<?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-8554651543217449279</id><updated>2011-08-01T11:54:50.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm random, so I put here and hope you understand</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-5950706384443727470</id><published>2009-07-13T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:07:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, I swear I'l try harder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, so I haven't posted anything in about a year. But it's because no one looks at this thing. So, I'm going to keep this, but if you read this comment so I know someone besides erin looks at it (and shes on a mission so she probably cant...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;COMMENT!!! NOW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-5950706384443727470?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/5950706384443727470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=5950706384443727470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/5950706384443727470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/5950706384443727470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-i-swear-il-try-harder.html' title='Ok, I swear I&apos;l try harder...'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-6439320961546242694</id><published>2008-09-15T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:56:08.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY COW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Holy cow guys (to whoever reads this) I'm so sorry I have'nt updated ANYTHING recently! But, as for most of you, summer is in fact OVER! I know sad. Well, last time I was on this, I was about to leave for Colorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some things that went down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Only hung out with the staff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. Within the above, I hung out with the kid's counselors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. I was given a Guitar... (Yes, GIVEN!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. I got to see one of my best friends (The other half of my name: Emeline)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5. I had Red... AGAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6. Christine let me pass her on a ride (So did ET), it's rare....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7. Had an awesome square dance... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8. And Remebered why Colorado is her life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246412356364379474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SM8APc5RpVI/AAAAAAAAABE/m-EpvKbL-HM/s320/2008+colorado+1+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, so after that, i went to limestone college for a LAX camp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What happened there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1: Met some pretty awesome people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2: Had a lot of laughs with my Suite mates (EARMUFFS!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3: got a INTENSE, CRAZY ankle brace tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4: and my team won the championships... hmm, Coach A, need some pointers??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND FINALLY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WENT TO ROCKBROOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know, epic. i was a CA this year. CA have to plan banquet every year and we decided our theme would be MARDI GRAS. yes, i know, best theme ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Important things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1: Eunice and Mickey Peppers forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2: He just hit puberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sooo, i just realized that there is wayyyy to much for me to write so, if you want to know anything about my wonderful camp experience, ask me :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE MY CAMP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Lovealways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-6439320961546242694?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/6439320961546242694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=6439320961546242694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/6439320961546242694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/6439320961546242694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/09/holy-cow.html' title='HOLY COW!!'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SM8APc5RpVI/AAAAAAAAABE/m-EpvKbL-HM/s72-c/2008+colorado+1+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-5242816181054066703</id><published>2008-07-24T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:40:09.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mormons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can I just say that I love Mormons. They are my favorite. I'm even rasing the money to go visit the best Mormons ever in Logan, Utah. Don't judge them, get to know them. They are the best people you will ever meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-5242816181054066703?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/5242816181054066703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=5242816181054066703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/5242816181054066703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/5242816181054066703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mormons.html' title='My Mormons'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-4406438937472174744</id><published>2008-06-20T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:08:04.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, let me introduce you to my family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So much goes on behind the scenes of our family. See, I had no clue my cousin was in this short film made my collarsup.com. She was in a short called the IKEA protest. She's the one that complains about the docks. and just to let you know she is not from a long line of dock people, she comes froma long line of farmers. and she isn't even from NY. She's from GEORGIA. How times change. Oh book design artist doesn't equal actor. Haha, I'm just kidding I love my cousin. Go check out the video at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collarsup.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;www.collarsup.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-4406438937472174744?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/4406438937472174744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=4406438937472174744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/4406438937472174744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/4406438937472174744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/06/well-let-me-introduce-you-to-my-family.html' title='Well, let me introduce you to my family...'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-3308600630116882841</id><published>2008-06-03T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:01:05.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockbrook... can't wait for it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to tell you that every student waits for summer. That's what I've been waiting for. Or so I thought. Now that summer is here, I realized it's not summer I wanted so bad. It was camp.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need the people (campers and counselors), &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need the hill and the stars along side it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need the beds, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need the fact that there is no AC and we go into the freezer to get cold, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need someone to turn around and make me laugh during freeze, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need inside jokes that don't even make since to the ones on the inside, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to burst out in to Disney songs and song from musicals with my friends, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need someone to make up a nickname for me I don't even understand, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need my random games of three way dodgeball and tennis or soccer, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as wierd as it may seem... I need someone to laugh with me whenever I do something really stupid. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's my home away from home. I love the people, they are my family. I need it. It's my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home is were the heart is, and my heart is at camp...