<?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-6012020</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:23:03.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Healthy in College</title><subtitle type='html'>Here I am, trying NOT to gain the all terrorizing "Freshman 15!"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-112538384701079066</id><published>2005-08-29T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T23:37:27.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same-O, Same-O.</title><summary type='text'>The weight never seems to change!!!  How frusturating.  I always think "THIS WILL BE THE SUMMER!!!" but it never is. Went school shopping and bought a lot of new stuff.  Mainly pants because I never have enough of them suckers.  I got a couple of bras too...even a new sports bra!  I haven't had one in years because they just don't make them in my size.  I'm excited for it though, I think it'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/112538384701079066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=112538384701079066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/112538384701079066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/112538384701079066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/08/same-o-same-o.html' title='Same-O, Same-O.'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-112110793924750567</id><published>2005-07-11T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T11:52:19.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied with my workout....</title><summary type='text'>I'm back from our very eventful 10 day camping trips which included going just about all around the lovely state of WASHINGTON.  North to Bellingham/Blaine at an AWESOME campsite, a short jaunt to Canada and a dangerous 4th of July at the Bay.  Then we went East to the Grand Coulee Dam and saw the laser show.  It was then off to Spokane for dirtbike riding and an ice cold poold.  We left there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/112110793924750567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=112110793924750567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/112110793924750567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/112110793924750567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/07/satisfied-with-my-workout.html' title='Satisfied with my workout....'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111548456401830967</id><published>2005-05-07T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T09:49:24.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SICK.  sorry, I feel like crap.  Giving up the best band gig ever because of it.  Maybe next year but man, why do I always get sick when there's a good band thing going on?  I better be fine and healthy as possible the weekend of the 21st, I am NOT going to miss that camping trip.  Man, man, man, man, man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111548456401830967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111548456401830967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111548456401830967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111548456401830967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/05/sick.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111447260423459606</id><published>2005-04-25T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:43:24.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Measurements</title><summary type='text'>For today, April 21. Not Happy. Neck :13 1/4Left Arm: 13Right Arm: 13 1/2Chest: 40 3/4Upper Waist : 34 1/2Lower Waist: 42 1/2Butt: 47 3/4Left Thigh: 27 3/4Right Thigh: 28Left Calf: 18 1/2Right Calf: 19 1/4Weight: 206Today I went to the gym and played racketball for 55 minutes. So far I've eaten 5 nutter butters, half of a 16 oz. juice, 1 chewy peanut butter and choco chip granola bar and a 16 oz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111447260423459606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111447260423459606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111447260423459606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111447260423459606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/04/measurements_25.html' title='Measurements'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111367158753324449</id><published>2005-04-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T10:14:19.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat loves me, should i be happy?</title><summary type='text'>I recently weighed myself. I weigh 209 frickin pounds. My roomate weighs 105 pounds. Do you know how hard it is to know that you weigh between 60 and 110 pounds more than all the women around you? Sooo frusturating. When I walk I just feel like my body is weighing me down. My body feels like lead and it just won't move. I see these skinny girls running around in the rain with their friends and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111367158753324449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111367158753324449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111367158753324449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111367158753324449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/04/fat-loves-me-should-i-be-happy.html' title='Fat loves me, should i be happy?'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111225287010400288</id><published>2005-03-30T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T23:07:50.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>softball???</title><summary type='text'>I'm back.  Spring Break is over and today was my third day back at school.  I love my classes:  Communication 202, History of Jazz 331, and Spanish 110.  I love the first two, my com professor is this British guy that goes on and on about his britishness.  The jazz class is just freaking awesome, we listen to music 80% of the time!  Now the spanish class...Oh dear.  It is two spanish courses put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111225287010400288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111225287010400288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111225287010400288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111225287010400288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/03/softball.html' title='softball???'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111131356112839832</id><published>2005-03-20T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T02:12:41.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should go to bed</title><summary type='text'>Back home for spring break.  the weather sucks.  while others are vacationing with their boyfriends in palm springs, i went to my family's soccer events.  games, tryouts, more games.  You look at our walls and you only see sports pictures.  why were my siblings gifted and not me?  My only pictures are tucked away in a corner behind soccer trophies.  Ah.  Whatever, i still love my family even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111131356112839832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111131356112839832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111131356112839832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111131356112839832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-should-go-to-bed.html' title='I should go to bed'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111077990278325155</id><published>2005-03-13T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T21:58:22.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>definitely not tigger</title><summary type='text'>ah, i'm in another one of my moods again.  i'm not going to go into a whole drawn out thing about how i feel because we all know how i feel about myself.  i just don't understand why i just can't be happy with myself.  i remembered thinking that if i got into UW that i would be happier.  i guess i am but i'm still not happy with myself, you know?  i look at me and my smile will turn into a frown.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111077990278325155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111077990278325155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111077990278325155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111077990278325155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/03/definitely-not-tigger.html' title='definitely not tigger'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111070427739923908</id><published>2005-03-13T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:57:57.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let it be said...</title><summary type='text'>I HATE finals.  Especially ones at 8:30 on Mondays.  Blah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111070427739923908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111070427739923908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111070427739923908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111070427739923908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-let-it-be-said.html' title='Just let it be said...'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-111009645818393729</id><published>2005-03-05T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:07:38.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahahhahaha</title><summary type='text'>Well yesterday after class I went to my friends room and helped her get ready to move.  Moving was one trial and tribulation- it took over 5 hours!  It was fun tho and now she doesn't have to go outside and walk to her room from ours and night, all she has to do is go one floor above us!  So we helped her move, and after being all worn out got dinner.  We were going to go swimming but we were so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/111009645818393729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=111009645818393729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111009645818393729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/111009645818393729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahahahahhahaha.html' title='hahahahahhahaha'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110942276494486481</id><published>2005-02-26T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T04:59:24.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla</title><summary type='text'>LOL.  Today was a good day, and I needed one.   Well, after classes it was good.  lol. Anyway we had the opportunity to play for the Seattle Sonics so today at 5 I trekked it down and got ready for the bball game.  We drove over to the Key Arena and sat around waiting for our free pizza, then waited some more.  We got free tickets so we watched the first quarter and two minutes of the next before</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110942276494486481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110942276494486481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110942276494486481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110942276494486481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/02/holla.html' title='Holla'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110937360296730627</id><published>2005-02-25T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T15:20:02.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay I've found my major!</title><summary type='text'>Blah.  I'm doin alright I suppose.  Tired of this quarter.  But I finally chose my path to continue forth with! Major in communications, minor in spanish, and certificate in business!  It was perfect when browsing through the upper level spanish courses and seeing one that's specifically for business.  When I saw that I knew it was the right choice.  Now to try my darndest to get in these majors!