the Place. Skip.</title><summary type='text'>It's my last Fall Quarter here.  Why stop with the boring lists now?-SOC Final Paper due-SOC Final Exam-PSY Debate-PSY Final Paper-PSY Final Exam-PAX Final Paper-LGQ Critical Reflection Paper-LGQ Final Paper...here we go.On a happy note, when I turned in my precis for my final paper I was SURE he was going to rip it apart or at least say generally negative things about it.  When I retrieved it he</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8287019278360968873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8287019278360968873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8287019278360968873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8287019278360968873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-over-place-skip.html' title='All Over the Place. Skip.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6753679013870406869</id><published>2008-11-10T19:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:11:08.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Biting</title><summary type='text'>This quarter is almost over.  Which is entirely bizarre to me.  I think this was the most unsatisfying quarter in regards to academics that I've had here at DePaul.  The only class that truly challenges me academically is over my head and I just feel overwhelmed and frustrated and dread going to that class every Tuesday and Thursday.  I'm sure my papers are going to be craptastic and drag the GPA</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6753679013870406869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6753679013870406869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6753679013870406869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6753679013870406869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/11/stop-biting.html' title='Stop Biting'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4736458403844318266</id><published>2008-10-28T20:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:33:16.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Angry I'm Happy.</title><summary type='text'>I've kind of screwed myself over in the way of grades this quarter.  Well.  Maybe that's a little harsh.  But my procrastination has been taken to a whole new level.  I am in this weird state of freaking out and not caring at the same time.  This extreme contrast is presenting itself in basically every aspect of my life.  Constantly feeling ok and not ok.  Freaking out about Graduate school and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4736458403844318266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4736458403844318266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4736458403844318266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4736458403844318266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-angry-im-happy.html' title='Still Angry I&apos;m Happy.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8053092959845913312</id><published>2008-10-20T21:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:43:43.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Macaroni, Mazes, and Still Wary of Mentioning Things.  Let's Keep it Simple.</title><summary type='text'>I had a pretty great weekend.  It began with my cousin picking me up from the el station, going to the grocery store to buy an abundance of cheese, and making a really delicious home-made macaroni &amp; cheese for my aunt and the family.  We watched movies and enjoyed  the company of each other. We went out for ice cream. The next day began with a cup of coffee, a game of monopoly (dog edition), and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8053092959845913312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8053092959845913312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8053092959845913312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8053092959845913312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/10/macaroni-mazes-and-still-weary-of.html' title='Macaroni, Mazes, and Still Wary of Mentioning Things.  Let&apos;s Keep it Simple.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4326391136343861365</id><published>2008-10-15T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:49:04.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Process.</title><summary type='text'>I think I've lost some of my ability to trust people.  Everyone's a liar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4326391136343861365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4326391136343861365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4326391136343861365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4326391136343861365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-process.html' title='It&apos;s a Process.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3402071564129983690</id><published>2008-10-13T13:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:48:34.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala and Spanish and Julieta and...</title><summary type='text'>...I should be focusing on school.So I'm going to Guatemala at the end of November.  My ticket is purchased.  I am leaving November 28th and I am staying until December 31st.  It's kind of crazy considering I don't speak Spanish. I am so excited though!  I may get a chance to meet some of the artisans that make products for MayaWorks.While I'm there I'll be staying with a host family, and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3402071564129983690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3402071564129983690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3402071564129983690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3402071564129983690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/10/guatemala-and-spanish-and-julieta-and.html' title='Guatemala and Spanish and Julieta and...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7741293669290448294</id><published>2008-09-28T14:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:05:00.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quiero aprender espanol.</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was probably one of the more enjoyable weekends in the past however many months of my life.  My emotional outbursts were limited to only one instance of a 5 minute cry.  I saw some friends I generally don't get to see for very long.  I spent a large chunk of Saturday trying to fill my brain with Spanish knowledge.  I'm determined to learn this language though it's probably going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7741293669290448294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7741293669290448294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7741293669290448294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7741293669290448294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/quiero-aprender-espanol.html' title='quiero aprender espanol.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7126413397987545232</id><published>2008-09-14T13:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:43:13.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Julieta!</title><summary type='text'>After standing for 3 and a half hours while waiting for Julieta Venegas to come on stage (which included me cussing out some guy, free Starbucks, a lot of sweating due to the heat, and probably the worst opener I have ever seen), she finally came on stage and was absolutely AMAZING!  I have decided that she is the most adorable person ever and I cannot wait until life brings me another chance to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7126413397987545232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7126413397987545232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7126413397987545232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7126413397987545232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/julieta.html' title='Julieta!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4925126853105685402</id><published>2008-09-12T21:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:29:04.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>impatient.</title><summary type='text'>I'm hoping this quarter is going to give me a plethora of new experiences.  I've already got my hopes up way too high for my internship.  I'm going to be working 10 hours a week with MayaWorks (http://mayaworks.org) which is a fair trade organization for 250 women artisans in Guatemala.  