<?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-2198152965929860308</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:43:28.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's Freshman Experience</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-2650556236295121167</id><published>2010-05-16T18:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:28:50.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Home!</title><content type='html'>I've started the new blog! Keep on following!!&lt;div&gt;www.sarahderrick.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-2650556236295121167?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/2650556236295121167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blog-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2650556236295121167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2650556236295121167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blog-home.html' title='New Blog Home!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-2608719523325983112</id><published>2010-05-06T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:41:31.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of An Era</title><content type='html'>Well. I really have been putting this off, since it is the last hoorah, the grand finale, the final post, the end of an era if you will...&lt;div&gt;Freshman year is over, and honestly I do not like that one bit! Obviously, I'm glad exams are over and I'm glad the stress of the year is over, but I feel like I just moved in!! I was just getting used to living in the attic, the hall baths, the laundry, the library, mastering the art of just how late I can sleep in to still make it to class on time. All these things have become a part of a routine I've gotten into. More than that, though, I've gotten used to being around some of the best people ever! I'm going to miss being able to walk maybe 10 steps to go see Blythe. I'm going to miss being within about 2 minutes of all my friends! It is going to be very strange being without all these people and things I've grown accustomed to over the past 9ish months! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to stray from the sentimental side, I'll tell you how the year ended up and what to expect in the weeks and months to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived exam week oh-10. Barely, but I did. I stayed up one too many times within the last two weeks of school, and I spent a whole day in tears (I'd say because of the lack of sleep and my ever present trait of procrastination). I lost it in the middle of my chemistry exam. That was attractive and I'm sure uncomfortable to those in the room with me. Similar situation to the girl who was behind me when I feel in front of Springs? I think so. Anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biology. I honestly don't think I am a biology major anymore. I think I've realized I was more attracted to the title of "Dr." than I was to the actual schooling and commitment it takes to earn it. Of course, I'm not completely giving up on the idea, but I am actively seeking other alternatives. Religion major? Maybe. Still a biology major? More than likely, nope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you readers may or may not know, I enjoy a good excursion during exam week. Last semester it was a trip to see Christmas lights. This semester... a trip to Greenville to get my cartilage pierced. I took Anna with me, therefore, some of the blame can be placed on her. My reasoning is threefold:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm going to be a camp counselor this summer. This is going to greatly help my image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I kind of feel like I'm going through a midlife crisis, but at a much earlier age... old men get new cars, I get a new piercing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm a freshman in college, this will probably come out come senior year when it is time to look for a job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. Exam week vs. Sarah. It was a close fight at times, but I think I ended up on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's coming up in the future? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave for camp in 2ish weeks. I will be without much technology, so blogging will take a back burner. Just kidding! Of course I can't let these experiences go untold, so I'm starting a new blog!! How exactly I'm going to manage the blogging is still up in the air. It will happen though, don't you worry! I'll post the link to my new blog on here and on my facebook once it's up and running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to end this post, because with it kind of officially marks the end to my freshman year. It's been fun! I know I've enjoyed myself! There's more to come... more weird situations, more funny stories, three more years at PC. (I'm saying all of this more as assurance for myself, not so much for yall)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One down. Three to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-2608719523325983112?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/2608719523325983112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2608719523325983112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2608719523325983112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/05/end-of-era.html' title='The End of An Era'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-1814572526929924990</id><published>2010-04-06T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:10:05.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just found this in the drafts..</title><content type='html'>So I was looking through old posts, and came across a story I never shared on the blog.&lt;div&gt;Embarrassing moment #547 of the year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADPi had an eat-a-thon at Steamers in Clinton one night several months ago. A portion of the proceeds went to Ronald McDonald House, ADPi's philanthropy. So. Callie Neal, yes I blame Callie, had these McDonald's Halloween costumes. One was a thing of fries and one was a milkshake, both displaying the McDonald's logo. Callie thought it would be a great idea for us to wear these to said event in order to play up our philanthropy. Why she even had these here I school, I have no idea. So, we go to Steamers. I refused to wear the costume, at this point I had been appointed milkshake, throughout dinner. So we finished eating, and Callie told me it was time for our plan to go into action. So we went out to her car, threw on these treasures, and headed for the door to make a grand entrance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are in these costumes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S7uT-PYUhCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HN8-YQZwq44/s1600/20359_1196762808026_1497150028_30446264_6644318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S7uT-PYUhCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HN8-YQZwq44/s320/20359_1196762808026_1497150028_30446264_6644318_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457118070979200034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was packed! Not just with ADPis, but other people also. Looking back on the situation, I honestly don't know what reaction I was expecting when I walked through the door. Well. We walked in. People just stared. No reaction whatsoever. Just stared for a few long seconds and went back to eating. Awkward...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This describes how we both felt after the incident...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S7uT-YIYdxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EwG-_MCieMM/s1600/20359_1196762768025_1497150028_30446263_1624867_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S7uT-YIYdxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EwG-_MCieMM/s320/20359_1196762768025_1497150028_30446263_1624867_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457118073328269074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, embarrassed. Callie, not really phased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-1814572526929924990?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/1814572526929924990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-found-this-in-drafts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/1814572526929924990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/1814572526929924990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-found-this-in-drafts.html' title='Just found this in the drafts..'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S7uT-PYUhCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HN8-YQZwq44/s72-c/20359_1196762808026_1497150028_30446264_6644318_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-4082061287918044325</id><published>2010-04-01T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T20:02:50.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, April Fools snuck up on me. Luckily I was able to get in on a well-established prank. Some of you may have seen in an earlier blog post the prank involving a dollar bill on the sidewalk. Well, it was back in action today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The set up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A room on the first floor, compliments of Elizabeth Nickles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dollar with a hole in it and a string attached.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A person who is willing to keep running outside to reset the trap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people fell for it! It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You may want to scroll down and turn off the music to fully enjoy these...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a61cc7267d1ec8e8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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A girl rode by on a bike. I said, "wouldn't it be hilarious if she turned around?" Well. She did. Parked her bike and hopped off to be a dollar richer. We yanked it away, bless her heart! She then heard us laughing and saw me with my camera. She told me to put the video on youtube. I assured her it would be on my blog. I spoke this through tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best. One. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-33164bd00e4fc666" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33164bd00e4fc666%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331710192%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FF07686C8E5FBD571D951FE66621F286CB76E7A.32E272EBCF9351943C44EC01D5CB4BD3B6D75A08%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33164bd00e4fc666%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWXnQQIhNCcuzLUclFIwSFEmupwk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D33164bd00e4fc666%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331710192%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FF07686C8E5FBD571D951FE66621F286CB76E7A.32E272EBCF9351943C44EC01D5CB4BD3B6D75A08%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D33164bd00e4fc666%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWXnQQIhNCcuzLUclFIwSFEmupwk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she offered to put the dollar back in place. Bless her heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New updates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Housing sign up happened today. I will be living in the same dorm, just one floor down. I'm excited, however I feel that 3 flights of stairs will still tire me. Whatevs, maybe by senior year I'll be on ground level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I'm home for Easter break! I packed at the last minute, as I always do. What did I forget to bring home this time? Oh, just makeup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-OH! I found out today that I will be a camp counselor at Lutheridge this summer!!! I'm just so excited!! Things to do: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Order Chacos. Those shoes are ugly, but I have heard I need these to fit in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Buy some bandannas and some hats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Stock up on nike shorts and t-shirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Buy a new pair of tennis shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Work on cutting back my shower time from approximately 20 minutes to anywhere from 0-7 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now!! This weekend is Easter, and I'm just SO excited!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Remember, after Sunday you can whip out your white!!!**&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/2198152965929860308-4082061287918044325?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/4082061287918044325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4082061287918044325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4082061287918044325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-1974989556700263578</id><published>2010-03-21T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:06:33.