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110937360296730627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110937360296730627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110937360296730627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110937360296730627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/02/yay-ive-found-my-major.html' title='Yay I&apos;ve found my major!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110845448879894073</id><published>2005-02-15T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:01:28.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh and happy which ever applies to youvalentines dayorsingle awareness day</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110845448879894073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110845448879894073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110845448879894073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110845448879894073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-and-happy-which-ever-applies-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110845433779164954</id><published>2005-02-14T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:58:57.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATRED</title><summary type='text'>Ah damn, I wonder if I have depression.   Seriously.  If I don't have depression than I definitely have some kind of hormone inbalance.  It could be from my thyroid, and it could be that my hormones have been f*cked up from birth.  man i don't even like to swear.  i hate hearing it even and here i am using it to talk about myself.  Was I born this way or did it come later after i was teased as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110845433779164954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110845433779164954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110845433779164954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110845433779164954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/02/hatred.html' title='HATRED'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110808882990514316</id><published>2005-02-10T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T18:27:09.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><summary type='text'>Of training?  Oh Crap.  August 21 is the day ya'll.  Danskins Triathlon, it's big.  I remember going out on the boat while my dad set up the course thinking those women were crazy for doing that, and here I am gonna do it with my momma!  Yee haw!  I'm excited actually.  This gives me another goal to change my body!  I want to come back to preschool drills next year and be in good shape so I'm not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110808882990514316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110808882990514316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110808882990514316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110808882990514316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110663384417630702</id><published>2005-01-24T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T22:17:24.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday is the banquet!</title><summary type='text'>Woo Hoo, I get to workout tomorrow!  Yes.  I'm still plagued with this horrible infection of the lungs and sinuses, but I can't stand it any longer.  And the banquet is in less than a week!  Eeek!S</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110663384417630702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110663384417630702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110663384417630702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110663384417630702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/01/friday-is-banquet.html' title='Friday is the banquet!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110625741864652533</id><published>2005-01-20T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T13:43:38.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bronchitis and a sinus infection</title><summary type='text'>Can I just say right now that bronchitis and sinus infections suck!  Especially when you have them at the same time.  Especially when you are trying to figure out what your law teacher is boringly lecturing about but you can't because you can't stop coughing.  Especially when you get to wear your stunning dress in two weeks and need to workout to tone your upper body but you can't because again, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110625741864652533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110625741864652533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110625741864652533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110625741864652533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/01/bronchitis-and-sinus-infection.html' title='Bronchitis and a sinus infection'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110482291799543507</id><published>2005-01-03T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:15:17.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the drawing board</title><summary type='text'>So it's Jan 3, 2005 and I've already written 1/03/04 on all my papers.  Yes, today was the first day back at school already and things kicked in very rapidly. Get up early to a stinkin hot room even tho it's 27 degrees outside, take shower, get ready, go to first two classes, see people I know in my microecon class, go to lunch with my roomie and her friend, go to third class which luckily only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110482291799543507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110482291799543507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110482291799543507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110482291799543507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-to-drawing-board.html' title='back to the drawing board'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110283501356684375</id><published>2004-12-11T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T23:03:33.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a good work out in!</title><summary type='text'>yes, finally.  I seriously needed a good workout and I got it! First was a quick 3 minute workout on the bicycle and ellipticalThen, 45 minutes doing various upper body weights, emphasizing the back22 minutes on the elliptical, doing the #7 interval, burned 260 cals200 various situps, crunches~10 minutes stretching. Perhaps because it was the first actual intense workout for a while, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110283501356684375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110283501356684375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110283501356684375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110283501356684375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/12/finally-good-work-out-in.html' title='Finally, a good work out in!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110264378406029728</id><published>2004-12-09T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T17:56:24.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy, busy</title><summary type='text'>Well hello everybody!  College is keeping me busy!  In fact I should be studying for finals and writing a paper as I type, but you know....I haven't posted much in a while. I've decided that I now know how the freshman 15 is gained.  Let me tell you it's not pretty.  I just need to get back into the swing of things.  My friends and I will go work out after practice but I'm just not a night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110264378406029728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110264378406029728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110264378406029728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110264378406029728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/12/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy, busy, busy'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-110108121041865598</id><published>2004-11-21T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T15:53:30.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, apple cup weekend</title><summary type='text'>I'm not dead just really busy.  College is kicking my butt.  Or is it the HMB is?  Seriously, all of my energy goes towards it and I love it but man it is kicking my butt.  School's going ok I guess, no real way to guess right now but we'll see.  I'm really tired and just want to sleep during Thanksgiving break.  Of course I could be tired because I went to bed at 730 and woke up at 755 today....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/110108121041865598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=110108121041865598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110108121041865598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/110108121041865598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/11/hello-apple-cup-weekend.html' title='hello, apple cup weekend'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109943231551300927</id><published>2004-11-02T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T13:51:55.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatthe...</title><summary type='text'>So I'm really mad at myself.  Last time I weighed myself I think I was down to 189.  That was the week after last I think.  Yesterday I weighed myself and the scale said 197.  What the hell is up with that?  At first I thought it was because of my period.  But I don't think it's normal for your period to make you gain 8 pounds!  I'm so mad.  That and finding out how bad I failed my midterm today </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109943231551300927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109943231551300927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109943231551300927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109943231551300927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/11/whatthe.html' title='Whatthe...'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109873842955812461</id><published>2004-10-25T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T14:07:09.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love</title><summary type='text'>Juice. I really do.  I absolutely love juice.  If that's all I needed to live on I would be seriously happy.  I bought another nantucket nectar and a small odwalla juice, and I don't feel too bad about it cuz I don'treally need to buy food today cuz I have some left over from home.  So that's good, but I have to limit my purchases of juice so I don't go completely broke.  But I feel so much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109873842955812461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109873842955812461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109873842955812461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109873842955812461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-love.html' title='I love'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109773848520231033</id><published>2004-10-14T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T00:21:25.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gettin' hot in here....</title><summary type='text'>Why is my dorm so stinking hot???  I can sweat sitting here more than I do exercising sometimes!!!  Okay not really but still, it's extremely hot. Speaking of exercising, my legs are just about to die on my.  2 straight days of exercising, plus marching band plus walking up hill in the wrong shoes.  Man I'm bout to die.  I am really missing my hot tub right now.  My muscles could be all relaxed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109773848520231033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109773848520231033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109773848520231033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109773848520231033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-gettin-hot-in-here.html' title='It&apos;s gettin&apos; hot in here....'