<?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-6977491740605870047</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:30:19.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tess</title><subtitle type='html'>dancing through life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-2850429538280349334</id><published>2010-09-16T12:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:08:08.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been over a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;year&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;since I last posted on here. But here I am again! &lt;br /&gt;School is going great, and I got all the classes I wanted. I feel so old! Right now, I am sitting in the computer lab, because for english we had to write an essay. (about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Great Expectations&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; by Charles Dickens) I got done early and had nothing else to do so yes, I am here! haha :) Today, at lunch, some friends and I are walkin to the store :) it's going to be fun. I hope. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;well, I'll try to keep you updated, but be patient with me!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-2850429538280349334?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2850429538280349334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=2850429538280349334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2850429538280349334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2850429538280349334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2010/09/holy-cow.html' title='Holy Cow'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-6171543479147124440</id><published>2009-08-09T16:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:14:52.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Bad 8th Grader...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, it's that time of year again. School's Starting!!! I am SO psyched for 8th grade, and it's coming up fast!&lt;br /&gt;My Schedule for eighth grade is:&lt;br /&gt;1st Semester:                               2nd Semester  &lt;br /&gt;1. T/A- Mrs. Fraser                         1. Blank (Another Elective&lt;br /&gt;2. Algebra B- Mr. Brinkerhoff--------------------------------------------|       &lt;br /&gt;WP: Mr. Wiedmann---------------------------------------------------------|&lt;br /&gt;3. US History- Mr. Austin------------------------------------------------|&lt;br /&gt;4. Spanish 1- Senora Suarez----------------------------------------------|&lt;br /&gt;5. Science- Mrs. Lyman---------------------------------------------------|&lt;br /&gt;6. CTE Business- Mr. Allred                 6. Social Dance- Mr. Mcintire&lt;br /&gt;7. Enriched English- Mrs. Bridgstock-------------------------------------|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my schedule (ESPECIALLY the fact that I'm in SOCIAL DANCE) and I can't wait for school to start in just 11 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-6171543479147124440?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6171543479147124440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=6171543479147124440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/6171543479147124440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/6171543479147124440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-bad-8th-grader.html' title='A Big Bad 8th Grader...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-4427881571603009563</id><published>2009-06-17T16:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:25:22.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long...</title><content type='html'>Holy cow, this is gonna be a long post. Be prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it has been WAY too long since my last post. (OVER A MONTH!)&lt;br /&gt;Since summer has started, I've been home for 7 out of 19 days. I feel like summer's leavin, whether I'm havin fun or not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, The monday after school started, I was home-Until about 6pm. At 6, I went to Lehi. I was goin up to my sister's house in Lehi until my sister, her kids and I left to Wyoming two days later. So, I just helped her and her husband with the kids, for a few days, then we left. Wednesday morning at 7:30 everyone was woken up. Then, we dressed the kids, fed them, got all the bags in the car, and we took off at about 8:30. We were on the road for Cheyenne, Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;The Car ride was interesting. Between changing movies, to passing out drinks and snacks, it was great. It was a long 7 hours, but we got to my other sister's house by 4 or so.&lt;br /&gt;We were there! Woot woot! We made it. The whole reason for going to Wyoming was to attend my nephew's baptism--which wasn't until Saturday. Tori was going up earlier than the rest of our family and I went with. &lt;br /&gt;While we were in Wyoming, we helped watch 9 lil chillins at and under the age of 5. It was hectic most of the time with meals, snacks, and activities, but we all survived. &lt;br /&gt;When Friday rolled around, relatives started arriving throughout the day, and I was anxious to seem my mom and dad. They finally got there---just in time for the kids' bed time. (Technically I am a kid, but I didn't have to go to bed with the others) The next morning everyone was everywhere, trying to get ready for the baptism. We drove the long distance to Candi and Mike's stake center, and we witnessed the baptism of my nephew Tighe. (Tighe was baptised on his birthday, cause it happened to be a saturday. :D) &lt;br /&gt;After the baptism, and some lunch, we went to Lions Park. We canoed and played on the playground. It was a very fun filled saturday.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday mostly everyone was going home. BUT--before we could leave, My sisters braided my hair for Girls Camp, which started on Tuesday. Taraleigh, Tori, and Candi were all diligently working on my hair as I complained at how long it was taking. In the end, it was very cute. But, because it was done, that meant mom, dad, taraleigh, jordan, lilly, and I were all heading home. We packed the car, said our goodbyes, and heading toward the road home. &lt;br /&gt;Once again it was a long ride, but we all survived. We left Candi's house at about 2 and got home at about 10. (We stopped along the way for dinner, which was about an hour long.)&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a packing day. Crunching to get everything for Girls Camp was stressful but I lived. I was all packed and ready.