<?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-3593768663330711555</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:37:39.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(insert title here)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593768663330711555.post-1614148514603468167</id><published>2007-04-05T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T09:21:04.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The impending doom of finals...</title><content type='html'>I am a very busy and stressed person at the moment!  So apologies for my sparse updates.  The conservatory is busier than ever lately, as people practice for our upcoming Juries (with a capital J, to emphasize its importance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, the end of my first year of classes has brought with it some fantastic recitals.  Not only were the performances spectacular, but so were the receptions!  The chocolate fountain was my favourite.  Although attending every one really eats up a lot of time, it was a huge amount of fun, and really inspiring to see what some of the graduates and upper year students have accomplished in their time at Mount A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight of the week was the grad shaft.  Apparently it is an annual tradition that the grad class shafts the conservatory at the end of the year.  I went in early (disgustingly early - 7 am in fact!) to practice, and was mildly suprised to find two balls of hay and the door of the conservatory covered in newspaper.  Stranger things have happened, though - especially in residence. So I went in without expecting too much.  And I found that the graduating class had fashioned a makeshift pen in the foyer of the conservatory, covered it with hay, and put a chicken inside - a real, live chicken.  The statue of patron Marjorie Young Bell which graces the conservatory was also now wearing a straw hat.  Completing the picture was a sign saying "Elliot's Corral", a play on Mount Allison's Elliot Chorale.  Apparently the chicken's name was Elliot.  I really wish I had brought a camera to school that day - but I was not expecting this.  In fact, it wasn't until I went down to the lobby and hour and a half later to get ready for class after practicing that I believed I had actually seen a chicken in the conservatory and I hadn't just been really tired and starting to see things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conserv was definitely starting to smell by the end of the day - but it was worth it to watch the double-takes and hear the shocked exclamations as people entered the building.  Seriously, is there any other music department with as wonderful a sense of humour as Mount Allison?  I don't think so.  I have a lot of friends in music at other universities, but none of them have fun stories about finding a chicken in the lobby.  It was one of those days where I was extraordinarily happy to have chosen MTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-1614148514603468167?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1614148514603468167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=1614148514603468167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/1614148514603468167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/1614148514603468167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/04/impending-doom-of-finals.html' title='The impending doom of finals...'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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-3593768663330711555.post-3397247299128650190</id><published>2007-03-24T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:59:35.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Highlight of Sackville Life...</title><content type='html'>...Is definitely the bowling alley, which I have recently discovered.  Why did I only dicover it recently? Well...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgnnvaNNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k6FLZmn0xM4/s1600-h/bowling+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgnnvaNNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k6FLZmn0xM4/s400/bowling+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045545191337506002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see the function of the bowling alley is not nearly as important as the fact that it is sponsored by Coke.  I never really noticed that part about "Sackville Bowling" and always wondered why there was a gigantic "Coke" sign hanging off of that building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVf0HvaNHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j6KE88XFv1o/s1600-h/bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVf0HvaNHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/j6KE88XFv1o/s400/bowling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045544306574242930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The inside of the bowling alley... and yes... this is the whole bowling alley!  For us city girls it was a bit suprising!  But it was fantastic because we took up the entire alley.  And the biggest shock definitely came for Danielle, who is from Toronto.  She discovered that everywhere else - we had representatives from Manitoba, Saskatchewan, Newfoundland, and various Maritimes places - people get to bowl three balls each turn.  Apparently in Toronto it is only two!  She felt very cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgHXvaNII/AAAAAAAAAEc/gYcK0prdW-8/s1600-h/bowling+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgHXvaNII/AAAAAAAAAEc/gYcK0prdW-8/s400/bowling+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045544637286724738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me showing off our musical selection of the night.... Backstreet Boys.  We are sooooo classy... not... but that's ok, because last night we went to Jazz at Jennings, which was definitely the classiest way to spend Friday night ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgU3vaNKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OM-bNkyo6OQ/s1600-h/bowling+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgU3vaNKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/OM-bNkyo6OQ/s400/bowling+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045544869214958754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we are - the bowling lanes in their full glory, complete with a disco ball and what looked like Christmas lights for decoration!  We found this hilarious, and awesome.  