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109756416967322701</id><published>2004-10-11T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T23:56:35.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><summary type='text'>So I went to the gym after band practice today and weighed myself. I ws so disappointed when it said I was 3 pounds more than the last time I weighed myself!!! How the heck did I GAIN weight at this campus???? I don't understand. I feel really fat too. I've never really had a big belly...my problem spots were always and only my legs and butt, but I have this huge tire around my midsection and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109756416967322701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109756416967322701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109756416967322701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109756416967322701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109649190918652898</id><published>2004-09-29T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:05:09.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I"m finally here!</title><summary type='text'>Here being college.  It's weird, because I thought this day would never come.  I've been in and out, meeting a bunch of different people and just getting to know the campus a little better.  I'm am extremely sore tho, which is good, but man, the amount of stairs and huge hills is something I never expected.  Seriously, I can't even tell you how many stairs I've gone on. So last night, towards </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109649190918652898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109649190918652898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109649190918652898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109649190918652898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-finally-here.html' title='I&quot;m finally here!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109565927197294456</id><published>2004-09-19T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T22:47:51.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm SO sore!</title><summary type='text'>Okay, you try standing at attention, with your head at the tree tops, body still, legs straight with your knees slightly bent not moving.  Then, lift your left leg at a 90 degree angle at your knee and point you toes down with your calf straight down.  Then do the same thing with your right leg.  Okay, once you've got that down, do that at 180 beats per minute.  Yes, that's over 2 beats per </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109565927197294456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109565927197294456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109565927197294456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109565927197294456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-so-sore.html' title='I&apos;m SO sore!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109471283515326360</id><published>2004-09-08T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T23:53:55.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I have been experiencing an abnormal amount of stress lately.  My body does not do well with stress.  Not at all.  In fact I really do think I'm allergic to it. Official weigh-in at doctor's office yesterday was 191.8.  I'm surprised.  I feel like it's a lot more than that. More to come later, just let me stress.S</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109471283515326360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109471283515326360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109471283515326360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109471283515326360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/09/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109397396648408732</id><published>2004-08-31T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T10:39:26.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more soccer</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's gym trip was shortened due to a soccer game tonight.  I did 6 minute warmup on the rowing machine burning about 60 cals, and all upper body stuff...I'm actually kind of sore right now.  Haven't felt this feeling for a while, and I like it! Soccer game was alright.  We didn't lose as bad as we did last week.  Forgot my inhaler so I couldn't breath so well.After the game last night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109397396648408732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109397396648408732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109397396648408732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109397396648408732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/no-more-soccer.html' title='No more soccer'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109358120952784625</id><published>2004-08-26T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:33:29.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official...I am incurable!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I have ANOTHER illness that can't be cured.  I've been going to the doctor to get my blood tested like 4 times in the last three weeks.  The last two days I have gone to the hospital, been given this iodine pill, and had like an MRI test on my thyroid.  I have an overactive thyroid, which gives me graves disease.  It's something like one quarter of 1% of the population has it.  There is no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109358120952784625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109358120952784625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109358120952784625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109358120952784625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-officiali-am-incurable.html' title='It&apos;s official...I am incurable!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109324024925437123</id><published>2004-08-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:50:49.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping weekend!</title><summary type='text'>So Friday we picked up Eduardo from the airport, my new foreign exchange brother from Santiago, Chile, and we went camping at Mt. St. Helens!  It was a fun weekend....we hiked a lot Saturday, and we just kinda hung out.  The hiking was good exercise...food wasn't that bad either.  Had a lot of beef, but really it was a good weekend!That's about it for now!  Gonna go to the gym tomorrow!S</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109324024925437123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109324024925437123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109324024925437123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109324024925437123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/camping-weekend.html' title='Camping weekend!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109279728446789736</id><published>2004-08-17T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T19:48:04.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy weekend!</title><summary type='text'>Well I'm back from my extremely busy weekend going to my brother's soccer tourney, visiting with family, driving, and visiting my best friend on her last night before going to Florida.  We went to Applebees and played pool afterwards.  It was fun, but I'm gonna miss that girlie!So I'm back.  Last night I had a soccer game, and I did very poorly.  I had some stomach problems and I think the heat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109279728446789736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109279728446789736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109279728446789736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109279728446789736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/busy-busy-weekend.html' title='Busy, Busy weekend!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109228366027714279</id><published>2004-08-11T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T21:07:40.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J.S. and C.P.!  </title><summary type='text'>Today at the gym:5 min. warm up on treadmil.legs.  All about 20-30 reps, 3-4 sets, low weights.  I wanna see if this actually works.  It makes sense, but I'll just have to find out for sure. abs.  Yes, lots of abs.  All different kinds.  I sure wish I had time to do more tho.  I'm tired of my fat belly!stair climber.  Only about 5 minutes, but my legs were already tired from the weights.  I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109228366027714279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109228366027714279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109228366027714279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109228366027714279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/js-and-cp.html' title='J.S. and C.P.!  '/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109216211208424234</id><published>2004-08-10T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T11:21:52.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, boy I am HUNGRY!!!</title><summary type='text'>Well that happens when you don't eat. Anyway, things are going well.  I was going to go to the gym but now that I realize it's after 11:00, and I gotta go to they fair at about 1:30, I'll leave the gym till later. This past weekend I drove the 2 1/2 hours to my best friend Lita's house because she is moving to florida next Monday!  NOOOO!  I'm gonna miss that girl so much!  And now that I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109216211208424234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109216211208424234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109216211208424234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109216211208424234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-boy-i-am-hungry.html' title='Oh, boy I am HUNGRY!!!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109168074702368103</id><published>2004-08-04T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T21:39:07.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, my 100th post!</title><summary type='text'>And in this post I will tell you about what I did at the gym today!Well, got there a little later than intended, but ended up doing a lot of upperbody weights - chest, back, a lil shoulders, some biceps, and a lot of triceps, because when I burn off all my fat I want to have KILLER arms!  Well, I want to have killer everything, but I'm thinking my arms would prolly show first.  Anyway, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109168074702368103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109168074702368103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109168074702368103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109168074702368103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/yay-my-100th-post.html' title='Yay, my 100th post!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109158187961937618</id><published>2004-08-03T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T18:15:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Figures</title><summary type='text'>I just added Haloscan commenting to my journal.  It doesn't appear to be working right now. Hmmm...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109158187961937618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109158187961937618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109158187961937618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109158187961937618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/figures.html' title='Figures'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109155325535557335</id><published>2004-08-03T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T10:14:15.