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"But I REALLY can't play basketball!"</title><content type='html'>Just because you are born with the gift of height does not mean you are born with the gift of coordination or athleticism. &lt;div&gt;Example. Today I went from the library to the gym to &lt;i&gt;support &lt;/i&gt;ADPi's intramural basketball team. So I walked in, looked at our opponent and thought to myself that we better have a good team together because those girls were fierce. So not all the ADPis showed up that were supposed to play. Who gets roped into playing? That's right friends. Me. Who doesn't have not only any basketball experience, but also no experience on any sort of organized team at all? Yep. That's me too. The reasoning behind my being on this team? Twofold. One: I was wearing appropriate clothing. Two: I'm tall. I tried to explain to my fellow ADPis how inadequately prepared I am, but no success. I threw on a ripe smelling jersey and went to it. So. To review: &lt;div&gt;1. No basketball experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. No coordination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. No concept of the rules or purpose of the game of basketball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The game started. I was appointed to go head to head to try to gain possession of the ball. I want to say this is called tipping off, but I'm not too sure. Being the tallest one on the court, I was given this premo task by default. I could have told you this was a bad idea, but at this point, I had stopped trying to convey the fact that I was essentially worthless to the team. I had decided to roll with it. As you can imagine, I did not gain ADPi possession of the ball. My time on the court was limited to maybe 2 minutes. I kept the bench warm for the remainder of the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADPi lost. I'm wondering if I'm now permanently on the team! Dear goodness, I hope not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People have always told me that I should play basketball or volleyball, just based off the fact that I'm tall. Well, I would invite those people to come and watch this next game that I will very possibly be playing in, and they will quickly take back those words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson today... Never go to watch an intramural game if you are wearing exercise clothes or tennis shoes. You will be forced to play and you will not be able to weasel your way out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-1974989556700263578?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/1974989556700263578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/but-i-really-cant-play-basketball.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/1974989556700263578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/1974989556700263578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/but-i-really-cant-play-basketball.html' title='&quot;But I REALLY can&apos;t play basketball!&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-8935288651719767593</id><published>2010-03-16T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T17:44:34.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty....</title><content type='html'>"Pretty Pin Attire this week goes to Sarah Derrick," said Anna! SO exciting!! See, Anna is ADPi's director of standards, meaning she make sure everyone keeps it together. Every Tuesday we have to dress up and look pretty for ADPi. Well, every week at chapter, Anna gives out a Pretty Pin Attire award. The name of this award is self explanatory. So I had just given up on ever getting this high honor, because I mean, its not like she's going to give it to her sister! However, I still tried to look nice every week, for the sake of Alpha Delta Pi. So this week- I must say I did love the dress I was wearing- I was just sitting in chapter, Anna got up to do her weekly thing, and she announced that I had gotten the Pretty Pin Attire award!!!! So exciting!!!!!! What a great Tuesday! Here's a recent picture taken of myself with sweet Anna: &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S6AinMjFdDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PbzdKBzJEzY/s1600-h/25222_10150130094230538_680250537_11175323_1643372_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S6AinMjFdDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PbzdKBzJEzY/s320/25222_10150130094230538_680250537_11175323_1643372_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449393605896926258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, we were matching. Straight up twins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its time for me to get to studying Old Testament! You would think that having a pastor in the house would give me some sort of advantage in this class, but so far that has proven to be false.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-8935288651719767593?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/8935288651719767593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/pretty.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8935288651719767593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8935288651719767593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/pretty.html' title='Pretty....'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S6AinMjFdDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PbzdKBzJEzY/s72-c/25222_10150130094230538_680250537_11175323_1643372_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-467226972192182761</id><published>2010-03-08T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:32:27.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March is coming in like a lamb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;... hopefully someone else did that activity in elementary school. You always had to predict how the beginning of March was going to be..&lt;/div&gt;Anyway. Glad Jack Frost peaced out a week late. Here we are back at school and its so nice outside! If it weren't totally inappropriate I would be laying out between classes!&lt;div&gt;So today amongst this marvelous warm front, Blythe and I decided to take a walk around campus. Now if you're a veteran follower of my blog, you may remember the last time I took a stroll around campus. The birds took aim on me, if you will. But I am glad to report no such occurrences happened this time! I just love this weather! With it comes Jack Rogers, spring pin attire, and EASTER!  Love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, so the other night we watched Julie&amp;amp; Julia when I was home. As most of you probably know, its about a girl who has a heck of a blog! So much so that they ended up making a movie about it! That needs to be me. So start writing letters all you faithful blog followers! Paramount, Dreamworks, Disney, MGM, Warner Brothers. GET ON IT! Send in some samples of my work perhaps..? Thanks so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-467226972192182761?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/467226972192182761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-is-coming-in-like-lamb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/467226972192182761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/467226972192182761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-is-coming-in-like-lamb.html' title='March is coming in like a lamb!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-1408133329422940415</id><published>2010-03-03T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:24:40.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst. Packer. Ever.</title><content type='html'>SPRING BREAKK!!!!&lt;div&gt;This week is spring break!!!! Although it snowed here in Lexington while I was at the beach. Spring? Maybe not.  Regardless. The future suite, aka Blythe, Callie, Emma, and me, headed down to Seabrook for the first part of the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were on our way down to the beach, and all of the sudden I realized I had left my boots at home. The more I thought about it, not only did I leave my boots, I left all shoes at home! And I was wearing black flats. Good. This was shaping up to be a very pretty week for outfits! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped at Myabi on the way down for dinner! Mmmmmm! By the way, I love me some hibachi! So anyway, we got down there and unloaded our food for the week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48wfmMoUvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-pqxbREhdds/s1600-h/DSCN0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48wfmMoUvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-pqxbREhdds/s320/DSCN0648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444623793901818610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing it was too cold to lay out, because this spring break diet was not conducive to my being in a bathing suit (which I forgot, anyway...)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we enjoyed days of watching movies and being lazy! Monday Kate came to visit and we headed into Charleston!! SO exciting! We hit up King Street, obviously. I didn't get ANYTHING in Charleston! So sad! We went on a mad hunt for Callie's cup dress! We ended up in Mt. Pleasant, but I was determined to make it back to The Battery in Charleston for some pictures! And we made it, barely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48yv7_0apI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LKC-jCWZ5CM/s1600-h/DSCN0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48yv7_0apI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/LKC-jCWZ5CM/s320/DSCN0650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626273654827666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There wasn't anyone around for us to pawn our cameras off on, so we had to rotate who was in pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48ywD7z86I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xyofr1Z1sLM/s1600-h/DSCN0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48ywD7z86I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xyofr1Z1sLM/s320/DSCN0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626275785503650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48ywlD2b5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/By3Mz11Pltc/s1600-h/DSCN0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48ywlD2b5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/By3Mz11Pltc/s320/DSCN0656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626284677590930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48yxMFp3UI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PN2hsQ4WPPM/s1600-h/DSCN0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48yxMFp3UI/AAAAAAAAAEo/PN2hsQ4WPPM/s320/DSCN0660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626295154138434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48ywD7z86I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xyofr1Z1sLM/s1600-h/DSCN0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I have every intention of living in Charleston when I'm older! Preferably, but not limited to, on the battery! I LOVE that city! My children can work the carriage routes, or sell roses on the streets. Its whatever. But I will live there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was Spring Break! The highlights at least! I now have the rest of the week to get excited about the work that awaits me, and hopefully get a head start on some of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me." Gal 2:20&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/2198152965929860308-1408133329422940415?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/1408133329422940415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/worsttes-packer-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/1408133329422940415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/1408133329422940415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/03/worsttes-packer-ever.html' title='Worst. Packer. Ever.'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S48wfmMoUvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-pqxbREhdds/s72-c/DSCN0648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-3888532306489199125</id><published>2010-02-24T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:00:40.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 More Days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just have to make it 48 more hours, 3 more tests to go, and I will be officially on Spring Break!!! I am so excited!! As you can imagine, this week has been eventful, as far as school goes. Not so much my life. Anyway. So Monday. I had a biology test. Let's just keep in mind that on my first test I made a less than desirable grade. So it was high time for me to step it up! Well Sunday, when it was so so pretty outside, while everyone was taking walks, sitting around outside, taking in the great day... I was in the library. Yep. It was a slim crowd for awhile there, and let me just say I was booking it through some plants. It was great. Well then we had some ADPi stuff, I had to go to dinner, so it was later on when I was able to get back in the library. At this point, my zeal for learning had decreased. But anyway, I persevered. Around 2:30am, I was nowhere near done, so I figured I'd just stay in the library. 