I'll basically be working on marketing research, possibly working some sales, educating people on fair trade </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4925126853105685402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4925126853105685402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4925126853105685402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4925126853105685402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/impatient.html' title='impatient.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4936160342328024788</id><published>2008-09-10T16:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:36:43.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days.</title><summary type='text'>What a conundrum.In other news: Hooray School!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4936160342328024788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4936160342328024788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4936160342328024788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4936160342328024788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7788490524991940311</id><published>2008-09-02T20:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:52:09.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not dramatic.  not organized.</title><summary type='text'>I wonder if too much just sets me back a few steps rather than moving me forward.  Or I could be taking a giant leap forward (for man kind!) but I don't really feel like I can truly tell until I get into a normal routine of school and work and stress from homework.  I don't think anyone really understands the dynamic, but then again I don't really either.Jenny and I adopted a kitten! Her name is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7788490524991940311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7788490524991940311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7788490524991940311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7788490524991940311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-not-dramatic-not-organized.html' title='i am not dramatic.  not organized.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-751008738909806217</id><published>2008-08-13T00:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:19:38.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uprooting.</title><summary type='text'>While I know some people may have issues with the Peace Corps, I think I've definitely decided I'm going to apply.  And generally I think I am applying for the right reasons.  However, sometimes I wonder if the huge urge to join comes from a desire to disappear and cut all interaction with the people that surround me.  I'm not quite sure that this is the actual reason for wanting the Corps, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/751008738909806217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=751008738909806217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/751008738909806217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/751008738909806217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/08/uprooting.html' title='Uprooting.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6743105574805287649</id><published>2008-07-27T20:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:48:32.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprisingly not emotional.</title><summary type='text'>I have an apartment! It's a little far away from campus but I'm not all that worried about it.  I don't really think I'll mind the commute too much.  I also packed up all my things into boxes today.  Surprisingly I didn't get all emotional and actually got pretty excited.  I'm excited for my new roommates and also excited for a new apartment and new experiences.  I was, however, forced to realize</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6743105574805287649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6743105574805287649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6743105574805287649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6743105574805287649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/surprisingly-not-emotional.html' title='Surprisingly not emotional.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-5893499520645156558</id><published>2008-07-11T00:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:46:40.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Kingsolver</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to go look at 5 different apartments on Sunday.  It's all very strange and I'm waiting for the waves of excitement and extreme sadness to calm themselves.  I'm scared to start packing and wonder if I'll be able to contain myself emotionally.  I'm just wishing I had the option of numbing myself while I gather all my things.  Or maybe it will be refreshing.Sometimes  Barbara Kingsolver </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5893499520645156558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=5893499520645156558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5893499520645156558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5893499520645156558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-kingsolver.html' title='Thanks Kingsolver'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-5117161061916923676</id><published>2008-07-07T20:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:09:36.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponderings.</title><summary type='text'>I think I have a problem interacting with men.  Whenever I do and things go pleasant and the conversation is enjoyable or we end up joking around or something I feel very good about myself. I don't know why I am not always comfortable around them.  It's like they are this entirely different species and I'm still trying to learn how to communicate with them or understand them.  Lately I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5117161061916923676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=5117161061916923676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5117161061916923676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5117161061916923676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/ponderings.html' title='Ponderings.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3440016899391778189</id><published>2008-06-28T17:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:00:44.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crepes and Ice Cream</title><summary type='text'>Sigh.  Life can be hard even if you are extremely privileged and can spend your days eating crepes and ice cream.  I'm trying to have this up beat attitude about how I'm only 21 and living in the moment and thinking how I'm doing okay and in actuality life is just dandy.  It's not that easy though, especially with the over-emotional brain that I have.  Maybe this whole experience will make me not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3440016899391778189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3440016899391778189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3440016899391778189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3440016899391778189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/crepes-and-ice-cream.html' title='Crepes and Ice Cream'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4147510507441090312</id><published>2008-06-19T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:26:28.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naive.</title><summary type='text'>I think I must warn my readers, the few that are out there, that my entries may be laced with bitterness for a while.  So if you do not want to hear anything resembling complaining you should probably take a break from reading my blog for a bit.  I have a good life.  I am in a pretty privileged situation.  But still, I am not entirely happy and I am just going to have to accept that until it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4147510507441090312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4147510507441090312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4147510507441090312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4147510507441090312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/naive.html' title='Naive.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7107665891946267941</id><published>2008-06-16T18:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:43:41.