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm a Gemini...</title><summary type='text'>And I often like to change things.  I was getting really tired of the old look...in fact I thought it was darn UGLY, so I changed it.  Not sure if I'm liking this one, but I'm too hungry to continue on right now!lata!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109155325535557335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109155325535557335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109155325535557335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109155325535557335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-im-gemini.html' title='So I&apos;m a Gemini...'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109155279306238584</id><published>2004-08-03T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T10:06:33.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I got up early and went to the gym again!  I had about an hour, so I did weights for my legs.  Nothing too hard.  I was telling my mom how I wanted my fatty knees to disappear, and she told me about an article she read in Ms. Fitness, about how for women to lose fat, low weights and more sets and reps work better than high weight and smaller reps and sets.  That way, you can work a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109155279306238584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109155279306238584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109155279306238584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109155279306238584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/08/yesterday-i-got-up-early-and-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109108327190435602</id><published>2004-07-28T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T23:41:11.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DOMS are starting to kick in....  :)</title><summary type='text'>Ah yes, I love this feeling!  I'm feeling soreness in my back(yes, a different one the the normal pain in my back) and shoulders.  YES!  I'm building some muscle!!!  So yesterday I went to the gym, worked upper body and did about 22 mins on the elliptical.  I wasn't really feeling like cardio, especially #7 on the et, so I did a manual thing.  Eh....  I later went back to the gym, this time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109108327190435602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109108327190435602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109108327190435602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109108327190435602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/07/doms-are-starting-to-kick-in.html' title='The DOMS are starting to kick in....  :)'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-109068458729982712</id><published>2004-07-24T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T08:56:27.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sweating SO hard!!!</title><summary type='text'>Okay, last night we came home, at 10 o'clock, and it was STILL 92 degrees outside!!!!  What the heck is up with that??????  So, my sisters and I obviously decided to sleep outside on the trampoline!  Unfortunately, my back is killing me!So this last weekend I went up to UW again!  This was for my Outdoor Adventure Orientation and let me tell you, it was prolly the best weekend of my life, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/109068458729982712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=109068458729982712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109068458729982712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/109068458729982712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-am-sweating-so-hard.html' title='I am sweating SO hard!!!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108976528336198280</id><published>2004-07-13T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T17:34:43.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, YEAH BABY!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday:Worked all day.  came home, got ready to go to the GYM.  Worked out upper body.  Came home, got ready for my SOCCER GAME.  Played my heart out.  Came home, and WALKED THE DOG!!!!  Oh yes!!!What a day!  Food went something like thisplum, cliff bar, watermandarin chicken and rice, water1 applesauce thingamijig, water1 piece friend chicken, 2 helpings of cole slaw.  So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108976528336198280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108976528336198280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108976528336198280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108976528336198280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/07/oh-yeah-baby.html' title='Oh, YEAH BABY!!!!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108934926213569353</id><published>2004-07-08T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T22:01:02.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I posted yesterday, </title><summary type='text'>But it didn't show up.  huh, that' weird. Wait, now it is showing up.  AHHH!  I'm so confused!Anyway, my gym time was short and rushed.  too many things going on makes for a not so great workout, but it is definately better than nothing.  I just need to get back to working out inthe mornings.  That way I always get in a workout, and life doesn't get in the way as much. Unfortunately, I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108934926213569353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108934926213569353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108934926213569353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108934926213569353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-i-posted-yesterday.html' title='Well, I posted yesterday, '/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108917964344801113</id><published>2004-07-06T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T21:54:09.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'> I'm Back!</title><summary type='text'>From my lovely trip in New Orleans!!!  Actually I think I've been back for a week now, but we went to the beach for the fourth of July weekend!  I will tell you all about it, but it's kinda late now and I gotta go to work in the morning. Anyway, guess what I came home to???  A gym membership!  Jumpin jelly beans I love having the gym membership.  It's to the same place I went to last summer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108917964344801113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108917964344801113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108917964344801113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108917964344801113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-back.html' title=' I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108771329133151257</id><published>2004-06-19T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T23:34:51.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nawleans</title><summary type='text'>So things are going pretty good.  Besides my serious, and I mean SERIOUS sleep debt,I've been in high spirits.  I went up to UW today to take a placement test and although I think I bommed the test, I loved being  at college!!!  I can't wait!!!I've decided that I need a new goal.  Yes, I want to lose a certain amount of weight,  but I don't have anything like my senior project to work forwards.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108771329133151257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108771329133151257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108771329133151257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108771329133151257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/nawleans.html' title='Nawleans'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108718117766601137</id><published>2004-06-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:46:17.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay so I'm really frusturated</title><summary type='text'>The prom pic is on the side labeled "prom."  I really hate all this html junk...whatever happened to copy and pasting????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108718117766601137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108718117766601137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718117766601137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718117766601137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/okay-so-im-really-frusturated.html' title='Okay so I&apos;m really frusturated'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108718098330751877</id><published>2004-06-13T19:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:43:03.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, the pic is on the side there called "Prom," cuz I'm not computer saavy enough to figure out all this mambo jambo called html!!!EnjoyS (really curious about what I weigh right now...)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108718098330751877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108718098330751877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718098330751877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718098330751877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/okay-pic-is-on-side-there-called-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108718074880162348</id><published>2004-06-13T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:39:08.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>. /mypicture.jpg"&gt;. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108718074880162348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108718074880162348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718074880162348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718074880162348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/img-srchttpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108718064614481192</id><published>2004-06-13T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:37:26.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>img75.photobucket.com/albums/v228/smyshell/smgprom1.bmp</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108718064614481192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108718064614481192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718064614481192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718064614481192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/img75.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108718055944318833</id><published>2004-06-13T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:36:32.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><summary type='text'> .So I hope the link works...this is a pic of me and my date at prom....It's been an extremely eventful weekend.  Fri night was the parade of bands, Saturday was an early morning and I was in the Grand Floral parade, I did all 4.2 miles of the parade, playing, dancing screaming...and then I almost passed out due to exerting so much energy on no food.  Not a good idea.  Saturday June 12 was </summary><link rel='related' href='http://img75.photobucket.com/albums/v228/smyshell/smgprom1.bmp' title='WOW'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108718055944318833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108718055944318833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718055944318833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108718055944318833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108662913738308102</id><published>2004-06-07T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T10:25:37.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate my body</title><summary type='text'>Seriously.  