These are the small joys of small-town life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgNHvaNJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4zkG_Y4eSYM/s1600-h/bowling+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgNHvaNJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4zkG_Y4eSYM/s400/bowling+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045544736070972562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samahra displays the diverse shoe selection of Sackville Bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVghXvaNMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VfWyZo9SpSg/s1600-h/bowling+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVghXvaNMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VfWyZo9SpSg/s400/bowling+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045545083963323586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Into our third round, Danielle and I got tired of bowling normally... so here is an example of one of our many creative approaches.  The picture is dark and hard to see, but we are bowling under one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgZ3vaNLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/or49FYLphmQ/s1600-h/bowlign+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgZ3vaNLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/or49FYLphmQ/s400/bowlign+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045544955114304690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Hannah started dancing.  Definitely a fun night.  Which is why everyone needs the experience of going to the Sackville bowling alley!  I definitely plan on going as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I close off this entry, I need to express my excitement for tomorrow, when Choral Society will be performing Faure's Requiem at the Chapel!  And, Elliot Chorale will be performing the Requiem of fantastic Canadian composer Eleanor Daley.  Two of my favourite composers ever!  The Requiem is a whole lot of fun to sing, and should be a lot of fun to hear as well, so I am pumped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-3397247299128650190?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3397247299128650190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=3397247299128650190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/3397247299128650190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/3397247299128650190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/03/highlight-of-sackville-life.html' title='The Highlight of Sackville Life...'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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/_zToWYn3ezTc/RgVgnnvaNNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/k6FLZmn0xM4/s72-c/bowling+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593768663330711555.post-1651437906488301234</id><published>2007-03-15T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T07:15:08.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>One fun event of last week was my friend Michelle's 19th birthday... celebrated in style at Joey's restaurant and later at the pub.  I skipped out on the pub to go to the piano concert I mentioned last entry, but the restaurant was a fun time... I have never seen so many people stuffed into Joey's at once!  So  to commemorate the invident here are some photos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLGLasxvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NgBfJCTbDn0/s1600-h/birthday+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLGLasxvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NgBfJCTbDn0/s400/birthday+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042284564822410994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah........ I wasn't exaggerating, we really took up most of the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLCrasxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4rdrMDJ_6L0/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLCrasxuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4rdrMDJ_6L0/s400/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042284504692868834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Michelle's pseudo-birthday cake!  the cupcakes were really yummy.  And we sang happy birthday in about 5 keys at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLJbasxwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GD6B9RTWIMc/s1600-h/birthday+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLJbasxwI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GD6B9RTWIMc/s400/birthday+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042284620656985858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since there were so many of us at one table, it was reaaaally hard to get out.  So when you had to go to bathroom... table ducking was what you had to do.  Here is my friend Danielle caught in the act.  I am looking on and laughing at her like the supportive friend I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-1651437906488301234?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1651437906488301234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=1651437906488301234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/1651437906488301234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/1651437906488301234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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/_zToWYn3ezTc/RfnLGLasxvI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NgBfJCTbDn0/s72-c/birthday+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593768663330711555.post-3139245742026295468</id><published>2007-03-12T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:33:08.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>concerts and other fun stuff</title><content type='html'>Wow... I don't even know where to start after all the fantastic things I've seen since my last entry!  I suppose I will start from the most recent and work my way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - the Student Composition Recital, which was an exciting chance to see what the composition students here have come up with.  I was very impressed with the variety of music that was played - piano pieces, electronic music, a horn duet, choral music... it was a neat chance to look into what composition students have been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - a concert of piano duets played by the piano faculty of Mount A, and it was absolutely fantastic!  One piece I particularly enjoyed a two-piano arrangement of La Valse by Ravel, which was an apocalyptic view of wartime Vienna.  