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning I finalized last minute things and I was off. Mom dropped me at the stake center at about 11:15, and the bus was to arrive at noon. Ofcourse, there were lots of goodbye hugs and kisses, but I was ready. &lt;br /&gt;Now, the buses are never on time. The bus got there at about 12:45. It was rediculous, but what can ya do? &lt;br /&gt;We got to Mia Shalom at 2:30, and we all unpacked. I slept in the attic of the A frame Cabin, by the window in the back. &lt;br /&gt;We did various crafts at camp, and it was great. We even helped put a styro-foam replica of the Salt Lake Temple together. It was a fun and spiritual expirience. (Even though it poured almost every day and it was FREEZING! Not to mention the ice cold water...)&lt;br /&gt;Then last saturday i got back from girls camp. I was glad to be home and I was most excited about a warm shower. ;D &lt;br /&gt;Now, this week so far, I have babysat. On monday I babysat Tori's kids for 5 and a half hours, then another 2 and a half on tuesday. I earned 40 dollars, so hey, it was worth it. &lt;br /&gt;Last night I slept over at my bud Kate's house. We played bomberman, mario kart, and mario party on her game cube, then we made popcorn and watched Sleepless in Seattle. It was a good first 15 minutes of the show---until I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Now, today I have been lazy and sat on the computer pretty much all day. And later tonight, I have to go to the church for Young Womens/Young Mens. Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I have updated you all, I think it is time for my fingers to take a break from typing!  &lt;br /&gt;I promise I will post more often!&lt;br /&gt;-Tess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-4427881571603009563?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4427881571603009563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=4427881571603009563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4427881571603009563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4427881571603009563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been too long...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-5282200029427341657</id><published>2009-05-09T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:12:43.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The directors are in charge...</title><content type='html'>Okay well I haven't updated in a while so I though I would get back into the swing of things!&lt;br /&gt;Well, at school, I am the director of The Sound of Music. I had to shorten the script (almost 3 hours into 30 minutes) pick which songs could still be in (familiar ones were the best, but all the songs are SHORT!) and come up with props, costumes, and how the lighting/stage presence will be. Oh man it has been hectic but luckily i have 3 other co-directors. We have meetings every saturday, and today it was at my house. We discussed what we will be doing for this week, and we have almost got the entire musical blocked! WOOO! Anywho, after planning we ate PB&amp;J's and Milk. (and Reisens for dessert :) It was a fun meeting and I am psyched to go to drama on Tuesday! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-5282200029427341657?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5282200029427341657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=5282200029427341657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/5282200029427341657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/5282200029427341657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/05/directors-are-in-charge.html' title='The directors are in charge...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-5258042085753218011</id><published>2009-04-08T06:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T06:33:23.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick.</title><content type='html'>I feel awful right now. I woke up a few minutes ago with a stuffy nose and my eyes "glued" together. I really don't want to go to school but I should. I kinda have nothing to do right now. Anyways, I have to blowdry my hair. (and I am NOT looking forward to it.) ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;Love, Tess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-5258042085753218011?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5258042085753218011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=5258042085753218011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/5258042085753218011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/5258042085753218011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick.'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-2629712006402751759</id><published>2009-04-04T13:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:37:56.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Performance of the Music Man</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at 5 AM I woke up so that I could curl my hair for my first performance of the Music Man. I got my hair done at six then I ate some yummy oatmeal. Then, it was time to leave to my middle school. We arrived there at 6:35. Then, I went right to work with helping other girls with their hair. (I was appointed the official hair curler)In the middle of doing hair, i had to get make up on. It looked great and I was excited! Between 7 and 8 everyone was putting final touches on costumes and hair and makeup. Then at 8 we all warmed up our voices until 8:20 when half the school was coming down and quickly filling the auditorium. As we saw all the faces, my friends and I got anxious. It was happening, time to preform. It went smoothly and I had a lot of fun doing it. (Even though I was DEAD TIRED after preforming for 3 hours) Other than that though, I had fun. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-2629712006402751759?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2629712006402751759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=2629712006402751759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2629712006402751759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2629712006402751759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-performance-of-music-man.html' title='First Performance of the Music Man'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-1150830999180277120</id><published>2009-03-22T20:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:07:44.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update on things...</title><content type='html'>WOW! I haven't written in a while now. Life is hectic with school and friends and play practice and sports and family, even I can't keep up! Anywho let's get down to business.