Everything from my hair that wont stay straight, to my hormonal hormones,to my eyes that won't see, to my fat neck, to my saggy old lady boobs, to my back that plagues me with pain 24/7, to my bulging stomach, to my always existant very large love handles and butt, to my extra heavy periods, to my fat thighs that have never not rubbed against each other, to my knees that also rub each</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108662913738308102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108662913738308102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108662913738308102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108662913738308102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-hate-my-body.html' title='I hate my body'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108646005895234536</id><published>2004-06-05T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T11:27:38.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, my goodness!</title><summary type='text'>So Wednesday was placement testing and taking that boy out, Thur was Senior oral boards, band practice, and shopping with Heidi to get things ready for prom.  (By the way, I passed, so I'm am graduating!!!)  Fri was prom! Prom 2004 was held in the Crown Ballroom, a pretty small venue, actually.  The night was fun, it was a lot of firsts for me.  First, I went to the beauty school and got my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108646005895234536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108646005895234536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108646005895234536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108646005895234536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh, my goodness!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108615264820977696</id><published>2004-06-01T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:04:08.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldn't be this busy in June</title><summary type='text'>Food today:egg sammich on sourdough bread, cup of instant breakfastturkey sandwich, kudos peanutbutter bar, water2 donut holes, 2 grasshoppers,handful of pistachios, lots of H202 bowls of cheeseburger mac. i know, i know...1 fudgecicle, lots and lots of waterSo not the best foodwise but I am trying to get back in the habit of writing down what I eat so I stop eating so badly!!!  Anyway, my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108615264820977696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108615264820977696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108615264820977696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108615264820977696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-shouldnt-be-this-busy-in-june.html' title='I shouldn&apos;t be this busy in June'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108580041077860155</id><published>2004-05-28T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T20:13:30.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I actually did something today!!</title><summary type='text'>I was on my way to the gym, only to find out that it was closed!!!  So that made me made, but there was another hope so I called that gym and it was opened, but it cost over 6 dollars to work out!  So I was going to go home to go on the treadmill, but realized I probably wouldn't do anything if I went home.  finally, I went to the track and decided to get my run on.  I did my mile in 15 mins., </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108580041077860155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108580041077860155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108580041077860155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108580041077860155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-actually-did-something-today.html' title='I actually did something today!!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108577225906932955</id><published>2004-05-28T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T12:24:19.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh...</title><summary type='text'>Things have been really busy lately, but I don't have much to post weight loss wise because I haven't been doing anything to help it, only loose it.  So I guess I'm being bad and not posting when there's nothing good to post.  I'm waiting for my mom to come home...I have to go to work in a hour and a half and she is still no where to be found.  What are cell phones for again?  I may have to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108577225906932955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108577225906932955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108577225906932955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108577225906932955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/eh.html' title='Eh...'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108555148636435458</id><published>2004-05-25T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T23:04:46.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm feeling really fat...</title><summary type='text'>These last four days I have eaten TERRIBLY!!!  Why, you ask?  I was on a band trip to Canada.  I had a BLAST, but I feel so gross and fat to day.  Completely unattractive!  I've started work now, and mom starts soon, so that leaves me with almost zero time to go to the gym and that sucks because I only have it free for the next two weeks.  :(  I have no idea what I weigh but am almost positive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108555148636435458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108555148636435458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108555148636435458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108555148636435458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-im-feeling-really-fat.html' title='So I&apos;m feeling really fat...'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108516215460606563</id><published>2004-05-21T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:55:54.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOH!</title><summary type='text'>I forgot to mention- last night at the Mr. Columbia River Pageant two girls whom I haven't talked to in forever said they want to see my skirt that I made (because in my presentation we had to talk about our hobbies and such, and I mention that I like to sew and that I was wearing a skirt that I made)and that everyone was telling a lot of people about my presentation!  My friend Breanna said that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108516215460606563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108516215460606563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108516215460606563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108516215460606563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/oooh.html' title='OOOH!'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108516162414840829</id><published>2004-05-21T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T10:47:04.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things have been going by in a whirlwind....</title><summary type='text'>And they're only getting busier.  First, I must announce that both my mom and me got jobs in the SAME WEEK!!!!   That is so awesome!  Once we get our first paychecks we will be taking each other out to lunch!  I'm so excited for both of us!On top of that I have a million things going on.  18th birthdayGraduation!Trip to Canada (this weekend actually)Senior partySenior skip dayTrip to New </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108516162414840829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108516162414840829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108516162414840829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108516162414840829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/things-have-been-going-by-in-whirlwind.html' title='Things have been going by in a whirlwind....'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108492401791231355</id><published>2004-05-18T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T23:26:57.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life just gets in the way sometimes...</title><summary type='text'>So I was hoping to go swimming this morning.  Well that doesn't work if you go to bed at 1:10am, and have a presentation and paper due that day.  So then I was planning on going to the gym and having a kick butt workout.  I still want to go but it closes at 7 and I may have to watch my sister.  So...the treadmill?  oh, nevermind- I'm going to the gym now!!!  Anyway-(edit** was there about 50 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108492401791231355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108492401791231355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108492401791231355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108492401791231355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/life-just-gets-in-way-sometimes.html' title='Life just gets in the way sometimes...'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108485865032108847</id><published>2004-05-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T22:37:30.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Presentation Today</title><summary type='text'>So yes, albeit not as prepared as I would have liked, I wanted to go today, as I should have and been done with it.  Well, the class is only 50 minutes long.  We didn't start until about 3 minutes in, then the first girl went a whole 25 minutes (I think 17 is the max, but they'll cut you off at 20....) the second girl went 18 minutes, and there was just no time for me.  So, I get to be stressed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108485865032108847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108485865032108847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108485865032108847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108485865032108847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/no-presentation-today.html' title='No Presentation Today'/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108458601639879944</id><published>2004-05-14T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T18:53:36.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the depressing posts.  I've been in kind of a daze.  It's really hard to be an overweight teenager.  People just don't treat you like a human sometimes just because you have a few extra pounds around your body.  But forget that...I've been extremely stressed lately.  It's almost as bad as Dec/Jan when I was filling out all the applications for college.  This time it's my senior </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108458601639879944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108458601639879944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108458601639879944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108458601639879944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/sorry-for-depressing-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108397912713930417</id><published>2004-05-07T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T18:23:15.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am 17 years old, almost 18.It's 6:16 on a Friday night.  I'm going to a comedy show tonight,and nobody is going with me.  Only one person I asked said they would come, and that was yesterday.  Today, she said she would call me and let me know, but she had to work and wasn't feeling up to going out tonight.  She was supposed to call at 3.  It's after 6.Looks like I'm going by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108397912713930417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108397912713930417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108397912713930417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108397912713930417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-am-17-years-old-almost-18.