3:30 came, 4:30, 5:30... Finally at 6:00 I decided to go back to my room. Mainly because it was getting a little chilly in the library. I had taken a small nap on the back of my chair in the library, but at this point I had gotten little to no sleep. So I got in my room, pulled up my powerpoint, and still tried to take in as much information as possible. At some point I fell asleep for like 30 minutes, but around 9:30 I decided to get out of my bed and go take this test. It wasn't too bad. In fact, I ended up making an 80 on it! Which is pretty good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I got out of the test, came up to Blythe's room, and fell asleep in her chair. Now apparently, at some point I woke up and looked at her roommate and freaked out because I thought I had missed my test. She didn't know if I had or not, so she told me to go check my schedule, so I walked to my room and went back to Blythe's room and fell back asleep in her chair. Then, a little later, Blythe came in and woke me up. Again, I freaked out because I thought I had missed the test. Apparently I really do care about biology! Lesson learned from this experience is twofold: 1. Do not wait until the night before to study. and 2. Get sleep, or you will do weird things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So that's pretty much it. All my recent stories lately involve the library or something. I need a new hobby. I'm just so excited about Spring Break! Like it really couldn't come at a better time. I have not one, not two, but three things of dirty clothes that I have been putting off washing. So Mom, if you read this, I will hopefully be sending those home with Anna on Friday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope everyone has a good rest of the week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peace and Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33&lt;/span&gt;&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/2198152965929860308-3888532306489199125?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/3888532306489199125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-more-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/3888532306489199125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/3888532306489199125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-more-days.html' title='2 More Days!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-5945487493375461265</id><published>2010-02-15T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:18:03.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hey.</title><content type='html'>So its been awhile. As it usually is this time of the semester, my life is hectic! I am asking myself yet again why it is exactly that I am not only taking biology, but also chemistry. Whatever. I'm sure it will all work out, as it always does. &lt;div&gt;What an eventful few weeks it has been! We had out first event of the year for ADPi! Semiformal!! SO exciting!! Want to see a picture? Thought so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S3n3GhIf0cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XoY74zWLA1Y/s1600-h/DSCN0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S3n3GhIf0cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XoY74zWLA1Y/s320/DSCN0621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438649716371870146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my diamond family. They are precious! It has become a new thing this semester for us to have weekly family dinners as prepared by me. The past 2 weeks I have made some tasty creations: spanikopita and some tasty chicken pasta with a homemade tomato cream sauce. It has been a delicious couple of weeks if I do say so myself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the weekend after semiformal was KA's Convivium! I LOVE a good reason to get dressed up! Again, here's a picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S3n46Ow4ujI/AAAAAAAAAEA/z-QjtMyX-eM/s1600-h/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S3n46Ow4ujI/AAAAAAAAAEA/z-QjtMyX-eM/s320/IMG_3617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438651704305826354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are all the ADPis that were there... it was a precious group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the day/night of Convivium... everything in my life was out of commission. Ok, so maybe I'm being a tad dramatic, but really. My phone quit working mid-day, just as I was trying to get all the plans under control for the night! But whatever, I texted people from Blythe's phone. Inconvenient? A little, but still doable! Well convivium came and was very fun! So afterwards I went back up to my room to change out of my formal dress into something a little more manageable for going out in! I decided to stop by the senior townhouses because I heard some people were going there before they went out to the house. Well, it would have been helpful to have a phone at this point to see if people were there or not, but I went on over there. There weren't any parking spots so I pulled into the grass. I went to the door and no one was there, so I went back to may car to go on to the house. It had been a rainy day in Clinton, SC. The ground was a little muddy. So I went to back up out of the grass and my car didn't move. At all. I tried going forwards and backwards. Nothing. My car was smoking because I was pressing the gas so hard. So this was great! No phone and a stuck car. So I got out of my car to go over to some other ADPi's townhouse and out of nowhere these 3 sketchy guys appeared! They asked if I needed help. I kindly refused and walked as fast as I could to the other townhouse. Anyway, this story goes on and on about my night sans car or phone. It was bad news! But I am happy to report that I now have a new phone as well as a freed car! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't think of much else to say right now. Oh, if you are an ADPi Eta Xi alum, keep your eyes open for the launch of a blog just for you in the very near future! Excited? You should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I have my interview on Wednesday to work at Lutheridge this summer! Yay!! Hopefully it will go well! I think I have camp counselor written all over me! Keep your fingers crossed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"We also rejoice in our sufferings, for sufferings bring perseverance, perseverance, character and character; hope." Romans 5:4&lt;/span&gt;&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/2198152965929860308-5945487493375461265?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/5945487493375461265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-hey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5945487493375461265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5945487493375461265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-hey.html' title='Well Hey.'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/S3n3GhIf0cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XoY74zWLA1Y/s72-c/DSCN0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-2790475769837470317</id><published>2010-01-24T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:00:19.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Creation's revealing Your majesty"</title><content type='html'>Isn't it cool how God can be seen everywhere? This weekend was winter conference! I don't know, there's just something about being in the mountains that makes me so aware of God's great power!! Usually, I think of God being seen and revealed through his word and through people we come into contact with, but I think being away from the hustle and bustle (yes, even Clinton has that) and being in a place where there is such beauty and grandness just makes you so aware of God's creativity and magnificence! To me, seeing the amazing beauty makes me know that while science can come up with so very many explanations as to how exactly this Earth was formed, there is absolutely no way any combination of random particles could have come together without the hand of God creating it all. &lt;div&gt;And, while creation can be thought of in simply a past tense, I think creation isn't just something that happened thousands, millions, or billions of years ago. Creation is something that is still happening today. God has his hands in our lives and specially takes time to mold and shape us into those he wants us to be. God sees the same beauty in us that we see in the mountains. They are all beautiful, unique creations, just as we are. That is something I need to remember. God created me specifically and specially. &lt;div&gt;So, now would be a great time to show you some pictures, but I didn't take any. I'm not used to having a camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Additionally. This weekend. One of the BIGGEST highlights outside the conference was the J. Crew factory store. Oh. My. Gosh. All I have to say is 4 shirts for $44! I was so pumped! I had an armful of clothes and Anna looks at me and goes, "Sarah, are you really getting all that?" and I said, "Anna, how can you NOT have this much?!" She said, "before I buy things I think 'do I really need this?" So I thought. Did I really need these clothes? Ummmmm. Yes. 4 shirts for $44. Done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, this weekend was great! Its nice to get away for a weekend to regroup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week brings with it 2 tests, one being chemistry. Please say a little prayer for me, as Dionne Warwick would do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-2790475769837470317?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/2790475769837470317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/01/creations-revealing-your-majesty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2790475769837470317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2790475769837470317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/01/creations-revealing-your-majesty.html' title='&quot;Creation&apos;s revealing Your majesty&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-6353961188497500465</id><published>2010-01-20T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:40:03.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be, or not to be?</title><content type='html'>So, this time every semester (although I've only been in college for a semester and a few weeks, I'll go ahead and say every semester) I have this breakdown as to what I'm going to do with my life. I've always wanted to do something in the medical profession, and due to personal experiences, I decided to go into medicine to become a pediatric rheumatologist. Well, after a semester and a few weeks in college, I am slowly... rapidly, actually... realizing my dislike for biology. Really. I can't stand it! And throw in chemistry on top of it! Kill me now!! I don't know if I don't like it because of what we are primarily studying right now, plants and other things hardly relating to my interests, or if because I really don't enjoy the whole biology thing. So last night, over the stomach bug that is running rampant around PC, I starting thinking about what it is that I truly want to do. And I've come to the conclusion, I honestly have no idea. I think the main reason why I wanted to go into medicine was to be a support and friend for those who are going through pretty unfortunate circumstances, but let's be honest, so so much more comes along with being a doctor! And, I'll just go ahead and say that its pretty darn intimidating having a room full of biology majors, and the majority of them saying they want to go to medical school. Realistically, not everyone can get in. Anyway, I know that I don't have to know what I'm going to do today, I just don't do well in the face of uncertainty. &lt;div&gt;This blog isn't going to end with some grand realization, as badly as I want it to, but instead with me making a new career goal: to keep an open mind about my future, and to go into something that I truly love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-6353961188497500465?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/6353961188497500465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-be-or-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/6353961188497500465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/6353961188497500465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be, or not to be?'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-3671439488346842917</id><published>2010-01-06T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:58:01.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Books!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back at PC!!!! I've missed this special place! I really think I've missed the bathroom and 4 flights of stairs the most!