All in all it was a wonderful night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Every year students from Mount Allison put on a showing of the Vagina Monologues, and having never seen them before I had a real treat Friday night.  I will definitely make a point to go every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, last week Ballet Jorgen visited Sackville with their production of Romeo and Juliet's Prokofiev.  It never ceases to amaze me how lucky the people of this town are - I can't imagine anywhere else with a population of 4000 where professional ballets are put on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-3139245742026295468?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3139245742026295468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=3139245742026295468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/3139245742026295468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/3139245742026295468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/03/concerts-and-other-fun-stuff.html' title='concerts and other fun stuff'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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-3593768663330711555.post-7291202889009894003</id><published>2007-03-01T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:19:30.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>february break</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a wonderful break - I know I did.  Some people had trouble with delayed flights out of Toronto, but we're all safely here now!  And I had a wonderful break at home in Saskatoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, March 1, marks the start of a inter-house energy reducing competition with the prize of a big screen TV (ironically).  So right now I'm living without the conveniences of a fridge... or lights... which is fun, albeit challenging.  The only thing I refuse to go without is television.  Sometimes the only thing that keeps me going on Mondays is the prospect of a new Heroes episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is shaping up to be a big one concert-wise.  Tonight is "Music and Verse" presented by the Music as a Cure society - proceeds go to the MS Society of Atlantic Canada.  Tomorrow there is an organ recital and a master class by Kevin Birch, and Saturday is Ballet Jorgen's production of Romeo and Juliet.  So this is a very exciting weekend!  And on Monday, the student recitals are kicking off.  I will definitely be getting around to as many of these as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out and take some pictures to put up here - I've been slacking off lately!  I will do this soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-7291202889009894003?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/7291202889009894003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=7291202889009894003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/7291202889009894003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/7291202889009894003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/03/february-break.html' title='february break'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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-3593768663330711555.post-3044703975713515930</id><published>2007-02-15T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:55:13.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is VERY WINDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting news I have of late is that myself and 4 friends have all signed leases on a house for next year.  As a word of warning - if you want to live off-campus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; leave it until as late as we did.  We are incredibly lucky to have found a beautiful place that only just went on the market, because the current landlords just bought it a couple weeks ago.  All the other places left were... not so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sackville's size is both a blessing and a curse when finding a house - it does mean that housing is limited, so you have to get started on finding a place much sooner than universities in big cities.  But it means that there are fewer houses and landlords to choose from.  I recommend joining the Mount A facebook group "Rate my Landlord", which helps you avoid landlords with a less than ideal reputation (if you are thinking about coming to university without a facebook account.... don't do it.  Just don't.  It is an essential).  My friends living in big cities - especially the Torontonians - have so many options available that they have no clue where to start.  Not a problem here.  Just go to the SAC's housing website, put your requirements (price, size, etc) in and start phoning landlords.  Also, Sackville's small size means that you have really decent chance of being close to campus.... since... you can't really get too far from campus in the whole town... no matter how hard you try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house we got is gorgeous - it is recently renovated with five big, bright bedrooms, a living room, a rec room, laundry facilities, storage places, a nice big kitchen, a fireplace, a porch, and even a back deck!  I am terribly excited.  I would put pictures up, but it doesn't belong to us until May 1, so right now that would be a bad idea... since we don't own it.  And the rent is verrrrrry decent.  Housing in Sackville is very cheap. Compared to some places (aka Saskatoon, the only other place I've ever lived).  It is also about 20 seconds away from the only cafe and the only movie theatre in Sackville... we are going to be living a sweet, sweet life next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, residence life is wonderful.  I will miss it.  But I have a couple gigantic problems with it.... ok, mostly one, which is that I have to withhold the urge to burst into song whenever I please, because you are sharing a living space with so many other people.  This has proven to be a huuuuuuge trial for me.  Apparently, I can't survive it. But in a house with 4 friends - all of whom are aware of and willing to put up with my songful tendencies - I can start belting out Rent or Wicked whenever I please.  Well, not *whenever* I please.  I suppose that at 3 a.m. on a school night in the middle of midterms, my version of "Take me or Leave me", however stunning, would probably not be appreciated.  But it's a step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to take (usually disasterous) forays into the world of cooking.  It will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In non-house related news, Windsor Theatre's production of Running Far Back was a great success, as were the series of vocal workshops, concerts, and seminars held last weekend.  