&lt;br /&gt;School. I am doing pretty well. I have gotten a 4.0 every term so far, and there's only one more to go. :D I am currently really liking my foods class, and believe it or not, i LOVE my math class. I am taking Algebra 1 and it is fun, but hard at the same time. I am doing pretty well and I was asked to tutor my brother Tynan, even though he is 8 years older than me. I took it as a compliment. Tynan is smart, but he just needed to be refreshed on pre-algebra and algebra 1. (considering he took those classes when he was my age) &lt;br /&gt;Friends. I love friends but life is so crazy nowadays that I hardly see them. It is usually a quick "hey" in the halls, or a high-five. I am trying to find more time to chill with them but with being a seventh grader, it is not always easy to do. &lt;br /&gt;Play Practice. I am in the Spring Musical for my middle school. We are preforming the Music Man. Even though I am just a townsperson, I still go to all the rehearsals after school 3 out of 5 days a week. I am excited to have the priveledge to preform for my friends and family and it will be a good expirience. I am pretty pumped, our first preformances are only 2 weeks away!&lt;br /&gt;Sports. If you know me, you know I am always looking for a good sport to play. From Basketball to Soccer to Softball to Volleyball, I do them all. I recently competed in the playoffs for churchball. Our game was yesterday, and we lost, but we had a great time playing and we lost with a smile. In early april, I am starting fast pitch, city league softball. I am pretty psyched and I am eager to begin playing games. Also, our ward is starting summer volleyball soon so I always will be doing something active this summer. &lt;br /&gt;Family. Spending time with sibs and the 'rents is VERY important. I try to hang with them, but all of our schedules are CRAZZZZZZY! We try to organize family activities though and those are always fun. Whether it is geocaching, camping, or just seeing a movie at the dollar theater, they are all equally fun. :D &lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel like making food or something, so I will talk to you later. (And I will honestly try my best to keep this blog updated)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-1150830999180277120?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1150830999180277120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=1150830999180277120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/1150830999180277120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/1150830999180277120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-things.html' title='An Update on things...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-596102409618861390</id><published>2009-02-14T19:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:17:31.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>I GOT 6 VALENTINES COOKIES!!! I am telling you this because one particular cookie was from a very close GUY friend of mine. He only bought one cookie---and it was for me! I sent him one too. He is such a Stud Muffin. Any who, I watched him play basketball at the school dance. I decided to get a heart painted on my face, and he did the same thing right after me! He is so cute! Email me if you want to know his name.&lt;br /&gt;(As if it isn't already obvious)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-596102409618861390?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/596102409618861390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=596102409618861390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/596102409618861390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/596102409618861390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-6561404827897154232</id><published>2009-02-07T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:10:10.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Small World...</title><content type='html'>Alright. So, there is this boy in my drama class at school named Thomas, and we have a lot in common. He has 11 brothers and sisters, how often do you meet someone with 11?! Also, between his oldest sibling and his youngest sibling, there are twenty years. JUST LIKE ME! We both have brown hair and blue eyes. (That is kinda common but still.) AND-- Today when I went to my brother's Church ball game, the same boy was on the other team, playing against my ward. I couldn't believe it. I was torn during the game because I wanted to root for Thomas, but I didn't want to ignore our ward. I was rooting for both teams. I even got mad at my brother because he knocked over Thomas a bazillion times. It was embarrising though because Thomas kept going over to where I was sitting and the ball kept going out of bounds. He had to throw in the ball right by me. He is sooooooo cute.... Anyways....&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't bore you with this post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-6561404827897154232?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/6561404827897154232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=6561404827897154232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/6561404827897154232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/6561404827897154232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-small-world.html' title='It&apos;s a Small World...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-5148381396906948205</id><published>2009-02-01T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:30:38.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines at CMS</title><content type='html'>At Centennial Middle School, about two weeks before Valentines Day, Cookie sales start. Student Council Members go around to each wolfpack and ask for money for cookie sales. Each cookie costs 1$ and you can send it to anyone you want. It could be your best friend, or your secret crush, or even a special family member. I chose to send one to my crush, and best guy friend. Because there are probably a bazillion people at school that know you/like you, anyone could get a big amount of cookies. (There is no limit to how many people can buy for you.) My brother Treis was a stud when he was my age and everyone loved him. During his seventh grade year, he got four cookies. In his eigth grade year, he got 15! He even needed a box to carry them home in. I don't know if I will get 15 this year, but I am shooting for 6.&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day in Middle School, &lt;br /&gt;Ya gotta love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-5148381396906948205?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/5148381396906948205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=5148381396906948205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/5148381396906948205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/5148381396906948205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-at-cms.html' title='Valentines at CMS'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-1744309465309108294</id><published>2009-01-01T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:57:50.