&lt;div&gt;So I've decided to set a new-semester's resolution! I'm going to get my work done earlier than usual, and limit my library visits to only the times I actually have work to do. Plus, I'm going to be prepared for all my classes by reading things before class instead of after as I frantically try to keep up! Oh, and I'm going to be all over some notecards! I feel like if I stick to this, my grades can only improve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I'm in my room studying for biology. Already? Yes. I'm trying to finish a chapter in the book before tomorrow with reading notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier today, with the help of half my hall, I got my bed lifted! So I now have places to store all the clutter that was all over my side of the room! It was a pretty difficult endeavor seeing as how collectively we are a pretty weak group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its supposed to SNOW tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!! That would be so exciting!!! I'm keeping everything possible crossed. I'm even thinking of wearing a braid tomorrow. Just think of the fun pictures you dedicated viewers could see if this were to happen!! I would encourage all of you to keep positive thoughts as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's all. I now have to get back to my studies. My new motto for the semester: "Study now, play later!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope all of you get to experience a winter wonderland this week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-3671439488346842917?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/3671439488346842917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/3671439488346842917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/3671439488346842917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-books.html' title='Back to the Books!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-2519594126868121615</id><published>2009-12-27T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T05:49:22.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a camera for Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Great news!!! I can now share my life with everyone through pictures thanks to Santa Claus!! He was very in tune with my needs this year! So let's not waste time and jump right into my Christmas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a special picture of Anna and myself on Christmas. No, you will not see pictures of Christmas morning because this girl looks ridiculous in the wee hours of the morning. We don't share those candids with anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6qG_lbfI/AAAAAAAAADw/_URIZkA3tYg/s1600-h/DSCN0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6qG_lbfI/AAAAAAAAADw/_URIZkA3tYg/s320/DSCN0581.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146646646615538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6qG_lbfI/AAAAAAAAADw/_URIZkA3tYg/s1600-h/DSCN0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So back to the maraca saga. We had a fantastic Christmas morning and breakfast at our house before getting ready and heading up to Lila and Grandaddy's house for the day! Beth Ann had to work until 3:00, so we had some down time before we ate. Down time to me presents a premo time to whip out some carols on the ivories. And what do you know?! The piano was open!! So I played the fam some songs. I had my mom take a picture to document that I, in fact, had a turn this year....    And yes. Anna is on the maracas. My, how the tables have turned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6oyNSeCI/AAAAAAAAADY/lyTdHxyKqzk/s1600-h/AnnaSarahXmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6oyNSeCI/AAAAAAAAADY/lyTdHxyKqzk/s320/AnnaSarahXmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146623887079458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, then Anna decided to dampen the spirit of Christmas by stealing and hiding my maracas!!! What the heck?! I moped through our late lunch/ early supper... lupper if you will... I tried to recruit family members to help me track down my percussion. Well no one would talk. Luckily, I remembered that for some reason, Lila had 3 maracas! I only have 2 hands therefore had only taken 2 maracas out of the closet! I went back to the closet and got out the third maraca!! HA! Anna can't dampen my Christmas spirit that easily! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, the following still took place, as it does every year (although with one less maraca)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6oyNSeCI/AAAAAAAAADY/lyTdHxyKqzk/s1600-h/AnnaSarahXmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6peG1EEI/AAAAAAAAADg/sFPJxJpiZjo/s1600-h/ASBXmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6peG1EEI/AAAAAAAAADg/sFPJxJpiZjo/s320/ASBXmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146635671146562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6peG1EEI/AAAAAAAAADg/sFPJxJpiZjo/s1600-h/ASBXmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6po4ws6I/AAAAAAAAADo/SEcPweHbLnI/s1600-h/SarahMaracas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6po4ws6I/AAAAAAAAADo/SEcPweHbLnI/s320/SarahMaracas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146638564930466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from what I'm sure appears to be a very musical and slightly annoying Christmas, we had a great day!! It's probably one of if not my favorite day of the year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So onto another fun activity! We were given a Rice Krispy Holiday House kit from the Shumperts for Christmas!! So tonight, Jocelyn and Emily were over here and we decided to make it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5biIobwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2nbZ4C6FrTc/s1600-h/DSCN0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5biIobwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2nbZ4C6FrTc/s320/DSCN0583.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145296722652930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5biIobwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2nbZ4C6FrTc/s1600-h/DSCN0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Jocelyn with the ingredients to fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5bYfDryI/AAAAAAAAADI/8RNGmFhFR8I/s1600-h/DSCN0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5bYfDryI/AAAAAAAAADI/8RNGmFhFR8I/s320/DSCN0584.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145294132358946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5bYfDryI/AAAAAAAAADI/8RNGmFhFR8I/s1600-h/DSCN0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna was clearly VERY excited about what was happening!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5ar8wehI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f7oCdrxRkbc/s1600-h/DSCN0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5ar8wehI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f7oCdrxRkbc/s320/DSCN0585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145282177333778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5ar8wehI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f7oCdrxRkbc/s1600-h/DSCN0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Emily read us the instructions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5aZ-YoaI/AAAAAAAAACw/zukvjSjyXi0/s1600-h/DSCN0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5aZ-YoaI/AAAAAAAAACw/zukvjSjyXi0/s320/DSCN0592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420145277352321442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5aZ-YoaI/AAAAAAAAACw/zukvjSjyXi0/s1600-h/DSCN0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here are the finished products!! One is mine and one is Anna's. Care to guess which is which?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the one on the left is Anna's and the one on the right is mine. Let me just share with you what all is going on with mine... the "blob" in the top right is a snowman handmade by myself. My house just has a lot of character, I think! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, that's all for now! Hope everyone has a great remainder of the 12 days of Christmas! What are we on now? ONLY THE THIRD!??! Still a lot of celebrating left to go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Holidays!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg5aZ-YoaI/AAAAAAAAACw/zukvjSjyXi0/s1600-h/DSCN0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-2519594126868121615?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/2519594126868121615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-got-camera-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2519594126868121615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2519594126868121615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-got-camera-for-christmas.html' title='I got a camera for Christmas!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/Szg6qG_lbfI/AAAAAAAAADw/_URIZkA3tYg/s72-c/DSCN0581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-7808258039966684004</id><published>2009-12-16T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:17:08.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm HOMEEEEE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been home since Friday!! SO exciting! So I got home and Christmas was in full swing at the Derrick house! Our tree was up, which I guess it was right after Thanksgiving, all our decorations were out, and even my little tree in my room was up! I LOVE CHRISTMAS TIME!!! &lt;div&gt;So here's some fun Christmas "traditions" at the Derrick house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Anna used to write the Christmas letter when we were younger. I got to "illustrate."  That was my mom's way of telling me that I wasn't talented enough to write the letter. Eventually, I got to the age where I realized this, s0 I moved onto another project. Now, I write my own Christmas letter. It has some pretty substantial information if you ask me. Big events such as Anna's freshman 15 are announced in the letter every year. However, I'm not allowed to send this letter out to very many people. I don't really know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Christmas card picture is always a fun decision. Again, I am not allowed to have much to do with the choosing of the picture. This can probably be traced back to the time I took it upon myself to take the picture we were going to use and photoshoped it so that my hair was really really blonde and Anna had very dark skin. I switched Anna's skin color back to normal, but I kept my hair very blonde. Some of you may remember and/or still have this card. I'd hang on to it!! This year, the picture was decided and printed without my knowledge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Every year we go up to my grandparents' house on Christmas Day.  While we're there waiting for everything to get started, Anna and Beth Ann, my cousin, play duets on the piano. I'm going to be honest. Its not like they're very good. But, I've always been told that I'm not allowed to play with them.  So, once again, to be included in the spirit of Christmas, I had to take it upon myself to pull out some maraccas from my grandparents' toy closet. Anna and Beth Ann get mad at me every year, but that anger could easily go away if they would give me some of those keys.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just wouldn't be Christmas without all this! Love it!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is having a great holiday season!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-7808258039966684004?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/7808258039966684004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-homeeeee.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/7808258039966684004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/7808258039966684004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-homeeeee.html' title='I&apos;m HOMEEEEE!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-291335711026355983</id><published>2009-12-09T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:51:13.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who told me this would be awful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Can I just say that I am thoroughly enjoying exam week! Is that weird? I am seriously having such a good time! Sure, the studying is kind of unfortunate, but just this week has been amazing! I mean, we don't have classes, so its not like we are at a loss for time to get everything done. I got a pretty sweet care package compliments of the fam. Breakfast is being served nightly in GDH at 11:00. Seriously. Fun! &lt;/div&gt;Let's see. Apparently there was a tornado, or something very similar last night. Who knew?! I slept right through the windy, stormy conditions. &lt;div&gt;I know that was short, but I just thought I'd let everyone know that I am by no means suffering this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-291335711026355983?