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 to 5</title><summary type='text'>I spent from 9 to 5 in an office today.  It got kind of claustrophobic in there.  Mostly because there are no windows and 3 other people also share the office.  I'm not going to end up being a 9 to 5 office person.  I know it.  But it's okay for the moment, especially because most of this summer won't be like that. It was just weird.  I don't really picture myself in that position.  I picture </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7107665891946267941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7107665891946267941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7107665891946267941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7107665891946267941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/9-to-5.html' title='9 to 5'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6215353243887625124</id><published>2008-06-09T18:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:40:57.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And That is Good.</title><summary type='text'>It is so exciting when you learn that someone you respect or admire does not believe in god!  It's fun.I have one paper left to write.  I do not believe I am smart enough or contain enough knowledge in my brain for it though.  And what am I doing right now? Procrastinating.  Yep.  Tomorrow I am heading to the library at 8am and will live there until it's done.On another note, I'm trying to be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6215353243887625124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6215353243887625124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6215353243887625124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6215353243887625124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-that-is-good.html' title='And That is Good.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1858447719416367323</id><published>2008-06-07T20:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T20:06:04.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to control these.</title><summary type='text'>I am angry...among other things. I'm just gonna put that out there.I've been having weird dreams lately and waking up at 6:45 every day (though going back to sleep until 8:30).  Though they are completely unrealistic and don't look like any of the places that I actually know, they represent my feelings completely.  I kind of wish I could feel something else while I am sleeping.  I was hoping that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1858447719416367323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1858447719416367323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1858447719416367323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1858447719416367323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/need-to-control-these.html' title='Need to control these.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6468139427035099536</id><published>2008-06-05T14:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:38:17.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Finals</title><summary type='text'>Yep.  Another painfully boring post, but it's still finals and I need my lists.-Prepare for quiz tomorrow-Read and write reading response for LGBT psych tomorrow-Get 25 6 more people to fill out my survey-Finish entering in survey data-Analyze survey data-Finish Research Methods Paper-Write LGBT interview paper-Prepare for LGBT Psych final-Research Cote d'Ivoire and prepare for presentation-Write</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6468139427035099536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6468139427035099536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6468139427035099536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6468139427035099536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/06/still-finals.html' title='Still Finals'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6019838780011891692</id><published>2008-05-31T00:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:26:20.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>alone anyways.</title><summary type='text'>When you watch a movie months before about the disintegration of a person's body until they can no longer take care of themselves you never really anticipate that someone you know is going to experience the exact same thing.  The early symptoms are warning signs of a tortured future and a quick death.  There has not yet been a diagnosis, there is just a hope that it is not what you think.  A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6019838780011891692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6019838780011891692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6019838780011891692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6019838780011891692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/05/alone-anyways.html' title='alone anyways.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-492288733551675530</id><published>2008-05-28T21:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:17:23.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burst My Bubble.</title><summary type='text'>I hate when I realize that I live in a small bubble of nice, considerate, and just overall good human beings.  Some people are ass holes.  Seriously.  Thanks for wasting my time AND my money AND paper.  If you don't want to fill out my god damn survey then don't do it.  Jerk.Finals are creeping up.  You know what that means don't you? List time!-Prepare for quiz tomorrow-Read and write reading </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/492288733551675530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=492288733551675530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/492288733551675530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/492288733551675530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/05/burst-my-bubble.html' title='Burst My Bubble.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6117855179770534620</id><published>2008-05-17T19:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:27:30.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Seeing Ruins.</title><summary type='text'>My entire being is one big ball of jumbled unpleasant emotions just pouring out of me in every direction.  Sometimes it would be nice to  be a rock.  They don't have emotions.When I was younger I can remember being in the car and passing by brick buildings thinking "Man, what if I had been born as a brick? What would I think about? I would just sit there and be a part of a building and not do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6117855179770534620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6117855179770534620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6117855179770534620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6117855179770534620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-seeing-ruins.html' title='I&apos;m Seeing Ruins.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4700363557860505122</id><published>2008-05-15T15:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:41:29.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summary.</title><summary type='text'>Summary of Sarah's week: sigh.I need everything that requires me to be responsible to be put on hold for a while.  Once on hold, I'm going to disappear to some foreign land and wander aimlessly until I am ready to come back.  I'll probably take trains and read The Bean Trees.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4700363557860505122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4700363557860505122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4700363557860505122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4700363557860505122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/05/summary.html' title='summary.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7862518049854573562</id><published>2008-04-29T20:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:23:15.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Word Memoir</title><summary type='text'>Erica tagged me to create a six word memoir.  I'm having difficulty with this task.  I think it would be a different set of words every single day.  