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108319602570166403</id><published>2004-04-28T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T16:51:21.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE being depressed.  It's such a bad feeling.  I don't know what's worse tho...the feeling of being depressed or what causes it.  It's amazing how things can make you feel so bad so fast too.  Didn't wake up and go to the pool today.  I may go tonight but we'll see....brother has soccer practice, so of course that screws everybody's schedule up, but he has a chance to be A PROFESSIONAL </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108319602570166403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108319602570166403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108319602570166403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108319602570166403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-hate-being-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108312183708655245</id><published>2004-04-27T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T20:14:52.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So for the last 2 days I've stayed true to my exercise regimine.  (Although it's not that hard..2 days, right?)  I went to my aerobics class yesterday and then got a little more in my workout because the next hour in my self defense class we worked on striking and kicking and that actually got my heart rate up too!Today I went to the gym and did 30 minutes doing intervals on the elliptical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108312183708655245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108312183708655245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108312183708655245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108312183708655245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-for-last-2-days-ive-stayed-true-to.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108294994780028805</id><published>2004-04-25T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T20:32:39.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back!!!  (Although nobody really reads this thing so I don't think it really matters, but for my own records and purposes...)So Friday morning I left on a band trip to Reno and had a blast.  It was my first trip on a plane so I was excited.  Not so much after I learned I got motion sickness from it, however!  I spent about 65 bucks on food for 3 days...and tried to make some healthy choices</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108294994780028805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108294994780028805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108294994780028805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108294994780028805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-back-although-nobody-really-reads.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108252587278785212</id><published>2004-04-20T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T22:46:14.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, today I was going to go to the gym, but that didn't happen, so instead I went on the treadmill at home.  I did intervals, walking for 90 seconds and running for 30 seconds.  Occasionally I pushed it and ran for a minute.  I felt really good.  My mile wasn't much faster, but I didn't feel as tired after so I think that's definately an improvement!  I ended up going 30 min/1.60 miles/281 cals</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108252587278785212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108252587278785212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108252587278785212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108252587278785212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-today-i-was-going-to-go-to-gym.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108206949167579032</id><published>2004-04-15T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T15:55:30.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh.  I've decided to stop with that Clean Eating thing.  For the time being that is.  It's just really hard to do something like that when you don't have the sufficient foods, time, weather....  It's not worth me up starving all nigh because all there is left in the house is cereal or pb&amp;j sandwiches.  I'm just making myself cheat more so I will try and do this thing another time when the house</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108206949167579032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108206949167579032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108206949167579032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108206949167579032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108192361693592130</id><published>2004-04-13T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:24:12.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bfast- bowl of Malt o Meallunch- 1 pb&amp;j sandwichafterschool- piece of shake and bake chicken, mashed potatos and gravy, rootbeerdinner- a few pieces of shake n bake/bbq chicken (5 little wingy thingies in total)Later- 1 pb &amp;jSo I screwed up on my no eating carbs after 7.  Heh, figures I would screw up 2 days into it.  I was just starving tho.  Didn't get to go to the gym either so I prolly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108192361693592130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108192361693592130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108192361693592130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108192361693592130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/bfast-bowl-of-malt-o-meal-lunch-1-pbj.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108189956404307495</id><published>2004-04-13T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T16:43:19.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, my friend Stacy just started a blog.  Please go give her some motivitation and words of encourgament as well!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108189956404307495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108189956404307495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108189956404307495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108189956404307495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/oh-my-friend-stacy-just-started-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108189914215282738</id><published>2004-04-13T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T16:45:53.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright.  Here's what I ate yesterday.  Not too proud, but eh...bfast- pb&amp;j sandwich, cup of instant breakfastlunch- 1 hamburger (home), some jellybeansafterschool- 2 egg sandwiches, a fudge-cicle (sp?)dinner- 2 pieces of flat, thin beef ribs.   As far as my little challenge dealy, I did NOT eat after 7:00p.m.  You would not believe my craving, I was having dreams of me making cookies in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108189914215282738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108189914215282738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108189914215282738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108189914215282738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108166757320327227</id><published>2004-04-11T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T00:16:45.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well yesterday I went to the UW and walked my butt off.  Seriously, I don't understand the whole freshman 15 thing with all the walking!  (Well, except for the drinkers)  And of course, everything is shut down after 5 in the Union building except for the pizza place, so we had pizza.  Today I had-Subway sandwich (cold cut trio), sunchips, tea2 pieces of mom's bowl sandwich, gatorade1 boca </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108166757320327227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108166757320327227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108166757320327227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108166757320327227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-yesterday-i-went-to-uw-and-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108132095991611834</id><published>2004-04-06T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T23:59:45.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bfast: egg muffin(1 egg/sourdough muffin/small amount of cheese), grapes, cup of instant breakfastLunch: large fuji apple, pb&amp;jafter school: 16 oz. raspberry italian soda, lasagnaevening time: piece of heavenly hash cake from November( I was craving carbs and tired of pb&amp;j sandwiches I defrosted the wonderful chocolate cake from Thanksgiving!  Bad, bad, I know.  I'ts now almost midnight and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108132095991611834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108132095991611834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108132095991611834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108132095991611834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/bfast-egg-muffin1-eggsourdough.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108122983245645916</id><published>2004-04-05T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T22:40:57.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so after spending the weekend at my gramma's, and eating horribly, I wanted to start the week out right.  Bfast:  1 cup of instant breakfast, peanut butter and jelly sandwich, grapeslunch:  2 pieces of mom's "bowl sandwich" I ate mostly the innards and left the bread.  dinner: 1.5 helpings of spinach, cheese, mushroom lasagna, 2 peach snappleslater on: 3 or was it 4? Krispy Kremes.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108122983245645916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108122983245645916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108122983245645916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108122983245645916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/04/okay-so-after-spending-weekend-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108066912968653544</id><published>2004-03-30T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T09:55:45.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I need to get back in the swing of things.  I let myself go during my half summer break and now I need to get back in the swing of things.  My p.e. classes start tomorrow - aerobic dance conditioning and self defense.  The gym doesn't start for another week so I'm bummed about that.  If I don't have a schedule or a gym to go to I just feel blah.  I really wanna lose more body fat.  I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108066912968653544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108066912968653544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108066912968653544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108066912968653544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/okay-i-need-to-get-back-in-swing-of.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108050929622033231</id><published>2004-03-28T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T13:31:49.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I GOT IN!!!!!!!!!  The University of Washington FINALLY accepted me!!!  Yahoooooo!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108050929622033231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108050929622033231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108050929622033231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108050929622033231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-got-in-university-of-washington.