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/291335711026355983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-told-me-this-would-be-awful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/291335711026355983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/291335711026355983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-told-me-this-would-be-awful.html' title='Who told me this would be awful?'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-8458109433950213746</id><published>2009-12-08T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:03:16.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, its exam week. Fantastic. Just took my French exam. As usual, I threw in some accents when I was in doubt. But I think it went pretty well. I now have theater papers due tomorrow as well as my biology and chemistry exams throughout the rest of the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously can't believe I've been here a whole semester! Its crazy!!&lt;/div&gt;So, as this semester comes to a close, I thought I would share a list of some things I have learned so far at Presbyterian College:&lt;div&gt;1. Just because you can doesn't mean you should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example. Just because there is no attendance policy in French doesn't mean you should skip as often as you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Even though you live 50 yards away, leaving your room at 8:59 will make you late for a 9:00 class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Never sign up for a night lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. While the idea of staying up all night working may seem like a good idea, it isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Waiting until the last week of school to worry about pulling your grade up in a class... bad idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Don't take theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. You know you are spending too much time in the library when people are talking to you on facebook asking where you are when you aren't there. Although, there is no shame in a good library friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. If you didn't exercise regularly before you came to college, you won't once you get here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Only good things can come from talking to your professors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. You will never value your shower at home more than you do when you have a hall bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be coming home on Friday. Get excited!! I'm so thrilled about not having ANYTHING to do over break!! Hope everyone has a good week! Prayers and positive thoughts would be much appreciated as I take these next 2 exams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-8458109433950213746?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/8458109433950213746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8458109433950213746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8458109433950213746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-3606994650797695636</id><published>2009-11-20T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:27:09.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been too long since something like this happened to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wanna hear a funny story? Thought so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I was walking from french to biology. By myself. It was right when classes were changing, so there were a lot of people in the area. I was walking in front of Springs on the sidewalk when all of the sudden I hit the pavement. Tripped. Took a tumble. Wiped out. Became friends with the concrete. I blame a few things: 1. Danskos... those things are bad news. 2. My unusually heavy book bag. It didn't help as I desperately tried to not fall all the way down. 3. I was really tired so there is a chance I was falling asleep as I was walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been in that awkward situation where someone you don't know falls, drops something, etc. and you don't really know how to respond? Yeah, there was a girl walking right behind me who is now a member of that club. Poor girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to me. I just kind of laid there for a minute. I didn't know how to respond because clearly a lot of people saw me, so I couldn't really play it off like nothing had happened. Luckily Kate and Emily walked up so I went into Springs with them to get away from the scene of the accident. I went into the bathroom to realize my pants were covered in dirt and my hands were bleeding, along with my knee. So I mean, I had 2 more classes to get to so I couldn't go to my room to get cleaned up.  Therefore, I sat through those 2 classes with dirty pants, bleeding.  I went to my room and changed my pants after class. I thought about changing my shirt too in case people remembered me because of the outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The aftermath: my phone has a really big scratch with concrete stuck in it, my hands have a lot of scabs... making it somewhat painful to write, and my knee is swollen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you go. Pretty hilarious, and awkward. All in one. How special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-3606994650797695636?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/3606994650797695636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-too-long-since-something-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/3606994650797695636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/3606994650797695636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-too-long-since-something-like.html' title='Its been too long since something like this happened to me...'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-388041476508419900</id><published>2009-11-16T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:24:28.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What could possibly be done in a theater lab??</title><content type='html'>Ok. SO I'm sure most of you know that I am in introduction to theater. Well apparently we have to have 10 "theater lab" hours by the end of the semester. I noticed today that I have acquired 0. So off I trotted to rack up some hours. I walked in and they handed me a drill. An electric one. So putting me with power tools probably isn't an awesome idea. Just saying. Then they started getting all sassy when I would ask questions regarding how to operate said drill. I'm sorry. Its been awhile since I drilled last. Not only did I have to drill, I also had to do some heavy lifting. Seriously. What am I a man?! So I was so incredibly bitter. That has nothing to do with the theatrics if you ask me. &lt;div&gt;There's a meteor shower tonight. "Once in a lifetime," or so I've heard. I'm waiting until 1:30 to go watch this thing. Hence why I'm blogging right now. This better be good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hope all of you have a fantastic week!! Peace and Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-388041476508419900?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/388041476508419900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-could-possibly-be-done-in-theater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/388041476508419900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/388041476508419900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-could-possibly-be-done-in-theater.html' title='What could possibly be done in a theater lab??'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-4982780094788153318</id><published>2009-11-10T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:42:18.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm building an ark out back!</title><content type='html'>Its pouring. Torrential downpours, really. It is wet outside, my jeans can prove it to you. Would you like to know what would be a premo gift for you to get me for Christmas? Rain boots. That would be fantastic. &lt;div&gt;So let's see... its been awhile, as always. Proof that I have a busy life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;News since my last blog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I got the swine. That's right! This girl had it! I mean, I thought I was in the clear when so many people got it right there after rush and I didn't.  Apparently I was not immune.  I was gone for like a week, but I'm back and better than ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Anna broke her foot and tore a ligament. Last year it was the broken middle finger (too bad I don't have a picture from that to put up here!!), this year its a broken foot.  She is sporting a fabulous boot around campus.  She tends to hobble, no big deal.  How did she break the foot? GREAT question!!  She was out a few weekends ago and fell off the stage at one of the fraternity houses.  Hobbles Derrick walked around for 2 weeks before going to the doctor about the deformed foot she had due to said fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Its Christmas time at Target and Marble Slab!!  Blythe and I went to Simpsonville yesterday to get my broken phone fixed at Verizon, and to get a few things at Target. Well. We went down Target's Christmas aisle and I grabbed some of my favorite white chocolate peppermint hershey kisses. If anyone would like to send me some as a holiday treat, you can find my address on an earlier blog post. Then we went to Marble Slab and got some peppermint ice cream!!! Delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a much more serious note, my RA is missing.  Her name is Heather.  Please pray for her and for her family as they look for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-4982780094788153318?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/4982780094788153318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-building-ark-out-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4982780094788153318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4982780094788153318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-building-ark-out-back.html' title='I&apos;m building an ark out back!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-5378685078006810552</id><published>2009-10-07T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:34:58.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pi Pi ADPi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness. So it has been so terribly long since I last blogged. I am so sorry! So much has happened in a month!! For one, I'm now an ADPi!!!! So exciting!! I have some exciting, embarrassing stories from rush as you can imagine. For example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second night I was a a certain party when I got a tickle in my throat. Bear in mind I was getting over a cold.  So everyone was quiet while the girls in the sorority were giving a very moving presentation. I was trying my hardest not to cough, but as you probably know, its pretty impossible to stop coughing when you have said tickle. So tears were welling up, I was shaking due to the inability to stop coughing.  The girl who was hosting me that night had to take me to the bathroom so I could get over the coughing spell.  Well, the bathroom was right there by the room, so my cough echoed through the room everyone was in.  It was still quiet in the room.  10 minutes later I emerged from the bathroom.  People kept asking me if I was ok.  I got a phone call from my sister later on that night asking me if I was ok, because she had heard I left the party balling.  Need I say again, IT WAS A TICKLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Typical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fast forwarding a few weeks, this weekend was our sisterhood retreat! We went to a camp in Travelers Rest.  It was FREEZING!!  For anyone who knows me, you know how I am with the outdoors as well as the cold, not good.  So it was an interesting 2 days, but it was so much fun! It has been SO cold here for like the past week!  And being the pro I am with packing, I failed to bring any pants besides jeans back with me from fall break, nor did I bring back any warm shoes.  Therefore, I have been trotting around campus with nike shorts and flip-flops.  Not ok. SO, I'm about to go home to get some much needed weather appropriate clothing!! Tonight I'll put up some pictures from Bid Day and other activities over the past month, as well as share any more stories I think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pi love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... not sure if I'm allowed to throw that around, I'll have to check with Anna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-5378685078006810552?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/5378685078006810552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/pi-pi-adpi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5378685078006810552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5378685078006810552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/10/pi-pi-adpi.html' title='Pi Pi ADPi!!