So for now, this will have to do, and hopefully some day I will find the perfect six words.  Don't worry, I'll post them when I have that revelation.Worries too much, but generally joyful.tagged: Katie, Molly, Jenny, CarolynThe six word memoir rules </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7862518049854573562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7862518049854573562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7862518049854573562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7862518049854573562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/04/6-word-memoir_29.html' title='6 Word Memoir'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vqROO8O-1c4/SBfIQgnIm1I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VuVflhjJZpU/s72-c/worry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2989784912545573700</id><published>2008-04-21T22:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:41:43.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what happens when you are attached and needy.</title><summary type='text'>Sarah is depressed.That's all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2989784912545573700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2989784912545573700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2989784912545573700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2989784912545573700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-what-happens-when-you-are.html' title='This is what happens when you are attached and needy.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2274058858992645535</id><published>2008-04-05T20:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T18:05:38.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I go to nature to be healed.</title><summary type='text'>My heart is fluttering and I'm tingling with emotions because of my reading for Environmental Sociology.  I have a terrible memory.  I truly do.  Yet sometimes things come along and stir up an entire batch of memories from my childhood that I haven't thought about in years.  Last Child in the Woods emphasizes how little contact with nature most kids growing up these days have and it makes me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2274058858992645535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2274058858992645535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2274058858992645535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2274058858992645535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-to-nature-to-be-healed.html' title='I go to nature to be healed.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7523314958301856503</id><published>2008-04-02T20:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:16:28.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings Again</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's the start of a new quarter.  Again.  I don't quite have a clear picture of what this quarter will be like.  In my environmental sociology class (which sounds interesting no?), I am constantly using politically incorrect terms in my head to describe my fellow classmates.  Are we in middle school again? Why are these people here?I am taking Ethics of Globalization with my wonderful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7523314958301856503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7523314958301856503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7523314958301856503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7523314958301856503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/04/beginnings-again.html' title='Beginnings Again'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3629968888434578681</id><published>2008-03-18T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:05:33.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood</title><summary type='text'>This consumed my entire childhood:LPS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3629968888434578681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3629968888434578681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3629968888434578681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3629968888434578681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/childhood.html' title='childhood'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-5384312763530376850</id><published>2008-03-16T09:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:46:09.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>glorious</title><summary type='text'>There are just so many exciting things about to happen! Some of them are starting in approximately 2 hours.  First of  all I will be dining at the Chicago Diner with a friend that is coming to Chicago!  After that wonderfully delicious meal happens there will hopefully be an L Word marathon with dear Carolyn. Then tomorrow, despite the sad final and need to finish my already 18 page paper, my dad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5384312763530376850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=5384312763530376850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5384312763530376850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5384312763530376850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/glorious.html' title='glorious'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1361129412879897747</id><published>2008-03-14T18:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:55:31.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologize</title><summary type='text'>This is another boring and pointless post for you the reader, but it makes me feel good about myself.-Print and turn in SOC 353 paper-Finish SOC 394 paper-Write final SOC 394 reflection-Study for and take SOC 200 quiz-Study for and take SOC 353 final-Study for and take SOC 394 final-Study for and take SOC 200 final-Write SOC 380 research proposal-CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN-Try to get a passport (Thursday)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1361129412879897747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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puppies on the internet.-Print and turn in SOC 353 paper-Finish SOC 394 paper-Write final SOC 394 reflection-Study for and take SOC 200 quiz-Study for and take SOC 353 final-Study for and take SOC 394 final-Study for and take SOC 200 final-Write SOC 380 research proposal-CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN-Try to get a passport (Thursday)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7018092031931661570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7018092031931661570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7018092031931661570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7018092031931661570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/puppies.html' title='puppies'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8573474772892388743</id><published>2008-03-12T00:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:33:42.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's finals time again, which means it is time for more To Do lists.To Do:-Print and turn in SOC 353 paper-Finish SOC 394 paper-Write final SOC 394 reflection-Study for and take SOC 200 quiz-Study for and take SOC 353 final-Study for and take SOC 394 final-Study for and take SOC 200 final-Write SOC 380 research proposal-CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN-Try to get a passport (Thursday)This all seems pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8573474772892388743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8573474772892388743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8573474772892388743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8573474772892388743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-finals-time-again-which-means-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3747725134891600872</id><published>2008-03-11T21:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:30:04.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sure is.</title><summary type='text'>My mom is such a smart person.Also, personality disorders are extremely interesting.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3747725134891600872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3747725134891600872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3747725134891600872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3747725134891600872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/sure-is.html' title='sure is.