I particularly enjoyed the seminar on vocal health.  Lots of good stuff was learned there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-3044703975713515930?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/3044703975713515930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=3044703975713515930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/3044703975713515930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/3044703975713515930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-is-very-windy-most-exciting-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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-3593768663330711555.post-6697580038151459587</id><published>2007-02-13T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T03:53:47.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whooooaaaa</title><content type='html'>.....life is crazy!!!!!  Mid-terms are going on and I am singing in Collegium tomorrow, and I haven't practiced piano or voice even close to enough, and I have projects due tomorrow and Friday neither of which I have started!  So that is why I haven't been updating, and also why I have exactly 14 minutes to write this entry before I leave for a rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly... I hope anyone from Mount A reading this checked out the fabulous Opera Workshop performances on Monday and Sunday.  I had the honour of being a stagehand for this fantastic production... and it really was fantastic!  I know at least a few people who went both nights because they enjoyed it so much the first time.  It was hysterically funny at times, and heart-melting at others.  I am so lucky to be a part of a music department that has produced such amazing singers (and actors!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A one-act opera called The Game of Chance by Seymour Barab was performed, and selections from Douglas Moore's The Ballad of Baby Doe, Menotti's The Maid and the Thief, and Eugene Onegin by Tchaikovsky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turns out my 14 minutes are waaaay up...  Goodbye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-6697580038151459587?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/6697580038151459587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=6697580038151459587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/6697580038151459587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/6697580038151459587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/whooooaaaa.html' title='whooooaaaa'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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-3593768663330711555.post-9210423599830834651</id><published>2007-02-05T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T05:09:45.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>This will be an entry of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Every residence on campus has a themed house party once a year.  This Friday was Edwards, theme: "Edwards does the Eras".   There were some amazing costumes, and here are a couple samples.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnLefYn9QI/AAAAAAAAADI/5SPjx05Ogp4/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnLefYn9QI/AAAAAAAAADI/5SPjx05Ogp4/s320/Mt+A+2006+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028774183617164546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf5rPYn9EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ctKmz3XWTzA/s1600-h/n164201871_30455416_2768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf5rPYn9EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ctKmz3XWTzA/s320/n164201871_30455416_2768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028262030241952834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin dressed as Elton John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf50PYn9FI/AAAAAAAAABE/pSRBkqc-6xk/s1600-h/n1645830088_81883_5260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf50PYn9FI/AAAAAAAAABE/pSRBkqc-6xk/s320/n1645830088_81883_5260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028262184860775506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Megan (80's) and myself (a hippie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnKtvYn9PI/AAAAAAAAADA/24CKxombWsM/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnKtvYn9PI/AAAAAAAAADA/24CKxombWsM/s320/Mt+A+2006+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028773346098541810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the most fantastic costume)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnLpvYn9RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MSCYnIYB9vs/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnLpvYn9RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MSCYnIYB9vs/s320/Mt+A+2006+150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028774376890692882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the most fantastic hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf6g_Yn9II/AAAAAAAAABc/zCmsDmlbi8Q/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf6g_Yn9II/AAAAAAAAABc/zCmsDmlbi8Q/s320/Mt+A+2006+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028262953659921538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Post party partying in Lesley's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On an unrelated subject, some very clever person did this to a sign warning Edwardians against letting in strangers.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnPa_Yn9TI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ke6zQjm7wa0/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnPa_Yn9TI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ke6zQjm7wa0/s400/Mt+A+2006+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028778521534133554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf59fYn9GI/AAAAAAAAABM/tS8e8Ba3ejU/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Hugh Laurie looking stern)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last but not least, some pictures of Sackville.  Coming from 5000 km away, coming to visit Mount A and see what it looked like was not a possibility for me.  So here, prospective students, are a few photos of campus in winter.  These were taken during the closest thing to a snowstorm I have seen in Sackville.  Snowstorm is a relative term, I have discovered since moving here.  