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-4868502240863505996</id><published>2009-09-20T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:46:12.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Hour and Five Minutes NOT Well Spent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh how I love Mondays!  It takes me awhile to get into the week.  Today: a great example of this.  So I woke up, early might I add, and went to my classes.  From class I went to lunch at GDH with my friends.  After lunch I was really tired so I came back to the room for a nap.  Like 5 minutes before class started, Blythe came in to get me, so I got out of bed and looked around for my book bag, I didn't see it.  I figured I was just tired so I asked Blythe if she saw it.  Bear in mind I don't have a large room so its not like I could loose it in here.  All of the sudden I realized I left it in GDH... like 3 or 4 hours earlier.  So I darted out of my room to GDH.  Luckily, they left the first set of doors open, and there sat my book bag, in it's little cubby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I am on hold with HP technical support.  I have been on hold for going on 20 minutes.  If anyone has ever seen the Friends episode where Phoebe is on hold for like a day or 2, that's going to be me.  Well, while I'm waiting... want to hear about my weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's some excitement!  I got my actual chemistry test back on Friday and I had a note on it from my professor telling me I had gotten the highest grade in the class!! Most of you have probably already heard this due to said excitement, but I'm pretty thrilled!  Can we all take a moment to remember how this kind of thing never happened to me in high school?? &lt;div&gt;Thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so Friday my friends and I went to Greenville to Takosushi for dinner!  So delicious!!  If anyone is coming up and would like to go to dinner, we can go there for sure!  I drove and navigated with the help of the Garmin without any problems!  Obviously, the lack of navigational skills didn't hit me like it did Anna (the sister).  We then went to Spill the Beans where we met up with Anna, Emily, and Nancy.  Again, it was delicious!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday it was Parents Weekend, so my mom and dad came up along with the Rickenbakers, who I was unaware were coming until that morning.  We went to the 1:30 football game which was sweltering!!  When I when the lottery at Bi-Lo, I intend to buy PC some lights for the stadium.  At half time we left, and headed down to Newberry for their football game.  It was at night, so it was much more pleasant!  Although that was a lot of football to take in in one day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, I went Baptist!  It was a very good service.  I have yet to go Lutheran since I've been up here.  Hopefully that will change soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, an hour and 5 minutes later, I have a working printer.  Special thanks goes out to Gary, who sounded very Irish.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, the flu is running amuck here at PC!! I am very concerned that I will catch it as rush is coming up, or even worse, during rush and miss rush all together!  Please send positive thoughts this way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-4868502240863505996?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/4868502240863505996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/hour-and-five-minutes-not-well-spent.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4868502240863505996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4868502240863505996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/hour-and-five-minutes-not-well-spent.html' title='An Hour and Five Minutes NOT Well Spent'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-5081454063132289601</id><published>2009-09-17T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:16:12.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got a 78!</title><content type='html'>So its not nearly as bad as it could have been!  I got a 78 on my biology test, which in college is a high C!  Sidenote: still getting used to the college grading system.  So I was pretty ok with the grade.  Although I am now required to attend Friday afternoon study sessions.  Wonderful.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight of my day today would probably be this right here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2efc12ae2bcb5c0c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2efc12ae2bcb5c0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331710192%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A497774C77E74C2F2D84EF1587B222BAA6B1A9B.84A2FC4B604D28D5EFADDC735EC8ABD4E6334C4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2efc12ae2bcb5c0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiYDaACc97v1cckGfBuSjH4_50us&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2efc12ae2bcb5c0c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331710192%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1A497774C77E74C2F2D84EF1587B222BAA6B1A9B.84A2FC4B604D28D5EFADDC735EC8ABD4E6334C4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2efc12ae2bcb5c0c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiYDaACc97v1cckGfBuSjH4_50us&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way to lunch, we stopped by Elizabeth and Sarah Beth's room.  They set out a dollar tied to a string in front of their window so that when people walked by and went to pick it up, they would pull it away.  So we went to lunch and came back and watched this whole thing go down.  It was so hilarious!! Unfortunately, I had to go to lab today, so I was unable to watch for too long.  Here's another one, just because I enjoyed it so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f33da908f278096b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df33da908f278096b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331710192%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DE8C8AFF408B01C092EF67997538CCBF3A0B3BB.85036AA2D9EA36E95874000CC23F43F1CC0DFBB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df33da908f278096b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg-eQYSwbUiiXxOBKocsYiz-tb4A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df33da908f278096b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331710192%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DE8C8AFF408B01C092EF67997538CCBF3A0B3BB.85036AA2D9EA36E95874000CC23F43F1CC0DFBB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df33da908f278096b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg-eQYSwbUiiXxOBKocsYiz-tb4A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;402 is hunted! I confirm!  So as several of you may or may not know about my room, I have a hallway and staircase that leads to nowhere.  Well, down that hallway is a very random door that's all of 2ftx 2ft... maybe.  Well the door has a latch that has been shut since the day we moved in.  Yesterday, the door decided to unlatch itself and open and close on its own.  So NOT ok!!!  This follows our TV turning off on its own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The door...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrMF9esG2zI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ci-TCFnF4mI/s320/6332_1130031459572_1490790100_30430269_6037114_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382652533406096178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, for those of you who have been reading the blog since the beginning, you may recall the miscommunication about Chinese acrobats coming to PC at the beginning of the year.  Turns out, after checking my CEP dates just now, that Chinese dancers are coming in November.  In case any of you were still wondering.  I know I was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend!!&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/2198152965929860308-5081454063132289601?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/5081454063132289601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-78.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5081454063132289601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5081454063132289601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-got-78.html' title='I Got a 78!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrMF9esG2zI/AAAAAAAAABU/Ci-TCFnF4mI/s72-c/6332_1130031459572_1490790100_30430269_6037114_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-5541279019668058063</id><published>2009-09-15T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:50:18.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Catching You Up</title><content type='html'>So its been awhile since I last blogged. My apologies.  I guess I was too busy studying my life away.  I had a chemistry test on Friday and a biology test Monday.  It was a little bit ridiculous.  I was up into the wee hours of the morning Thursday night and pretty late on Sunday studying for these things.  But GREAT NEWS!!! I got a 91 on my chemistry test!!!  Really, I am so very excited! Biology, however, is a whole nother story.  I went into the library on Sunday afternoon around 2:00.  I went to dinner and came straight back and stayed until a little after midnight.  So I go to my test the next day, opened it up and there was an entire page of questions that I was clueless on.  Awesome.  So while I have not gotten that test back yet, I feel more than confident that I will be whipping out no 91, but let's all hope for the best.  I find out tomorrow what I made. &lt;div&gt;Aside from academia, in other news, I played the lottery for the first time today... at Bilo.  Exciting?  Very. I won my $2 back, but then I decided to buy another one and then lost it.  So sad, but I like to think that $2 will go toward my state scholarships.  Let's see... my tennis future is looking brighter and brighter!  I have found some people who are more on my level to play with.  If nothing else, I get a workout from running across several courts chasing balls.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily came to see me this past weekend!  I wish she would come to PC, but I just don't think that's going to happen. My parents also came up on Saturday for the football game.  It was a pretty fun weekend!  Sunday morning, again, we had every intention of going Lutheran, but we couldn't find the Lutheran church.  So we went Methodist instead.  It was really good!  But then it was time to hit up the library.  Story of my life. Really, I spend so so much time in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random, but I have decided to post some pictures of events since I've been here at PC...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is move in day... hence why we all look so pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrBHRGRVv8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hu_JmVoLZJ8/s320/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381879913774432194" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate and myself at Shuckin' and Shaggin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrBHk-ro8nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bcBujVeiHr8/s320/IMG_0157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381880255334642290" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dukes of Hazard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrBJxYmI8II/AAAAAAAAABE/k4fxzRKrSqU/s320/7927_1121554475124_1114920082_30337902_6396269_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381882667472580738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first PC game at Furman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrBKDBMt7DI/AAAAAAAAABM/eaN9vz6BDvY/s320/IMG_1842.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381882970429582386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first PC home game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrBJi9EBx3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/YgBkkZ549YA/s320/7927_1122631982061_1114920082_30340691_803868_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381882419563579250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's more, but its annoying to upload them, so here's the highlights! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is pretty scatterbrained, but I promise I will be more on top of things from now on.  A special thank you to Aunt Ann for the mail the other day!!!  Again, I can't tell you how much I enjoy  getting mail! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-5541279019668058063?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/5541279019668058063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-catching-you-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5541279019668058063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5541279019668058063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-catching-you-up.html' title='Just Catching You Up'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SrBHRGRVv8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/hu_JmVoLZJ8/s72-c/IMG_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-7912701877996262940</id><published>2009-09-09T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:50:55.