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover @ Taraleigh's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SV2CqNQw4aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-Q4VIp6h4_c/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SV2CqNQw4aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-Q4VIp6h4_c/s200/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286525199228920226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at Taraleigh's house having a sleepover right now. We are painting nails and watching 27 Dresses. I am playing on photo booth and here is that pic is one that I took. Haha. Anyways, I just thought you readers might want to know what I was doing. :D Hope this post didn't bore you. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Tess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-1744309465309108294?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1744309465309108294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=1744309465309108294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/1744309465309108294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/1744309465309108294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepover-taraleighs.html' title='Sleepover @ Taraleigh&apos;s'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SV2CqNQw4aI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-Q4VIp6h4_c/s72-c/Photo+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-2053375839921263548</id><published>2008-12-26T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:50:14.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all reading this! I had a great day and I hope you did too.&lt;br /&gt;I received a Pink Nikon Digital Camera for christmas. I love it and I have taken lots of pictures already. (I even took pictures of my new christmas clothes :) I am at my sister's house right now, other wise i would post the pics. I will get to it soon! Merry Christmas again and a Happy New Year! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-2053375839921263548?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2053375839921263548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=2053375839921263548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2053375839921263548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2053375839921263548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-merry-christmas.html' title='A Very Merry Christmas'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-8952645040361164308</id><published>2008-11-23T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:13:43.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13th Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On November 21st, it seemed like the school bell would never ring. when it did, I hurried out of my sear and out the door on my way to the bus. I was ready to get home. The bus ride dragged on until my stop. I got off and hurried home.&lt;br /&gt;The minute I walked inside we started cleaning. We vacuumed the family room, swept the front hallway and the dining room. We wiped off the kitchen counters, we tidied the family room, tidied the living room, tidied the dining room, and tidied the kitchen. By the time holly, Kate, Lexi, my mom and I were done it was 4 pm. The party goers were set to arrive at 5:30. That gave us an hour and a half to chill, and take a breath-or so we thought. Kenzie &amp; Jesse got to our house at 4:10. Jesse handed me my present with a quick "here". Holly, Kate, Lexi, and my dad started to watch The Little Mermaid while Kenzie was doing my hair. I was in the corner of my dining room and Jesse was sitting at the dining room table and he was playing with Rambo, my brother's chihuahua.&lt;br /&gt;When my hair was done people started calling and asking directions and started to arrive. They trickled in until it was time to go down to power tumbling. WE all walked down there and handed in our waivers. I had a good time power tumbling but there was a lot of flirting. (that's what I get for inviting cute boys to my party. My friends went ga-ga :o) Anyways the night carried on and I decided that Jesse looked a little too hot so as he turned his back, Poured my cup of water over his head and shoulders. I ran away and jumped into the pit. After he was sort of dry I said sorry and he was okay. &lt;br /&gt;When we got back to my house we sang happy birthday and had cupcakes and soda. Aaron, Vince and Drake had a cupcake eating contest, wrapper and all, so my mom took a picture.Then, they had a soda drinking contest. Drake won, I think, and Vince didn't look to good so I showed him to the bathroom where he immediately threw up. He was okay afterward though so its all good. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany taught us a game called Sitting Spoons or something. It was fun. Then we played Signs, then we played Never have I ever, then we played Cheeky-Cheeky. Jesse said he had never played. so, I was able to put sparkly pink blush on his face. He knew what was going on the entire time but he still played along, he is so nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;After everyone left, Jesse and the girls that were sleeping over were the only ones left. WE played Rock band. I played the drums, Kate sang, and Jesse played the Guitar (Amazingly). He had to save Kate and I a LOT during the song. After Rock band, we made Pizza pockets. Jesse didn't wanna make one so the girls made one for him. we even put a J on the top. After we ate, Jesse's brother-in-law picked him up.&lt;br /&gt;At my sleepover, we talked about boys and played more rock band.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS THE BEST BIRTHDAY PARTY I'VE EVER HAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-8952645040361164308?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8952645040361164308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=8952645040361164308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/8952645040361164308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/8952645040361164308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/13th-birthday-party.html' title='13th Birthday Party!'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-8855384475010235578</id><published>2008-11-18T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:11:34.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A TEENAGER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SSNLoYBvcQI/AAAAAAAAADI/t9voyqUw2hw/s1600-h/Picture+776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SSNLoYBvcQI/AAAAAAAAADI/t9voyqUw2hw/s200/Picture+776.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270139145970217218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GooDNESS! I CANT BELIEVE IT! I AM THIRTEEN!!!! Yesterday was my thirteenth birthday and to be honest, I dont fell any different. :) I was so exited and LOTS of people said happy birthday to me and i was sung to in almost all 8 of my classes at school! :) I AM so happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;I think i might not have felt different because i didnt do anything. On friday though, I am having a party and it is going to be so much FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-8855384475010235578?