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rockbrook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Camp Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-3308600630116882841?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/3308600630116882841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=3308600630116882841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/3308600630116882841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/3308600630116882841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-want-to-tell-you-that-every_03.html' title='Rockbrook... can&apos;t wait for it'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-339466683068879551</id><published>2008-05-28T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:50:49.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zac Efron</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, Erin Taylor, I am in fact making fun of you with my template.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-339466683068879551?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/339466683068879551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=339466683068879551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/339466683068879551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/339466683068879551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/05/zac-efron.html' title='Zac Efron'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-291107190381419283</id><published>2008-05-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:55:33.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parasailing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SD2agoXc45I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Gfgg7rcah8c/s1600-h/Exams+and+beach+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205486629692433298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SD2agoXc45I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Gfgg7rcah8c/s320/Exams+and+beach+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SD2aOIXc44I/AAAAAAAAAA0/aW3rPkTjr-U/s1600-h/Exams+and+beach+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205486311864853378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SD2aOIXc44I/AAAAAAAAAA0/aW3rPkTjr-U/s320/Exams+and+beach+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello!! It's been a while hasn't it. Well, I had exams so don't judge. I thought I would tell you about my recent experience &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;PARASAILING! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It wa so much fun. I went with my best friend Casey. And let me tell you, she is one to entertain. Well, it wasn't all fun and games. We went after a group we called Zimbabwe. But right before we were about to take off the captian dude goes, 'I think we may a broken a fuel line, no big deal. I can fix it.' Well does he know fuel BURNS? But he did eventually fix it. And while we were up in the air (No problems by the way) Casey decided to make me pee my pant by saying, and I quote: Now I know why Colombus thought the world was flat. Thank you Casey Gilliland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-291107190381419283?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/291107190381419283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=291107190381419283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/291107190381419283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/291107190381419283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/05/parasailing.html' title='Parasailing'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SD2agoXc45I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Gfgg7rcah8c/s72-c/Exams+and+beach+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-8363639205202274135</id><published>2008-05-07T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:49:20.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTWARD BOUND '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hellooooo everyone. It's been a while since I have had something interesting to tell you all about. But, recently I got back from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUTWARD BOUND '08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Let me tell you, it just may have been the 3rd best experience of my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIFE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It comes after Summer of oh-seven and Lacrosse of oh-eight. But, still. I had such a great time. I really became close with everybody in my crew, and I really 'found' myself, if you want to call it that. But, there was no joke in that sentence. We had to draw a map of our lives and I remembered a ton of things about what has happened in my life. Here is a picture of my map:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SCe2N_R4aYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8p2Ofcwmm7U/s1600-h/ob+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199328580453558706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SCe5y_R4abI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hwvOap1_8gE/s320/ob+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But anyway. I also had some great people in my group. In fact, I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SCe3FvR4aZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OglU-Sov_6c/s1600-h/ob+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199325604041222546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SCe3FvR4aZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OglU-Sov_6c/s320/ob+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; one of my good friends, Annie in my group. That's her to the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um, let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I drew my map, I got to sit on a cliff that fell forever. I slept 3 times within my 3 hour solo, as it is so called. This was the view from my cliff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199326909711280546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SCe4RvR4aaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pNkH3tyaqfA/s320/ob+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our camp site was one of those two holes you see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a pretty awesome time. Trust me, it is better than it sounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-8363639205202274135?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/8363639205202274135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=8363639205202274135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/8363639205202274135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/8363639205202274135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/05/hellooooo-everyone.html' title='OUTWARD BOUND &apos;08'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_e2dRHNBKfNY/SCe5y_R4abI/AAAAAAAAAAk/hwvOap1_8gE/s72-c/ob+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554651543217449279.post-8884102144589476658</id><published>2008-04-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T11:57:03.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Mother Earth and Inhabiants</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, my friend Erin has this blogging thing and I have always wanted to comment on it instead of calling her, and it just so happens that I didn't have one until now. Well, haha guess what?! I now can comment. But that is not the entire point of this sudden burst of creativity, spontaneity (good word, eh? No, I'm not Canadian,) and whatever. If you actually know me, I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;random (I had fun with that coloring didn't I?) I have some of the most random stories you will ever hear. Also, exams are coming up which means:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;PROCRASTINATION SEASON!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duh Duh Duh! And guess what is after exams?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;SUMMER!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello: Best Friends, Beach, Colorado, CAMP, and a tan.... maybe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. Well, I guess that is you introduction to me. Aren't you excited :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554651543217449279-8884102144589476658?l=emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/feeds/8884102144589476658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554651543217449279&amp;postID=8884102144589476658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/8884102144589476658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554651543217449279/posts/default/8884102144589476658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emilylaurenklapthor.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-my-friend-erin-has-this-blogging.html' title='Hello, Mother Earth and Inhabiants'/><author><name>Emily Klapthor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09482029021836690572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