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1551894953854055721</id><published>2008-03-07T12:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:17:57.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><summary type='text'>I got to listen to This American Life in my Sociology of Mental Illness class today.  It was amazing.  I completely forgot about the fact that I really enjoy it.I bought a plane ticket to Mexico yesterday!  I never usually skip class but I'm missing 3 days for Mexico and at least part of a day for Tegan and Sara! Sometimes it is hard for me to understand how a lot of people skip classes all the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1551894953854055721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1551894953854055721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1551894953854055721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1551894953854055721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-5854450196651256950</id><published>2008-02-28T22:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:05:26.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>never any closure.</title><summary type='text'>Don't ever skip a funeral.  You'll end up wishing you believed in heaven so it would be possible to apologize.  You were told she said she felt a special bond with you.  She was right.  You felt it too.  There's no where to lift your head up to and scream that you're sorry.  No one knows that you miss her too.I miss her too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5854450196651256950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=5854450196651256950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5854450196651256950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5854450196651256950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/02/never-any-closure.html' title='never any closure.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1041204430826192581</id><published>2008-02-22T17:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:42:42.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum.</title><summary type='text'>News in the life of Sarah:The L Word is completely addicting and I can't wait to start the second season.  Unfortunately my homework load has piled up, and starting tonight I will be focusing solely on school.My girlfriend is staying in Mexico for another three months.  This is pretty upsetting on my side.  Though I am happy that she has never been so happy in her entire life.My moods have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1041204430826192581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1041204430826192581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1041204430826192581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1041204430826192581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/02/ho-hum-racism.html' title='Ho hum.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6796589143526372831</id><published>2008-02-17T00:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:20:38.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it sure does.</title><summary type='text'>Distance makes things hard. :(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6796589143526372831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6796589143526372831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6796589143526372831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6796589143526372831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-sure-does.html' title='it sure does.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4833060404193257556</id><published>2008-02-12T21:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:15:10.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh midterms.  let's get this over with.</title><summary type='text'>I have the attention span of a five year old.  This quarter it has been extremely difficult for me to force myself to do anything productive.Here is my schedule for next quarter:Mondays/Wednesdays:3:30 - 5:00 Sociology 346: Urban Ethnography Tuesdays/Thursdays:10:10 - 11:40 Psychology 213: LGBTQ Psychology11:50 - 1:20 Sociology 381: Research Methods II4:15 - 5:45 Honors 301: Ethics of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4833060404193257556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4833060404193257556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4833060404193257556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4833060404193257556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-midterms-lets-get-this-over-with.html' title='oh midterms.  let&apos;s get this over with.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3301252264128782746</id><published>2008-02-11T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:43:13.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Gay.</title><summary type='text'>I am constantly surrounded by gay.  I am so gay.  And I love it.I fell on a huge slab of ice today.  I sort of jammed my wrist so I have pain up and down my arm.  I almost fell quite a few times today.  Come on Chicago, let's warm up. What do you say?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3301252264128782746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3301252264128782746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3301252264128782746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3301252264128782746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-gay.html' title='So Gay.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-4337604353489981869</id><published>2008-02-05T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:02:02.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crept up.</title><summary type='text'>I think a lot of loneliness has crept upon me.  Which seems odd since I've found myself  among a group of friends that are really amazing and I feel comfortable with.  I'm just overwhelmed and when I'm overwhelmed and go to sleep in a giant bed by myself with no one to snuggle with I feel a little lost.I'L Pledge is overwhelming.  It's ridiculously difficult to get all the eboard members to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4337604353489981869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=4337604353489981869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4337604353489981869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/4337604353489981869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/02/crept-up.html' title='crept up.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3282253972108965433</id><published>2008-01-29T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:30:47.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not important.</title><summary type='text'>So today was pretty great.  I did about a million phone interviews for the graduate intern that will work with orientation this summer.  I like my bosses. We joke around and it's fun.Also, I don't think I ever really contribute positively to someone's day.  Which is kind of sad.  At the end of the day I can usually pick out the people who have made it a pretty good day, but I doubt I'm really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3282253972108965433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3282253972108965433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3282253972108965433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3282253972108965433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-important.html' title='not important.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2137205849786539527</id><published>2008-01-28T21:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:35:23.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was probably the crappiest Monday of my life.  But the day is over now and I think things are good.Also, I just wanted to remind everyone that I get to see Tegan and Sara in May.  I am extremely excited about this.  You have no idea.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2137205849786539527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2137205849786539527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2137205849786539527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2137205849786539527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-was-probably-crappiest-monday-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6305727779011839791</id><published>2008-01-23T23:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:02:17.