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh! Its for people of all levels!"</title><content type='html'>I went home yesterday and spent the night!  It was so great!  I can't tell you how wonderful it was to be back home! But this morning came, and it was time for me to head back up to Clinton, both the dorm and the town.  I strongly considered missing my 9:00, but I decided against it.  So I got back to Clinton and went to my classes. But then some excitement came into my day.  I was told, lured, call it what you want, into getting involved with club tennis here at PC.  Let's just flash back quickly to my tennis days in like 4th-8th grade.  I never got better.  I was practically told this by my tennis teacher.  So back to today... to quote some of my friends, "Oh don't worry!  This is for people of all levels!" as well as, "Oh, I'm bad too."  Ok, so those were all lies.  I get to the tennis courts after reliving several rough flashbacks from my tennis days, and I see good people.  Not just good people, but like ridiculously good people.  Turns out, the girls that said they weren't really good, just said that as a ploy.  They were numbers 1 and like 5 on their high school teams. So I "played" with all of them, which consisted of me running from the ball or hitting it over the fence.  Needless to say there was no one on my level.  I pitied the people who had to play with me. I don't know that I will be seen on the courts again anytime soon.  Not unless I'm feeling unusually self confident one morning and need something to take me down some self esteem points.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm going to do some work.  By the way, I'm still in my exercise clothes.  I enjoy making people think I'm athletic, although the people who saw me on the tennis courts today know otherwise... and probably went to their rooms and laughed about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-7912701877996262940?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/7912701877996262940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-its-for-people-of-all-levels.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/7912701877996262940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/7912701877996262940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-its-for-people-of-all-levels.html' title='&quot;Oh! Its for people of all levels!&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-8266011703997822101</id><published>2009-09-07T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:59:19.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustard from the Sky</title><content type='html'>So today we had class.  The rest of the world got to celebrate this Labor Day doing NOTING while I woke up at 7:10 to get to class by 10:00... Not too sure why I got up so early.  Probably because I knew I would be dragging. So I went to a fun day of classes and came back to the dorm. A potential swine-er came in so I had to clorox the room.  We had a pretty laid back afternoon.  Then Anna (not the sister) and myself decided to be productive and take a walk around campus.  So we get outside, didn't even get started on our walk and I felt something wet fall on my arm.  There were no clouds in the sky, so I got a little concerned.  I looked down and it was orange bird poop. Like mustard from the sky. Awesome.  Not to get too nasty, but I mean it stained my arm/ my shirt.  SICK. I still have the shirt on by the way.  Not too sure why.  So that grossed me out for awhile, but I mean life goes on.  We still went on our walk.  After dinner we had our weekly Bible study after which I hit up the library.  SUCH a productive night in there!!  &lt;div&gt;I have a french test tomorrow. Can't wait!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, my mailbox is a beast to get open, and usually once I, or any rando I can get to do it for me in Springs, gets it open, there is no mail in there.  PLEASE send me letters, packages, etc.  I know I must be collecting all kinds of fans on here, so fan mail would be awesome!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my address.  I am well aware that this is somewhat sketch to put out on the internet, but I mean its not like I live at this address/ this blog only has had 10 views.  So here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student Box 50431&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;403 S. Adair St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clinton, SC 29325&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;table class="datadisplaytable" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-color: initial; border-right-width: 0px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-color: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dddefault" style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, 'Arial Narrow', helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 90%; font-style: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks in advance for the mail! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-8266011703997822101?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/8266011703997822101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/mustard-from-sky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8266011703997822101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8266011703997822101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/mustard-from-sky.html' title='Mustard from the Sky'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-7468040189216330888</id><published>2009-09-06T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:22:07.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends are getting less and less awkward!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I decided to google "Sarah Derrick freshman blog" to see what would come up and I'm the first result to come up!! How exciting!  I didn't even have to pay any money for that premo spot!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, some highlights from my weekend... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had to write an email to a professor who prefers we call him by his first name.  I don't at all feel ok with the situation, so I have always avoided it.  But we have a paper due tomorrow, and while I am well aware that it is somewhat late to be asking questions, I just had to ask him about the assignment.  I thought about using some other address, but I had to call him by his first name in the email.  I'm still feeling awkward about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in other news, this weekend was the Dukes of Hazard party.  It was very festive!!  Thursday, Callie and myself hit up Hospice (the thrift store) for some clothes for the occasion.  Of course we came across some treasures!  I think the best part of the experience was when we walked into the store and there was a lady standing at the register with a megaphone turning in circles making an announcement that all clothes were 50% off... excluding camo.  Typical Clinton.  Bummer on the camo, but I got 4 shirts for $3.80!! Such a sweet deal!!  So then we ventured into Laurens to find me some shorts.  We found some at Belk (which is free standing... weird) that were already bedazzeled!  Amazing!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Friday came, and Callie, Rachel and I headed to Greenville for dinner which was delicious!  We then went to Spill the Beans which was AMAZING!!  So we came back to Clinton... the town and the dorm and stayed in to watch 13 going on 30.  We both fell asleep pretty early into the movie and woke up to a turned off TV.  Neither one of us turned it off.... weird.  Is 402 haunted?  Dear goodness I hope not!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's some excitement!!  We woke up Saturday morning to find that ALL 3 WASHERS AND DRYERS WERE OPEN!!!!  What are the chances?!?!  I'll just tell you... they are slim!  So we took advantage of the situation and did some laundry.  After that exciting morning we went to Furman for the first PC game!  We only stayed until halftime though because it was so so hot!!  We got back and prepared for Dukes of Hazard.  I had such an array of choices of things to wear... compliments of Hospice, all of them so very classy!  We hit up the party and had so so much fun!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning I had every intention of going Lutheran, but I woke up too late.  So I have stayed in most of what I slept in last night all day.  Kind of nasty.  But I have one and a half papers written and have done some biology reading.  So I would say it has been a very productive day!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another week starts tomorrow.  BUT I get to go home for the night on Tuesday!!  Words can't describe to you how excited I am about 3 things: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a real meal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping in a comfortable bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and TAKING A REAL SHOWER!!!  Soooo exciting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to let you know... the 4 flights have caught up with me.  I was napping the other day (which has kind of become a routine)  and apparently I woke up half way through my nap screaming due to calf cramps.  I am also having soreness in my outer thighs.  Love the lack of elevator here in Clinton.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, it has been Sound of Music weekend on abc Family.  This has reminded me of my love for the song "How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?"  I am more than willing to sing this at anyone's wedding, with a name change of course.  Just let me know!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-7468040189216330888?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/7468040189216330888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekends-are-getting-less-and-less.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/7468040189216330888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/7468040189216330888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekends-are-getting-less-and-less.html' title='Weekends are getting less and less awkward!!'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-8049069341490939529</id><published>2009-09-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:10:46.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing Weather and 48 Hours Without Facebook</title><content type='html'>It has been cold up here in Clinton... both the dorm and the town.  It pretty much happened overnight!  I was not prepared for this sudden change in weather!  I still have mainly warm weather clothes up here with me.  So yesterday, amongst the cold snap, I decided I would go home just to grab some warmer clothing.  However, I took a nap first.  4 hours later, I woke up! It was nearing 5:00. I therefore missed my opportunity to go home.  So my awesome friend, Callie, convinced me that because I had taken a 4 hour nap and had a somewhat sore throat (now thinking about it, probably from these subarctic conditions) that I had swine flu.  So I freaked out for awhile!  Scary times here on Clinton 4th!  But no worries, I went to the health center and they said they couldn't see me. To which I say, that isn't at all helping prevent the spread of any disease!! I feel pretty much fine now, so I'm pretty sure I am swine-less. But on that topic, so far 2 people have been sent home from PC due to the flu, not too sure if it was swine or not.&lt;div&gt;In other news, I have been sans-facebook for 2 days... 48 hours exactly!  It was for my freshman class about technology.  I so realized over these past 2 days that facebook is for sure an addiction for me!  But, now that it is past midnight, I can get back on there!  Too exciting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I have my first 8:00 since the big schedule switch!  This should be entertaining! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, quick update!  I DID NOT win the grill.  Sad but true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-8049069341490939529?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/8049069341490939529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/freezing-weather-and-48-hours-without.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8049069341490939529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8049069341490939529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/09/freezing-weather-and-48-hours-without.html' title='Freezing Weather and 48 Hours Without Facebook'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-5042813000562124345</id><published>2009-08-31T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:39:30.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flood</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I was in the library tonight. I was studying when Blythe, who lives down the hall came in to tell me that our bathroom had flooded.  So I mean, this was excitement!  