I wouldn't be out taking pictures during a snowstorm in Saskatchewan unless I wanted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;. But they are - so far - much gentler and more pleasant here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf6ZvYn9HI/AAAAAAAAABU/kjTqPNhqE-k/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf6ZvYn9HI/AAAAAAAAABU/kjTqPNhqE-k/s320/Mt+A+2006+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028262829105869938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Avard Dixon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf61fYn9JI/AAAAAAAAABk/iTAPLIa-wQ0/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf61fYn9JI/AAAAAAAAABk/iTAPLIa-wQ0/s320/Mt+A+2006+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028263305847239826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Hart Hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf7k_Yn9NI/AAAAAAAAACE/o9u_865fpqo/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf7k_Yn9NI/AAAAAAAAACE/o9u_865fpqo/s320/Mt+A+2006+193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028264121891026130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(taken from out behind the conservatory, with a bit of Crabtree and the path to the swan pond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf7ePYn9MI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MyDP93f4X6Q/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf7ePYn9MI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MyDP93f4X6Q/s320/Mt+A+2006+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028264005926909122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the path to Convocation Hall... which normally would be visible in this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcgBjvYn9OI/AAAAAAAAACM/_6s1W9cBTzo/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcgBjvYn9OI/AAAAAAAAACM/_6s1W9cBTzo/s320/Mt+A+2006+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028270697485956322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Bigelow House, with the Chapel in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf7IvYn9KI/AAAAAAAAABs/K1aCxg6O9Dg/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/Rcf7IvYn9KI/AAAAAAAAABs/K1aCxg6O9Dg/s320/Mt+A+2006+191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028263636559721634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(some trees by the conserv)&lt;br /&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/3593768663330711555-9210423599830834651?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/9210423599830834651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=9210423599830834651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/9210423599830834651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/9210423599830834651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcnLefYn9QI/AAAAAAAAADI/5SPjx05Ogp4/s72-c/Mt+A+2006+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593768663330711555.post-5092377402453817732</id><published>2007-02-01T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:49:03.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the month of january in review</title><content type='html'>I am a huge fan of lists and I make them constantly.  So I guarantee that this will not be the last list I put in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlights of January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Wizard of Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the immense honour of being a Tree in Garnet and Gold's musical production of the Wizard of Oz.  Perks of this role included some of the worst punning I have ever heard in my life (sample lines: "They've made saps of us all", "I think it's time we boughed out") and getting to throw apples at people.  Being in the show leeched away all my free time for the whole month of January... and I loved it.  We put on a fabulous show; apart from a rampant fire extinguisher going off and some mishaps with the Great Oz's balloon, it went very smoothly.  The cast party was pretty typical of a musical cast party, meaning that we played drama games and burst into song a lot.  Now  I am suddenly confused by the amount of free time I have.  Vicki apparently had the presence of mind to bring a camera, so you can check out her blog to see some awesome pics of our fabulous cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIbafYn9AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9J8GDsP10_A/s1600-h/Mt+A+2006+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIbafYn9AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9J8GDsP10_A/s320/Mt+A+2006+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026610276014224386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(trees.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2.  Turning 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... was pretty cool.  One of the fun things about living in Residence is getting to deocrate your friends doors on their birthday and make them a themed cake.   At least if you live in Edwards, it is.  So far I have assisted in the making of a pool-shaped cake for a water-polo playing and lifeguarding friend, a flute-shaped cake for a flute-playing friend, and a cake shaped like Paraguay for a friend from Paraguay.  We used a map as a guideline and even put a little dot which represented his house.  When we gave it to him he informed us that we had put his house in the middle of wild, uninhabitable jungle.  Ooops.   Anyway, my cake was shaped like ice cream, because I mentioned that every birthday I'd had at home, my parents had bought me an ice cream cake.  Also, conveniently enough, Garnet and Gold's annual Pub Night was that Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIdDvYn9BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1qJ9APmDrqU/s1600-h/n1645830088_75584_2477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIdDvYn9BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1qJ9APmDrqU/s320/n1645830088_75584_2477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026612084195456018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the door of my dorm room looked like this when i came back from rehearsal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIdM_Yn9CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2-MiVBKCRvY/s1600-h/n1645830088_75606_9212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIdM_Yn9CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2-MiVBKCRvY/s320/n1645830088_75606_9212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026612243109245986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pool at the Pub)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIdl_Yn9DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bww8_DqI_Ng/s1600-h/n1645830088_75612_3342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIdl_Yn9DI/AAAAAAAAAAk/bww8_DqI_Ng/s320/n1645830088_75612_3342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026612672605975602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the most intense game of foosball EVER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  the Blood Clinic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are blood clinics every three months or so in Sackville, and I make sure not to miss one.  