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>can i get some excitement in here!</title><summary type='text'>I love my girlfriend.  Even though she doesn't always believe that.Guess who gets to see Tegan and Sara live!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6305727779011839791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6305727779011839791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6305727779011839791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6305727779011839791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/can-i-get-some-excitement-in-here.html' title='can i get some excitement in here!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2393665028208628737</id><published>2008-01-16T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:26:57.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>friends are a plus.</title><summary type='text'>So I really enjoy this song:I don't really have anything to say other than that.  I did have a lovely evening.  I like having friends.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2393665028208628737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2393665028208628737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2393665028208628737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2393665028208628737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/friends-are-plus.html' title='friends are a plus.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6683751950335756834</id><published>2008-01-10T00:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:29:22.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Hop Pancakes.</title><summary type='text'>Oh what a lovely evening! Much joy and laughter!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6683751950335756834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6683751950335756834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6683751950335756834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6683751950335756834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/gay-hop-pancakes.html' title='Gay Hop Pancakes.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2409409484302096347</id><published>2008-01-07T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:06:28.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><summary type='text'>So my mood is basically the complete opposite of what it was on the post earlier today.  There are no explanations.  Although I did talk to Katie :) I still want to go stare at fish. (Katie got me a year long membership to the Shedd! I can go for free!)Apple sauce really grows on you.  A+!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2409409484302096347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2409409484302096347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2409409484302096347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2409409484302096347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1512134359475885995</id><published>2008-01-07T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:10:27.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico and fish thinking.</title><summary type='text'>I'm wondering if I'm getting depressed.  I am usually ready to get back to school when the new quarter approaches, but I still find myself wishing I had a few more weeks of break.  I also often find myself with the urge to lock myself in my apartment and not speak to anyone for periods of time.  I enjoy my bed's comfort though not so sure it's comforting with only one person in it.My woman left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1512134359475885995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1512134359475885995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1512134359475885995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1512134359475885995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2008/01/mexico-and-fish-thinking.html' title='Mexico and fish thinking.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-595406715876048441</id><published>2007-12-18T00:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:50:00.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>unlikely reasons</title><summary type='text'>I finished a deliciously good book tonight.  Animal Dreams by Barbara Kingsolver is yet another amazing piece of work by this woman.  And yet, whenever I finish a book that I love I never have any words for it.  There is no discussion and I'm left speechless.  I feel like I should be able to write down some great review or at least mumble out something comprehensible that I was able to gain from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/595406715876048441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=595406715876048441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/595406715876048441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/595406715876048441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/12/unlikely-reasons.html' title='unlikely reasons'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8157626837844227730</id><published>2007-12-07T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:44:11.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>music video preferences</title><summary type='text'>I'm sick of heteronormative music videos.  Not that I watch music videos often, but seeing that I'm on break Youtube, MTV, and VH1 take up a small portion of my life.  I get stuck in my little bubbles of LGBTQ classes, gay friends, and my mom's new old lesbian lunches that I forget about the large chunk of society that would prefer not to have to deal with anything outside of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8157626837844227730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8157626837844227730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8157626837844227730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8157626837844227730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/12/music-video-preferences.html' title='music video preferences'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7389863344558415024</id><published>2007-12-05T01:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:08:29.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oddly enough</title><summary type='text'>I thought I'd take a moment to admit that I really enjoy watching A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila.  Good thing Dani still has a shot with Tila.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7389863344558415024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7389863344558415024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7389863344558415024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7389863344558415024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/12/oddly-enough.html' title='oddly enough'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3655346979459548250</id><published>2007-11-19T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:07:05.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ORGANIC FARMING MUST HAPPEN</title><summary type='text'>I'm on my last stretch of finals.  I have about 30 to 35% of a paper left to write.  My motivation is leaving me and I just want to get it done.  Unfortunately the paper is 50% of my grade, but honestly I think I will do okay.I had a wonderful lunch with Molly today :) I hadn't seen her in quite some time so it was lovely.And to get to the reason for this post:I seriously want to work on an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3655346979459548250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3655346979459548250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3655346979459548250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3655346979459548250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/11/organic-farming-must-happen.html' title='ORGANIC FARMING MUST HAPPEN'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3001868811492107587</id><published>2007-11-15T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:03:22.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists of things.