I figured something wasn't right earlier when I went in there and saw one shower with some questionable things floating around in there.  Anyway, I wrapped up my studying and climbed to Clinton 4th to find that several showers had in fact overflowed.  The strangest part about all of this would probably have to be the fact that police officers were the ones working to fix the problem.  So very strange. But luckily, they got it fixed.  I was starting to get concerned that I wouldn't be presentable in the morning!  &lt;div&gt;I mean, if that isn't proof that I need a real bathroom again, I don't know what is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad came to get my laundry today.  I don't trust myself with much else other than towels and sheets.  Hopefully those clothes can be returned with some cookies, or other food.  That would be much appreciated!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's pretty much it!  Tomorrow is a short day since I only have 2 classes, both of which are over by 11:00, so I need to find something to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any ideas, or better yet... anyone want to venture up to Clinton (the dorm or the town in this case) to hang out?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-5042813000562124345?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/5042813000562124345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/flood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5042813000562124345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/5042813000562124345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/flood.html' title='The Flood'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-4543094112318564877</id><published>2009-08-30T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:26:01.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Weekend at PC</title><content type='html'>So it has been awhile since I wrote here last.  Mainly because my schedule was freaking ridiculous!  To make a long story short, I had too many nights staying up until 2:00 , so I had to drop my english class and pick up french.  Tears were shed, I had a few break downs, but things are working out nicely now!!  Its strange because I'm really not an emtional person, especially around people I don't know; but I mean, this week was crazy!  So it was all very dramatic, but then the weekend came and as of now, I have completely forgotten how difficult it was to keep up with things last week!  Tomorrow starts another week, hopefully better!&lt;div&gt;But I digress. So sorry for that downer moment.  Let's see, this morning I woke up to go to First Presbyterian here in Clinton and I went to take a shower, and let me just say that by the end of my shower I was in water up to my ankles.  Again I say, the bathrooms up here are so very unfortunate.  So off I went to church where it was college Sunday followed by a really good meal!!  I signed up to be adopted my a family at the church, which I am so looking forward to!  Then started another laundry saga.  This time, a little more extreme than the last time I attempted.  My clothes ended up three buildings down.  I roamed the halls and basement of Clinton so many times with a laundry bag over my shoulder.  I gave up for the time being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then I went with Blythe to exercise!  It was a ridiculous 4000 degrees in there so it didn't last too long.  I don't really know what all I accomplished while there; I worked out on an elliptical and a bike which targeted my legs, but I mean, I do that everyday as I climb and descend the stairs of Clinton (today especially as I tried to do laundry).  So maybe that was somewhat worthless, but whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hit up the library for awhile, but I ended up talking more than I was reading, so I left.  Which takes me back to the whole laundry thing.  I decided to take it once around Clinton again, and again found nothing.  So I moved to plan B.  I had heard that there was a place to do laundry a few buildings down.  Desperately, I went down there... in the rain.  I did find a place to do my laundry, but I still am not too sure what exactly what the building is, but I mean, at least I found a place.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so much to do right now, but I am not at all motivated presently. Wish me luck this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, still no word from Ingles or Alex... just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-4543094112318564877?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/4543094112318564877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-weekend-at-pc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4543094112318564877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/4543094112318564877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-weekend-at-pc.html' title='First Weekend at PC'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-2004847935146515621</id><published>2009-08-25T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:40:06.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll take the first week of college for $300"</title><content type='html'>One of my biggest fears is reading out loud. I have heart palpitations at the thought. I can talk out loud without any withdraws, but I cannot read out loud. So today I go into my English class, which I am taking simply to fulfill a gen ed, and one of the first things my professor says, "I hope you're comfortable reading out loud, because we're going to be doing a lot of that in here!" I was totally freaking out for awhile.  It got worse when she called on me to read a portion of the syllabus.  So I had a shaky voice and stuttered.... a lot. Seriously? Now she probably thinks I'm incompetent. Love it. Its not my fault I'm not a confident reader! So hopefully I won't have to do this often, and if I do, hopefully things will get better! &lt;div&gt;So after that festive hour of my life I headed to my chemistry class, which I think will be ok. No interesting stories from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today there was a CEP, Cultural Enrichment Program. My usually trustworthy sister, Anna, told me there were going to be Chinese acrobats! I, in turn told several people the same thing.  I arrived at said CEP and there were no Chinese acrobats to be found.  There were some odd dancer/ interpretative movement people.... So I, as well as the people I had shared faulty information with were pretty let down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Springs for lunch; it was great.  Then came a first of my time at PC... I came to my room, gathered my dirty clothes, and descended 5 flights of stairs to the basement of Clinton to do laundry.  I'm pretty sure asbestos lurks down there. I went down the stairs to put a load in, came back up, went back down to transfer the clothes/ put new clothes in the washer, came up, went back down to get the last load out of the washer and into the dryer, came back up, and finally went down to retrieve the last load from the dryer, and in turn came back up.  So that is 4 trips up and down the stairs, 20 flights of stairs just to do laundry. In shape? No I'm not.  I caught my breath after about an hour. Those 20 flights do not include the subsequent flights I took on a usual basis. BUT, I successfully washed 2 loads of clothes without any mishaps!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to dinner in GDH, I had some pasta. Again, nothing too exciting.  Then we went to a block party in Clinton.  I got lots of free stuff and entered to win several drawings (the main one I'm pulling for is a grill from Ingles. That's just what Clinton 4th needs is a grill!) I also signed up to be a big sister in the Big brothers/ Big Sisters program, a volunteer at the local nursing home, a helper with Relay for Life, and a worker with Habitat for Humanity. Productive trip to downtown Clinton? I think yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after that I decided to finish my biology reading in the library!  By the way, words can't describe to you the difficulty I went through to get my hands on a book... I'm still waiting on one to come into the bookstore so I must borrow from others for the time being.  I felt very studious in the library, and I got a good 30 minutes of work in before I had to head to HP's computer lab to take the Jeopardy College Online Test.  For those of you who may not know, one of my gifts in life is excelling while watching Jeopardy.  So I figured, who better to be on this show than me?!  But, the questions weren't on my areas of expertise.  Therefore, I am not expecting a phone call from Alex anytime soon.  However, my precious friends sat there with me while I took it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we headed back to the dorm, but I stopped by the library to finish up my biology.  Again, I felt very much on top of things! I'm thinking this become a routine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the most part, that was my day. I'll keep you posted as to if I receive any phone calls from Alex, or if I acquire a grill from Ingles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-2004847935146515621?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/2004847935146515621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-take-first-week-of-college-for-300.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2004847935146515621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/2004847935146515621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-take-first-week-of-college-for-300.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll take the first week of college for $300&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2198152965929860308.post-8799299596279812318</id><published>2009-08-24T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:52:30.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First days at PC</title><content type='html'>So I have decided to start a blog. Mainly because I feel like I attract weird situations, so they really need to be shared. &lt;div&gt;I'm a 1/2 week into college and its great! I've already made some great friends and some special memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first I thought I'd share some special things about my living situation......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) I love love love the 4 flights of stairs I must climb to get to my room. I really have to have good reason to go downstairs because it is quite the haul back upstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I love so very many things about the hall bath:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    - The fact that I must plan out my trips to the bathroom. I guess I was too used to having one right there at my room at home. I should have been preparing for this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    - I'm a tall girl. The bathroom stalls are made for people of a shorter stature. I can't stand all the way up, because if I do, I appear to be creeping over into the next stalls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    - Nothing beats having to wear shoes in the shower. It's just marvelous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    - The shower drain is located in the top corner or the shower stall. Water collects in the shower and doesn't drain. When I get in the shower, its not my water sitting there in the bottom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I do have a great room mate! She is precious! She shares so many thing in common with me. For one, she has to watch TV to fall asleep, just like I do! I really didn't think that would happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the somewhat strange living situation, I am having so so much fun!! I still am getting used to things, but I can tell I'm going to love it! Classes started today so I'm finally getting into a routine. Its also great having my sister up here! I love running into her randomly/ when I hunt her down.  There are 99 people in my biology class! That is pretty crazy! I went to get my books to day and that kind of depressed me! So very many books to read for english!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so much more that is going on, but I just can't write about it all! I'm having so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2198152965929860308-8799299596279812318?l=sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/feeds/8799299596279812318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-days-at-pc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8799299596279812318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2198152965929860308/posts/default/8799299596279812318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahsfreshmanexperience.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-days-at-pc.html' title='First days at PC'/><author><name>Sarah Derrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08874150195355155658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5lZ54R6Jad0/SyBe2auxIeI/AAAAAAAAABg/mo37xRzsQmc/S220/SareEm-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