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8855384475010235578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=8855384475010235578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/8855384475010235578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/8855384475010235578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-teenager.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;m A TEENAGER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SSNLoYBvcQI/AAAAAAAAADI/t9voyqUw2hw/s72-c/Picture+776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-4950661996142647922</id><published>2008-11-06T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:05:45.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys...</title><content type='html'>Bottom line, boys are useless. And mean. And weird. I wish i could design the perfect boy. Oh well. O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-4950661996142647922?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4950661996142647922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=4950661996142647922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4950661996142647922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4950661996142647922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/11/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-3980351680839514543</id><published>2008-10-23T18:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:14:28.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Grade means more BOYS! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOYS! Oh my goodness boys are just the cutest! Obviously being a preteen in seventh grade, i am going to think that boys are &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;cute. There are a lot of cute boys at my middle school. I've written down the names of those guys that i think are cute but i have no idea who's Reading' this so if you really wanna know all of their names, you'll have to email me asking what their names are. :) So yeah pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;There is one boy that i nicknamed jam babe that i am going to tell you about. Okay, so me and him are good friends and we hang out sometimes our older siblings hang. Anyways, we're buds. He is in my science class and we have the same lunch. And bottom line, he's pretty dang cute. He's really nice too and he's really cute. Ha ha well talk to you later!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-3980351680839514543?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3980351680839514543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=3980351680839514543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/3980351680839514543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/3980351680839514543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/10/7th-grade-means-more-boys.html' title='7th Grade means more BOYS! :)'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-171092271727298762</id><published>2008-08-24T12:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T12:30:45.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week in 7th. . .</title><content type='html'>Wowzers. It has been a crazy week! 7th grade, man it's interesting. It's fun, but it's just hard to zig zag through the school trying to find your classes, go to your locker, and be in your seat by the time 5 minutes is up. It doesn't help when one calss is room 72 when your other class is in room 28. Oh man it is hectic, especially when you have people running every which way! :s It's still fun though. &lt;br /&gt; Anyways, it's also fun because I have a lot of classes with teachers that know a lot of people in my family. So it's fun to hear about when they were in their classes. &lt;br /&gt; Seventh Grade is awesome and I will keep you updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-171092271727298762?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/171092271727298762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=171092271727298762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/171092271727298762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/171092271727298762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-week-in-7th.html' title='First Week in 7th. . .'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-3089362486307602274</id><published>2008-08-12T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:59:25.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th GRADE IN A WEEK!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh-my-heck! I am so EXCITED FOR 7TH GRADE TO START!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I truly can't wait and I REALLY wish it started Yesterday but I'm not that lucky. :/ Haha Well I got all of the classes that I wanted and I AM VERY EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!I am going to have so much fun! (Well at least I hope so! :) I am so phsyced to have a locker and to be in different classrooms all day and I can't even try to explain how EXCITED I AM !!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-3089362486307602274?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/3089362486307602274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=3089362486307602274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/3089362486307602274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/3089362486307602274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/08/7th-grade-in-week.html' title='7th GRADE IN A WEEK!!!!!'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-4275130761342078846</id><published>2008-07-26T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:44:05.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY NEW HAIR!</title><content type='html'>So.......... I got my hair dyed. It isn't anything drastic, but it is awesome! I just dyed it to make it lighter, and i hated the way it looked so my mom's friend highlighted it for me! It looks so much better and I love the way it turned out! I am so excited for it and It's a totally new me for seventh grade!!!!! Anyways, this was sorta a waste of a post, but hey, that's me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts on the situation, I LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-4275130761342078846?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4275130761342078846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=4275130761342078846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4275130761342078846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4275130761342078846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-my-new-hair.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY NEW HAIR!