Several of my sectionmates and I go together to share in the joy of saving lives together!  Unfortunately the process did not go so well for me this time and I am still sporting a rather impressive bruise now.  But a bruise is a small price to pay.   Apparently drinking a lot of water before really does speed up the process...  My donation time decreased by 6 minutes this time, and I suspect the reason why was the obscene amount of water I drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i really don't have any pictures here, since as far as photogenic things go, blood clinics are pretty low down on the list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end my list here.  Because the truth is, all I did for all of January, was rehearse the Wizard of Oz, every day, incessantly.  Oh my free time, how I have missed you.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3593768663330711555-5092377402453817732?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/5092377402453817732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=5092377402453817732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/5092377402453817732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/5092377402453817732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/02/month-of-january-in-review.html' title='the month of january in review'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zToWYn3ezTc/RcIbafYn9AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9J8GDsP10_A/s72-c/Mt+A+2006+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3593768663330711555.post-1313202794278165018</id><published>2007-01-29T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:13:59.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a first entry</title><content type='html'>Hey all.  I believe the obligatory introduction entry is in order... so today I will write a bit about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jenn.  I am a first year student at Mount Allison, and I am enrolled in the Bachelor of Music program.  I am majoring in Voice, and at this point I could minor in English, History, Drama, or Religious Studies.  And I kind of want to do all of them.  So clearly I have some decision making ahead of me.   In short, if you are interested in going into music, I am the blogger to contact.  If you're not interested in going into music, feel free to contact me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living on campus in the fabulous Edwards House.  Edwards has a reputation as rather quiet house which is not entirely undeserved... rumour is that we have the highest average GPA on campus.  But there is a lot of fun to be had here as well, with pranks and games of Assassins and events like Battle of the Sexes.  It is one of the smallest residences, which makes for a great sense of community - we sit together at meals, walk to concerts and lectures together, and all sorts of good stuff like that.  Despite living in Edwards, however, 90% of the time you can find me in the conservatory; practicing piano or voice, going to lessons and classes and rehearsals, hunting down scores in the music library, attending concerts and masterclasses... if you're a music student it all goes down at the conserv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home for me is Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, so I have had a fun time adjusting to life in the maritimes.  I have still not adjusted to weather, which is ridiculously spastic.  It will be perfectly sunny, and then start to rain with absolutely no warning.  And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;, it will start to snow.  And this is all in the course of an hour.  In Saskatchewan this does not happen.  I am not alone in my confusion, though - there are no other Saskatchewanians in Edwards, but there are a couple Albertans and a few Manitobans.  We have a pretty good representation from the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as extracurricular activities go, I am a member of Mount A's Choral Society, Garnet and Gold (a musical theatre group), and the Dance Society.  This is subject to change, as I am interested in increasing my involvement this semester, now that I have a handle on univeristy life.   I have a strong interest in human rights, so I am hoping to join up with Habitat for Humanity, Rights and Democracy, or Free the Children this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my interests go... well, I'm interested in music, obviously.  But not just the classical voice I am studying.  I recently celebrated my 19th birthday, so intend to make the most of this by going to all the 19+ shows like Owen Pallett I pined over missing last semester.  I love theatre, and have done my best not to miss a show at Windsor Theatre.  Once upon a time I used to read but I have to read so much for school anyway that it seems like a lot more work than it used to, and besides, there is that wonderful invention of television.  There are three shows I refuse to miss; House, Heroes, and, of course, Grey's Anatomy.  Everyone loves Grey's Anatomy.  One time there was a fire drill during it, and I was not the only person who was tempted to stay inside and burn rather than leave in the middle of an intense moment between Burke and Cristina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about wraps it up for today.  There is more to me than what is written here, but that will become clear as I keep posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Jenn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3593768663330711555-1313202794278165018?l=mounta-jenn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/feeds/1313202794278165018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3593768663330711555&amp;postID=1313202794278165018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/1313202794278165018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3593768663330711555/posts/default/1313202794278165018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mounta-jenn.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-entry.html' title='a first entry'/><author><name>Jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06991572111001603041</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></feed>