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108041696670787111</id><published>2004-03-27T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T11:52:58.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My dress</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108041696670787111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108041696670787111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108041696670787111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108041696670787111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/my-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108018035593744560</id><published>2004-03-24T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T18:09:24.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh.  frusturating.  I don't know why it won't let me put a link to my dress.  Anyway, it's a halter top with a pink bow under the boobs that goes all the way to the back.  In the back bottom comes out this pink material with fancy embroidery and is all poofy on the bottom.  A-line bottoms are awesome!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108018035593744560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108018035593744560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108018035593744560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108018035593744560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-108018018036597084</id><published>2004-03-24T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T18:06:28.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found my prom dress!!!!  let's see if this will work...   I love it and surprisingly it was a size 13!!!  I first tried on the 17 hoping that it would fit.  It did and Mom thought the 13 would fit for some reason, so I thought I would make her happy even tho I was almost positive it wouldn't fit.  But it did!!!  And it looked even better on me than the 17!  So now I need to do a lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/108018018036597084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=108018018036597084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108018018036597084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/108018018036597084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-found-my-prom-dress-lets-see-if-this.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107954899539299615</id><published>2004-03-17T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T10:46:33.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, life just SUCKS.  Plain and simple.  This also the rut I've been in lately (in pretty much all aspects of my existence right now) and I so desperately want to be out of.  I want to be happy.  I really really do.  Anyway, it's final week at Clark.  So that means my little 10 week challenge is over as well.  Here are the numbers:  10 weeks ago-Neck: 13 3/4 inchest: 40waist: 35rt.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107954899539299615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107954899539299615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107954899539299615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107954899539299615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/sometimes-life-just-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107923962766197983</id><published>2004-03-13T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T20:50:20.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh.  Last night I was with my friends at this athletic club that their church rented for the night.  It was a lot of fun...I wanted to go swimming but I that didn't happen due to my eggs dropping and my hair being straightened a few days before.  So I spent the night playing raquetball, volleyball and some weird game with  a basketball.  It was fun.  I've never played raquetball before so I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107923962766197983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107923962766197983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107923962766197983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107923962766197983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107880035817573233</id><published>2004-03-08T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T18:49:04.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELLO!So this morning I really felt like staying in my bed and sleeping for an extra hour.  But, I didn't and got up and went swimming. Swimming could have been a lot better had I had some goggles and if there wasn't the old lady who had an attitude, but it was good.  Then I got dressed and hopped over to my weight training class where I learned the Power Clean.  Difficult lift but it was cool </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107880035817573233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107880035817573233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107880035817573233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107880035817573233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/hello-so-this-morning-i-really-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107869797807914803</id><published>2004-03-07T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T14:22:42.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I haven't exercised in a long time.  Since last Tuesday to be exact so this morning I got up and was going to go on the treadmill.  Well mom was doing homework and I didn't want to disturb her so I decided to go on a bike ride which was really fun.  I rode around the neighborhood for a little over a half an hour.  It is such a nice day today I'm glad I went out and did something.  More later</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107869797807914803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107869797807914803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107869797807914803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107869797807914803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-i-havent-exercised-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107850742405954239</id><published>2004-03-05T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:26:45.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FRUSTURATING.  How do you post pictures???  I got a site to post them, but it's now working.  Help!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107850742405954239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107850742405954239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107850742405954239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107850742405954239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/frusturating.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107850704413068916</id><published>2004-03-05T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:20:25.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just read the Skinny Daily from the other day and I really need to read it more.   What really got to me is what I am able to do now, or what I look forward to be able to do once I lose weight.  So far I have accomplished one thing that I seriously have not EVER been able to do.  I tried on clothes with other girls my age at the mall, and then showed them what it looked like.  Everytime I go or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107850704413068916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107850704413068916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107850704413068916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107850704413068916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-just-read-skinny-daily-from-other.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107846602921141133</id><published>2004-03-04T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T21:56:49.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No exercise in 2 days sucks.  Things have just been really crazy with the basketball team going to state.  Tomorrow will be the 3rd day in a row of going to to the Tacoma Dome.  So what have I eaten??  I don't even wanna know but I need to write it.  -scrambled eggs, hashbrowns, 2 pieces of toast on white bread, small pc. of bacon (Hey, I was at gramma's...)-leftover yakisoba noodles and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107846602921141133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107846602921141133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107846602921141133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107846602921141133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/03/no-exercise-in-2-days-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107803941801319821</id><published>2004-02-28T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T23:26:32.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So my weight hasn't changed for the better.  Actually it seems to fluctuate between 196 -200, which is really not making me very happy.  I have to take pictures of myself since I haven't done in a few months so I can see my progress because I am EXTREMELY frustruated right now.  Band is not good for eating.  No, not when you're in a bus for nearly 2 days straight going all over Washington </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107803941801319821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107803941801319821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107803941801319821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107803941801319821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-my-weight-hasnt-changed-for-better.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107734213401375424</id><published>2004-02-20T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T21:44:56.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I got up at 5 in the morning, dressed in my whole garb, hopped in the car, drove to school, and got on a school bus to Olympia, the state capital to talk with legislatures and senators from our state.  It wasn't quite what I thought it was going to be, but I'm glad I did it.  It was a great opportunity.  I was AMAZED how they actually want to hear from people.  So I was gone from about 5:30</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107734213401375424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107734213401375424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107734213401375424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107734213401375424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/today-i-got-up-at-5-in-morning-dressed.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107716642795215129</id><published>2004-02-18T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T20:56:27.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's just get right to it.   Bfast- 2 small pancakes, bowl of fruitlunch- 1 turkey on wheat sandwich, cranberry juiceafter school- a small amount of chilli and fritos scoops.  I wanted to finish it, but I was in a frenzy about my math classat math class- 1 peanut butter choco chip granola bar-only 120 calories-I was surprisedafter math class 9:00- bowl of spaghetti, cranberry juiceWell, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107716642795215129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107716642795215129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107716642795215129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107716642795215129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/lets-just-get-right-to-it.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107704436132985760</id><published>2004-02-17T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T11:01:59.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So now I have a new reason to lose weight.  I am NOT going to Florida weighing 200 lbs.  Nope, hopefully I can be 170 or less by June 16th!!!!  