</title><summary type='text'>Are you ready for an extremely boring post? Well here it is!Completed Final papers/projects/exams:-Revolutions and Peasant Rebellions Final Exam/Paper-Revolutions and Peasant Rebellions Book Review-Environmental Science Group Project-Environmental Science Final Paper-Environmental Science Final ExamThings remaining:-Intro to LGBTQ Studies Final Paper-Sociological Theory Final PaperThat's pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3001868811492107587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3001868811492107587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3001868811492107587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3001868811492107587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/11/lists-of-things.html' title='Lists of things.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1521138524694733223</id><published>2007-11-04T16:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:07:42.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>extra hours and conversation.</title><summary type='text'>I love my new friends and I am ready to live in a self-sustaining commune.But really, I had a wonderful day! We met David for breakfast and then went to the Unitarian Universalist church and I had a wonderful time!  They are so inclusive and wonderful and I'm ready to go back next Sunday!  They also realize their congregation is made up largely of well off white folks, and also understand that "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1521138524694733223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1521138524694733223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1521138524694733223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1521138524694733223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/11/extra-hours-and-conversation.html' title='extra hours and conversation.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-3512848772349858175</id><published>2007-11-03T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:40:50.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Update</title><summary type='text'>I am completely excited to take a road trip in December.  It's pretty set that it is going to happen.Other happenings:Finals are so close! I have 6 papers.  Not excited.Katie is going to EUROPE this winter break WITHOUT ME.  I just decided that I didn't want to spend $600 on a plane ticket for two weeks in Europe.  When I go I want to stay for at least a month.  I haven't really decided exactly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3512848772349858175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=3512848772349858175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3512848772349858175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/3512848772349858175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/11/boring-update.html' title='Boring Update'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-5950858980854636311</id><published>2007-10-11T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:19:10.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my!</title><summary type='text'>Did you know they make peanut butter granola?  Did you also know it's delicious?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5950858980854636311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=5950858980854636311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5950858980854636311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5950858980854636311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my.html' title='Oh my!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1847945648087957164</id><published>2007-10-04T21:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:52:13.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the classroom is always freezing.</title><summary type='text'>This quarter is going by extremely fast.  Seriously.  We are already at midterms which is CRAZY!  I think it's a good thing though.  I really miss my mom and her dog and spending time with them is on my mind a lot.  The three of us may take a road trip up the California coast and into Oregon to go see my brother.  I think it'll be great so hopefully this works out.I don't know why I miss my mom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1847945648087957164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1847945648087957164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1847945648087957164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1847945648087957164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/classroom-is-always-freezing.html' title='the classroom is always freezing.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6650130301847302929</id><published>2007-09-16T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:16:12.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stuffed with stuff</title><summary type='text'>I thoroughly enjoy Whole Foods.  What a pleasant shopping experience.  Also being presented with the ideal location of Boys Town, the Whole Foods I get to shop at is flooded with opposite and same-sex attracted people and those who enjoy being outside of society's gender norms.  It's pretty great and non-threatening.  It's also much friendlier than other grocery stores.  They are so willing to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6650130301847302929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6650130301847302929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6650130301847302929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6650130301847302929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/09/stuffed-with-stuff.html' title='stuffed with stuff'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-8480686425538075179</id><published>2007-08-25T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T09:58:29.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey funny.</title><summary type='text'>Between Barack and a Hard Place is an extremely hilarious Second City show.  Holy Jesus.  Also my brother is here.  He's a pretty good guy.I feel I should also apologize to the enormous amount of readers, I am just slacking on this blog thing.  It'll pick up again eventually.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8480686425538075179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=8480686425538075179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8480686425538075179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/8480686425538075179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-funny.html' title='Hey funny.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-53194840659785189</id><published>2007-08-02T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:38:28.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers.</title><summary type='text'>I feel depressed right now.  It could be do to the overwhelming amount of leading I have been doing the past however many weeks.  This includes fake smiles and trying to keep up conversations and asking "Where are you from?" and "What's your major?" an obscene amount of times.  Or it could be due to sending my rent check in for the first time and seeing my account balance drop hundreds of dollars</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/53194840659785189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=53194840659785189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/53194840659785189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/53194840659785189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/08/cheers.html' title='Cheers.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-6862539839502657104</id><published>2007-07-30T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:05:29.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God damn it Chase Bank.</title><summary type='text'>My bank is fucking crazy.  Excuse my language but I just don't understand them.While in Arizona I deposited a $150 tax return check.  It was great. A few days later I checked my online account.  It never posted.  I took my lovely receipt to the Arizona bank and they gave me a $150 credit.  Little did I know that this was only a 30 day credit and I was to give proof of the check to the bank.  When</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6862539839502657104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=6862539839502657104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6862539839502657104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/6862539839502657104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-damn-it-chase-bank.html' title='God damn it Chase Bank.