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-4267222880489303016</id><published>2008-07-25T14:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:03:06.508-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Fanatic</title><content type='html'>Okay so I never have anything to do in the summer so I just take pictures. :) I have a lot of pictures of me and i am working on putting them together for a slide show. Yeah, so I am a little bit of a freak but thats okay. So if you want to see them, call me or email me and i will send them to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-4267222880489303016?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4267222880489303016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=4267222880489303016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4267222880489303016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4267222880489303016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/picture-fanatic.html' title='Picture Fanatic'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-2606989949602941431</id><published>2008-07-21T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:00:50.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Computer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SIVpPy6xrcI/AAAAAAAAABY/yg3dzda1x_A/s1600-h/Tessa%27s+Computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SIVpPy6xrcI/AAAAAAAAABY/yg3dzda1x_A/s400/Tessa%27s+Computer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225698662720581058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting a Dell LAPTOP! I am SO Excited! I wont get it for a month or so but hey, I am getting one so that is what counts! I decided on the pink cause i love the color and it will go great with my room! :) I can put it on my desk for homework assignments and I can carry it around the house just incase I see or hear something that would be a good thing to jot down. (You never know :) So it will be a good thing. Until then though, I will have to stick with our old family computer thats now mine. (Trust me, It IS old) Anyways I just wanted to tell all you guys about this because I am very, very, verrrrrrrrrrrrry- HAPPY! Thanks for reading and wish me luck with the saving UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-2606989949602941431?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2606989949602941431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=2606989949602941431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2606989949602941431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2606989949602941431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-new-computer.html' title='My New Computer!'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SIVpPy6xrcI/AAAAAAAAABY/yg3dzda1x_A/s72-c/Tessa%27s+Computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-4732129048531798029</id><published>2008-07-19T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:43:50.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My cRaZy Lehi Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, I just got back from Lehi. I was helping my sister with her kids and helping to get my neice and nephew situated because they have just moved in with her. It was a crazy trip to Wal*Mart this morning but we lived. :) I helped her with making dinner, with keeping the kids happy while she painted, and keeping them entertained. It was really helpful for me to be there and it was fun to go visit my cute nephews and neice!!! (Even though we had some sad kids at times whether because of a toy or because of an ouie, they lived and we lived so it's all good.) &lt;br /&gt;   I also had a great time helping Tori paint the boy's room and next week we are painting the girl's room. :) The boy's room is blue on 3 walls, and green on one, (Sounds silly, looks AWESOME!) and the girl's room is going to be a lilac color on 3 walls and a soft pink on one. (Once again, sounds silly, looks AWESOME!)  &lt;br /&gt;   Last night, we babysat Tori's neighbor's little boy. He was not very happy when adler wouldn't play, or when the kitty cat didn't want him, but all in all he had a good time. (I think. . . :) &lt;br /&gt;   Yesterday, the power even went out. A truck that was too small to be carrying a mobile home, was driving down the road and the mobile home got un-latched and ran into the mini community's power box. We were only without power for a little while, maybe an hour or so, but it was the adventure of the day. Also, while the power was out,Tori wanted me to bring the kids outside to play so she could shampoo her front room. As we were about the go outside, I said "Tori, how are you gonna Shampoo the carpet without electricity?" and she replied. "Oh. Yeah. Thanks for pointing that out. I am scatter-brained today." So it was silly I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much what I did for my weekend and it was so fun to visit my family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-4732129048531798029?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/4732129048531798029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=4732129048531798029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4732129048531798029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/4732129048531798029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-crazy-lehi-weekend.html' title='My cRaZy Lehi Weekend'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-299568649005215035</id><published>2008-07-14T10:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:56:45.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, RE, RE-DO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SIU-UT8zGRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/p-iyIYIDn30/s1600-h/Tessa%27s+Real+Bedding+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SIU-UT8zGRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/p-iyIYIDn30/s400/Tessa%27s+Real+Bedding+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225651461306915090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this is new bedding obviously. Well, today my mom and I went to kmart and found this great bedding! It was a lot less expensive than the other bedding and it is very close to the same color. My mom and I both really liked the colors pulled together and we have the comforters and will soon get the shams, pillowcases, bed skirts, and sheet set. I am so excited! Man, am I ready for a room makeover. It's great though, because we are going to paint the furniture so it coordinates. They will all be white and it will go great with my NEW bedding. Anyways, if you want to help out, you know how to reach me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-299568649005215035?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/299568649005215035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=299568649005215035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/299568649005215035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/299568649005215035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/ready-set-re-do.html' title='Ready, Set, RE, RE-DO!'