I finally figured out what I am going to do for my senior trip.  It's a 7 day 6 night trip with about 500 people in beautiful warm, sandy beach, blue water FLORIDA!!  I will wear my bikini and I will be confident about myself.  I am soooooooooo excited </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107704436132985760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107704436132985760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107704436132985760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107704436132985760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-now-i-have-new-reason-to-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107665710280251364</id><published>2004-02-12T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T23:27:35.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If tempting food is in front of me, I eat it.  I can't help it.  If there is something bad for me, it's like I know it's bad for me, and I don't need it, but it's there.  And I eat it.  We've got to get rid of the chips Grandma brought, we've got to get rid of the cookie dough...and my sisters CANNOT bring home more of their Valentines Day party treats.  Anyway, I think my eating was okay today </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107665710280251364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107665710280251364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107665710280251364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107665710280251364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/if-tempting-food-is-in-front-of-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107638848329640731</id><published>2004-02-09T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:50:30.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food so far:bfast- large bowl of yogurt, granola, grapes and an applelunch- leftover chinese---(veggie chicken and rice) and  a small amount of squash spaghettiafter school- more leftoversmath class- my sweet tooth came into play because I can't do math....after math class-- either lasagne or more spaghetti, haven't decided yet.No exercise today.  No time to exercise.  I really hate my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107638848329640731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107638848329640731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107638848329640731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107638848329640731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/food-so-far-bfast-large-bowl-of-yogurt.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107628995039739402</id><published>2004-02-08T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T17:28:16.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man o man.  I've eaten like crap.  Yeah, I could blame it on my grandma, whom upon her visit when I asked for 1 reeses candy, buys 2 bags of resses, 2 bags of rolos, 2 bags of cheetos, and REGULAR soda!!!  But then again, it's just as much my fault for eating it, plus the hamburger and fries and mcdonalds, plus the ice cream, plus the donut....I did dance last night, as it was Tolo.  I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107628995039739402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107628995039739402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107628995039739402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107628995039739402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/man-o-man.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107601065595966943</id><published>2004-02-05T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T11:53:18.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So hopefully I'm starting to get back in the swing of things.  Today I got up and went to my circuit training classes, where again we did 30 second intervals on each machine going back and forth from cardio to weights.  It got my heart rate up and we really didn't stop until after 40 minutes, when we stretched.  It felt really good.  Then I walked up and down the campus, then drove to the pool to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107601065595966943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107601065595966943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107601065595966943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107601065595966943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-hopefully-im-starting-to-get-back.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107586081009176572</id><published>2004-02-03T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T18:15:49.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I forgot to mention that I finally put some comments on my blog!  And for exercise I did about 40-45 minutes of circuit training, spending 30 seconds about on each machine!  Classes for next quarter are nice- a music aerobic type class thingy, self defense, and an english class!  Yeah for taking an easy load!!!  I need it!s</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107586081009176572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107586081009176572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107586081009176572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107586081009176572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-forgot-to-mention-that-i-finally-put.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107586056354425648</id><published>2004-02-03T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T18:11:43.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I'm back.  And now I weigh 197.  Hmm.  I didn't loose my 2 pounds this week.  I'm pretty disappointed with that.  But Mom has decided to loose 6 pounds a month, and I will join her with that quest.  But that's pretty much what I've been doing.  I've lost 17/18 pounds in a little over 3 months, so not bad.  But if I kept up with that, I'd be 179 when April 30th comes around, which is bikini </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107586056354425648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107586056354425648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107586056354425648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107586056354425648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/02/okay-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107535582904357992</id><published>2004-01-28T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T21:59:19.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been in a slump in the past few days.  Why have I been making these poor food choices???  I know I shouldn't be eating them, but I do!  Get me out of this rut!Weight training has been good.  I'm feeling the pain in my chest, back and arms today!  I actually did some weighted squats today.  I only did the bar weight which is 45 pounds but it was really easy so next week I'm gunna up it!S</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107535582904357992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107535582904357992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107535582904357992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107535582904357992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-been-in-slump-in-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107522722594647116</id><published>2004-01-27T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T10:15:55.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>196.2!!!!!!In 6 days!!!S</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107522722594647116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107522722594647116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107522722594647116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107522722594647116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/01/196.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107509895248899298</id><published>2004-01-25T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T22:37:59.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I am 17 right?  I'm allowed to eat like a teenager sometimes, right?It's just not fair that so many other people my age have it easy.  They weren't born with problems that attributed to being 100 pounds over their ideal body weight.  It's not fair.  Yes, I ate bad, bad, bad, bad.  It was the day of the jazz festival.  the school's chicken sandwick and famous french fries, bag of cheddar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107509895248899298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107509895248899298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107509895248899298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107509895248899298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-i-am-17-right-im-allowed-to-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107481875693957588</id><published>2004-01-22T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:47:59.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up with a really weak feeling this morning.  I was so weak I had to brush my teeth kneeling on my knees.  I had a terrible feeling in my stomach....like butterflies had decided they were taking over, and then, I puked.  And puked some more and it wouldn't stop.  So far the only thing I had eaten was maybe a cup of applesauce, and 10 minutes later it was all gone.  So I didn't go to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107481875693957588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107481875693957588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107481875693957588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107481875693957588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-woke-up-with-really-weak-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107475055248564400</id><published>2004-01-21T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T21:51:13.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food for the day:Bfast- small apple, yogurt bar, waterlunch- homemade hamburger, 1 cup of veggiesafter school- chicken patty sandwich, applesauce, snickers bardinner- chicken and veggie soupRandom thoughts for the day:The Apprentice is now my favorite show!Can someone tell me what is going on in guys heads?????  I don't understand!My bones and muscels hurt.  I'm too young for this!I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107475055248564400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107475055248564400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107475055248564400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107475055248564400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/01/food-for-day-bfast-small-apple-yogurt.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6012020.post-107472943678802897</id><published>2004-01-21T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T15:59:17.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So.....I weighed myself today.  I didn't expect there to be much change, if any maybe .5 of a pound.  But at the end of my weight training class do you know what the scale said???                                          198.5YES!!!  I made it below 200 and am completely ecstatic.  That's 3.5 pounds since the last time I weighed!  I did notice that 2 of my size 18 pants were really baggy the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/feeds/107472943678802897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6012020&amp;postID=107472943678802897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107472943678802897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6012020/posts/default/107472943678802897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smyshell.blogspot.com/2004/01/so.html' title=''/><author><name>June Pearl</name><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>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
