<?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-10073315</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:21:37.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Court's Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10073315.post-110849287075768987</id><published>2005-02-15T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T10:41:10.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thought...</title><content type='html'>This is kinda random and it seems a little morbid... But when I couldn't sleep last night I was thinking... if i died tonite... what would people say at my funeral... it's kind of interesting to think about... i'm sure i'm not the first one to think about that... it just makes me think, have I ever made a difference in someone elses life? hmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10073315-110849287075768987?l=courtneyday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/110849287075768987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10073315&amp;postID=110849287075768987' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110849287075768987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110849287075768987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/2005/02/random-thought.html' title='Random thought...'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10073315.post-110702256708115245</id><published>2005-01-29T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T10:16:07.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oakland???</title><content type='html'>Well I've decided to finally write another one since Lindsay asked me about it... I've been tryin to make some decisions lately about what to do next year. And I think I finally know what I'm gunna do... I turned in my transfer papers yeaterday. I would really like to stay here to play volleyball again and to be here w/ Jayme, Jen and Bre.  However, if I switch my major to physics I have to transfer anyway, and I'm not to sure what I could do with a math major.  One thing I don't want to have is regret.  I don't want to be asking myself years from now "what if" and so I'm going to go.  I figure, if I don't like it I'm not stuck there and if I do great.  Right now I'm doing pretty good in all my classes and I don't have any good reason not to continue with engineering.  Besides, I'm my parents last hope to use a major that they paid for their kids to get. (Haha sorry Lins and Jer)  Jeremy, I kinda understand how you felt about moving to Colorado... I know moving to Pittsburgh isn't quite the same but it's a big change for me.  I'm leaving my comfort zone and going somewhere I don't know much about.  But I wanna do it, in fact I'm a little excited to go :).  Leave me some encouragement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10073315-110702256708115245?l=courtneyday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/110702256708115245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10073315&amp;postID=110702256708115245' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110702256708115245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110702256708115245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/2005/01/oakland.html' title='Oakland???'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10073315.post-110559786112577125</id><published>2005-01-12T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:31:01.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ending...</title><content type='html'>Ever notice how if a movie has a sad ending it depresses us, but even if it has a good ending it can still depress us? Maybe its just Bre, Jen, and I but every happy ending makes us cry because it makes us wish we had that life. I guess it's just nice to escape reality for an hour or two and watch someone else achieve their dreams... haha... I'm not complaining, I have a pretty good life... just wondering if anyone else felt this way about movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10073315-110559786112577125?l=courtneyday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/110559786112577125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10073315&amp;postID=110559786112577125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110559786112577125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110559786112577125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-ending.html' title='Happy ending...'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10073315.post-110550337619357371</id><published>2005-01-11T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T20:16:16.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uughhhh...</title><content type='html'>It's 11 PM and i still have homework to do for tomorrow.  I have class at 8 with no break to speak of until i'm done at 4:40... Sucks... bad... Today I feel like I wasted a perfectly good day.  Jen, Bre and I were awake til 4 am eating, running around campus and watchin movies.  I didn't get up until 1 ( bre and jen slept til 3, i win )  so i've been a waste of life for the most part.  I don't feel like doing homework or sleeping yet so I'll vent a little... I'm really depressed... I don't know why I get like this sometimes... I like to make people happy and I hate to hurt people... Today when someone said one little thing to me that was kinda smart I felt like cryin... It's that feeling when the world seems against you and all u wanna do is cry. ... One of the things I hate most in this world is making decisions. I wish someone would always be there to tell me the RIGHT thing to do. I hate looking back and thinking what I could have done better...  And when I finally make a decision and do what I think I need to do NOTHING works out right and I just feel miserable... *sigh* well thats all the venting I feel like doing,  this entry is very scattered... thats how my mind works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10073315-110550337619357371?l=courtneyday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/110550337619357371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10073315&amp;postID=110550337619357371' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110550337619357371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110550337619357371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/2005/01/uughhhh.html' title='Uughhhh...'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10073315.post-110539505990197076</id><published>2005-01-10T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T14:10:59.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy Cat</title><content type='html'>Well my brother and my sister and a few friends all have blogs. So i figured it was my turn. Right now I'm sittin in Bre's room creating a blog with her. I'm hoping that this will help me express some of my innermost feelings. haha. Let the venting begin....&lt;br /&gt;School isn't very much fun right now. I'm not sure if it will ever be. I'm an engineering major and my least favorite class right now it engineering. Go figure. That could be because I don't like the teacher and just don't feel like paying attention. It's hard when a teacher tries to teach you the same thing for 3 classes in a row and half the class still doesn't know what's going on. So I have a decision to make. Do I stick with engineering and go to oakland or switch my major and stay here. I don't know what to switch to... possibly physics or math??? I'm told to do what I enjoy and what I'm good at. I'm not really good at anything and I don't really LOVE any subject so what to do.... Well I'm off to eat (one of my favorite activities)... until tomorrow or the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10073315-110539505990197076?l=courtneyday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/110539505990197076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10073315&amp;postID=110539505990197076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110539505990197076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110539505990197076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/2005/01/copy-cat.html' title='Copy Cat'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10073315.post-110539296339796280</id><published>2005-01-10T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T13:36:03.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen</title><content type='html'>I saw my brother had this so I thought it would be a good one to start out with. Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this from Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;(A) First, recommend to me:1. a movie:2. a book:3. a musical artist, song, or album:&lt;br /&gt;(B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;(C) Then I want you to go to your journal/blog, copy and paste this and say that you stole it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10073315-110539296339796280?l=courtneyday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/feeds/110539296339796280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10073315&amp;postID=110539296339796280' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110539296339796280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10073315/posts/default/110539296339796280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtneyday.blogspot.com/2005/01/stolen.html' title='Stolen'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12222985023985579513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