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SIU-UT8zGRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/p-iyIYIDn30/s72-c/Tessa%27s+Real+Bedding+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-2726894489178904819</id><published>2008-07-07T16:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:13:22.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Sevie! (Almost.... :)</title><content type='html'>I am getting so OLD! I can hardly believe that I will be in seventh grade in just ONE MONTH! I am so excited to finally feel grown up. (Sorta... (:) I love the classes that I am taking, and My homeroom teacher is great. I even had a dream that one the first day of school, I went back to my elementary school cause I totally forgot how old I was! The crazy thing though was that every single person my age forgot and went back to the elementary school! Anyways I am so excited and it will be GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-2726894489178904819?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/2726894489178904819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=2726894489178904819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2726894489178904819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/2726894489178904819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/seventh-grade.html' title='I&apos;m a Sevie! (Almost.... :)'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-9153771199259113120</id><published>2008-07-03T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:16:21.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Of JuLy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2cKlf5euI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BlWeow3dCcM/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218999248870800098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="122" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2cKlf5euI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BlWeow3dCcM/s320/fireworks.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Man, The fourth of July was a blast! My nephews all had a fun time and my mom took &lt;strong&gt;LOTS&lt;/strong&gt; of pictures. (My brother's chihuahua came too :)&lt;br /&gt;All my nephews and I even got free Giant Freezies. (Normally they were 1 for 2$ or 3 for 5$ but we all got them for free because they were some that weren't frozen yet. So we just froze them when we got home ;)At my sister's house, we had a BBQ and it was a fun time. What did you do on your fourth of July?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-9153771199259113120?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/9153771199259113120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=9153771199259113120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/9153771199259113120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/9153771199259113120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;4th Of JuLy!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2cKlf5euI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BlWeow3dCcM/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-8132423134402760492</id><published>2008-07-03T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:46:18.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Seven Peaks Summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2c9nuxAOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/52x80zydrLg/s1600-h/seven+peaks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219000125643358434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="113" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2c9nuxAOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/52x80zydrLg/s320/seven+peaks.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, just this week, I have been to seven peaks three times and soon to be four on Saturday. It's fun to go spend time at the water park while trying to escape the summer heat. I have gone with my nephews, my mom, and a few of my close friends. I have had a great time! -Even though I have already gotten sunburned&lt;br /&gt;:( - And the season passes that my family have are great and they save us lots of time for fun rather than waiting in line to buy day passes. So that's a plus. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-8132423134402760492?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/8132423134402760492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=8132423134402760492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/8132423134402760492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/8132423134402760492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-seven-peaks-summer.html' title='Another Seven Peaks Summer...'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2c9nuxAOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/52x80zydrLg/s72-c/seven+peaks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6977491740605870047.post-1862929792715994954</id><published>2008-07-03T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:02:26.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2dqk7qZSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gqmQ0LDo-a8/s1600-h/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219000897986258210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="65" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2dqk7qZSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gqmQ0LDo-a8/s400/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though mom still thinks I am her little princess, I am also her little athlete. Sports are my LiFe! So far I have participated in; Winter Basketball, Spring Soccer, Summer Volleyball and soon to be Fall Soccer on August 19th. I am just busy with these sports. Haha. I will keep you updated when Fall Soccers comes around the corner. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6977491740605870047-1862929792715994954?l=tessamillar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/feeds/1862929792715994954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6977491740605870047&amp;postID=1862929792715994954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/1862929792715994954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6977491740605870047/posts/default/1862929792715994954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tessamillar.blogspot.com/2008/07/sports-anyone.html' title='Sports Anyone?'/><author><name>unstoppable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05963780286858606678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0Z0W-9kfpLY/SG2dqk7qZSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gqmQ0LDo-a8/s72-c/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