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2674699982825188210</id><published>2007-07-22T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T01:26:06.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go away.</title><summary type='text'>THESE are the scariest f'ing things EVER.  Get out of my apartment.Seriously. My heart starts pounding and I almost start hyperventilating.  Just get out of my life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2674699982825188210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2674699982825188210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2674699982825188210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2674699982825188210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/go-away.html' title='Go away.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-5461016291556368038</id><published>2007-07-12T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:59:05.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I should just be happy for him.</title><summary type='text'>Every time I think of my dad's girlfriend I want to cry. She's extremely quiet.  Her daughter is annoying.  And I hate thinking of my father going on trips with her or eating dinner with her or helping her daughter with schoolwork or walking the dogs with her or going shopping with her.  He stopped longing for my mother and attached himself to the most boring woman on the planet.  I'm sure her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5461016291556368038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=5461016291556368038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5461016291556368038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/5461016291556368038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-should-just-be-happy-for-him.html' title='I should just be happy for him.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2879608910458271370</id><published>2007-07-12T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:49:27.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh great but shitty.</title><summary type='text'>Who's going to see Ani perform in Chicago September 22? That's right.  I am.I didn't get good seats this time.  Shiiiiiiit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2879608910458271370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2879608910458271370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2879608910458271370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2879608910458271370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-great-but-shitty.html' title='Oh great but shitty.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7774773369038247082</id><published>2007-07-10T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T07:37:45.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay here goes.</title><summary type='text'>I've got some time.THE RULES1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.3. People who are tagged write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.I got paper stuck in my ear.When I was in preschool my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7774773369038247082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7774773369038247082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7774773369038247082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7774773369038247082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-here-goes.html' title='Okay here goes.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7651773495399131381</id><published>2007-07-10T00:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:31:45.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's true.</title><summary type='text'>I think everyone should know that Sarah's work days are 13+ hours.  No joke.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7651773495399131381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7651773495399131381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7651773495399131381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7651773495399131381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-true.html' title='It&apos;s true.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2524544357494783951</id><published>2007-07-08T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:31:04.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No time for blogging.</title><summary type='text'>Ammie tagged me, so I will be doing these.THE RULES1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.3. People who are tagged write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.But...I won't be doing these now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2524544357494783951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2524544357494783951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2524544357494783951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2524544357494783951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-time-for-blogging.html' title='No time for blogging.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-1067750118565486016</id><published>2007-06-20T22:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:15:18.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously.</title><summary type='text'>I was pretty excited about it for a bit. Now I'm not so excited.  Stop judging people.    Hopefully this will all be painless.Also, why is it that meat eaters feel the need to convert vegetarians?! SERIOUSLY!?! Especially males...it seems like in order to prove their manhood they need to get a vegetarian to eat a big ol' slab of meat.  I have run into countless numbers of people who scoff at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1067750118565486016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=1067750118565486016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1067750118565486016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/1067750118565486016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/seriously.html' title='Seriously.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-7584672828988844122</id><published>2007-06-18T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:50:38.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and obsessions.</title><summary type='text'>Sedona was beautiful.  The flat undeveloped land surrounding Chicago suburbs are always bland.  They are ready and willing to lay over dead so someone can come pour their concrete parking lots and erect a giant shoe store or strip mall.  The red rocks are different.  They jut out of the earth, prideful that they are some of the only places where buildings won't grow.  The developers might come.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7584672828988844122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=7584672828988844122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7584672828988844122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/7584672828988844122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/pride-and-obsessions.html' title='Pride and obsessions.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5790878.post-2238589961368122377</id><published>2007-06-07T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:36:25.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Camp!</title><summary type='text'>My Honors paper is basically finished which is a relief.  I still have 2 big papers and and art final, but I think I will enjoy these more and I won't feel the need to shoot myself.Our second event is today, no one is going to show up.  We can blame it on the fact that we are in the middle of finals and some people are already finished and ready to pack and go home.  We did have about 60 at our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2238589961368122377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5790878&amp;postID=2238589961368122377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2238589961368122377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5790878/posts/default/2238589961368122377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://upsidebackwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/countdown-to-camp.html' title='Countdown to Camp!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://freewebs.com/halfhotdog/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
