<?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-16450116</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:47:25.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Next?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16450116.post-116109503161949182</id><published>2006-10-17T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:23:51.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucks!!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright so I'm scared of red pickup trucks and Tillitson now.  After four years of crossing the road it finally happened... I was hit by a truck.  Yep that's right my body was hit by a moving vehicular device and you know what?  It hurts.  I'm ok for the most part I'll have a few bruises but he had slowed down a lot; my guess is that he was doing about 10 or less at the start of the impact 0 by the end.  He offered to give me a ride to wherever I needed to go, but me being me I just casually walked to class as if nothing had happened.  Yep what a great start to a crappy day.  On a brighter note I'm doing fine with all my class work, every thing is going great and time is flying by, and I mean flying.  I'll be out of here in no time at the rate it is going.  I also have to make some really big decisions soon that are life changing for not one but two people.  Also need to look for a nice position at a school and then find a house or do the good old build a house.   I should probably get in touch with Jordan on this matter and may be my cousin.  Anyways Victoria and I are doing lovely. We will see each other this Wednesday and she'll be here till Friday.  She's going to stay at home and work on projects and use some of my stuff to help her out.  So the end of this week will be fun and then on Saturday I'll probably go out shopping with my mom and look at the ideas I have for her new fat quarter libraries.  Anyways I'm going to lay down for a bit pr walk around the building talk to everyone later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-116109503161949182?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/116109503161949182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=116109503161949182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/116109503161949182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/116109503161949182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/10/trucks.html' title='Trucks!!!!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-116009713337576564</id><published>2006-10-05T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:12:13.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Semester</title><content type='html'>It is a new school year and ready things are heating up.  I know that it has been a while but school is where it's at.  I have been going into a kindergarten classroom for the past month to observe and now I am starting to student teach in that classroom.  I love the teacher that I am working with and I absolutely adore the kids!  They are just a joy to watch and talk with.  The main thing that I have been working on is my portfolio which is going to be my major grade this school year (both semesters).  I have two chances to past it and I really hope that it is this semester that I pass it.  Not only do I student teach all day but then I also have a night class on Mondays.  It really stinks because I'm working on my portfolio, student teaching, and trying to fit in class and homework.  It is a lot of work and it is definitely draining on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I do my big lessons that are going to go into my portfolio and I am so nervous.  All of my teachers believe in me though so I have faith that everything will turn out the way that I hope.  The kids all seem to like me so hopefully that will makes things seem a little better.  I am definitely a perfectionist when it comes to my lessons so it is very hard for me.  Anyway, please think about me next week as I do my lessons, because they need to go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about school, it makes me sick thinking about it.  I am involved in a lot of things on campus right now so I have a lot of conferences coming up this month.  They are going to be great conferences where I learn a lot about teaching so I am very excited about going to them.  Brian and I are doing fabulous.  We are learning do deal even more with distance.  We now see each other less and less because my weekends seem to fill up more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting thing right now!  I have FISH!!!!!  I have named one of them, his name is Rascal, but the other fishy doesn't have a name.  If you can think of a name for him that would be great!  Just give me some ideas.  They seem to like their tank and like their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I got to get back to work, lots to do!  Have a great week, month, whatever until next I write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-116009713337576564?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/116009713337576564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=116009713337576564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/116009713337576564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/116009713337576564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-semester.html' title='The New Semester'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-115802518240249583</id><published>2006-09-11T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:39:42.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>So VIctoria and I are both extremely busy and that is why we haven't updated this lol.  We'll try to update more often when we find time; I'll make time when we get together to see each other.  New things in our lives are an electric helicopter and a very beautiful orchid.  I play with my helicopter and it is a thrill to watch for anyone, and her orchid is so lovely and adds peace and tranquility to her room.  Oh well if you guys and gals, ladies and gentlemen, galkers and gabbers have any questions comments or otherwise any weird things just send us an email: bmdumpert@bsu.edu  Victoria will recieve the message if you put victoria in the subject or adress it to her in the body.  Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115802518240249583?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115802518240249583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115802518240249583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115802518240249583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115802518240249583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115622143281041455</id><published>2006-08-22T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T00:37:12.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What now....</title><content type='html'>I don't know.  I just want to go to school.  My friends are there, I'm not bored there, and there is always something to do.  I want to teach my little kindergarteners and really I just want things to be okay.  But they'll probably never be okay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115622143281041455?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115622143281041455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115622143281041455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115622143281041455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115622143281041455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-now.html' title='What now....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-115621446745519666</id><published>2006-08-21T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:41:07.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School and everything else</title><content type='html'>School has started back up and it stinks like always. I think I have one class i like so far and that is a physchology class. All my other classes seem boring and not fun right now. Tomorrow I'll see the rest of them and maybe things will change you never know. Besides that I'm feeling down. I('ve been working really hard the past 6 or so days moving stuff around and preparing things for school. I've been working really har and for other people and have recieved a lack of appreiciation from the people I have been helping. Victoria has been watching shows while I try to talk to her which makes me feel like I'm being ignored. I ask questions and don't get answers. I feel like everything is working against me and that no one seems to want to show me love. Oh well, it's always been this way for me so I'm used to it but it still hurts me. &lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115621446745519666?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115621446745519666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115621446745519666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115621446745519666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115621446745519666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-and-everything-else.html' title='School and everything else'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115410670213405500</id><published>2006-07-28T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T13:11:42.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it over yet?</title><content type='html'>Well camp is starting to drag on, and the problems with communication and other complications doesn't make it any easier on any of us. Handicraft staff is at the point of breaking down completely and we're pushing to keep it all together. It is really hard teaching six merit badges a day and then hearing that other areas have free time in the afternoon. It gets under skin, knowing that your area is the only area that works non-stop and then has to work at night just to let those last few boys complete. In the end though it is very rewarding knowing that the boys you taught that week had a great week and that they enjoyed themselves. So is the life of a merit badge instructor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115410670213405500?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115410670213405500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115410670213405500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115410670213405500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115410670213405500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-it-over-yet.html' title='Is it over yet?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115166767708970259</id><published>2006-06-30T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T07:41:17.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Things Out</title><content type='html'>Ok Victoria and I are working things out and have decided to help each other cope with ourselves during the camp season. The problem with camp is that it puts a lot of stress onto both of us and causes us to push each other away with out even thinking about it. I know I easily pushed Victoria aside for the OA Call-out and that Victoria pushed me aside to help out many a person. Relationships at camp are hard and you often take the person you truely love for granted until it is too late. So what are Victoria and I going to do you ask, we are simply going to remind each other when we are starting to not feel loved. Nothing really hard to do but it does take courage to step up and tell your loved one that. WEll its almost time for flags and i have to fill up some water bottles so till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115166767708970259?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115166767708970259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115166767708970259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115166767708970259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115166767708970259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/working-things-out.html' title='Working Things Out'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115158162581256930</id><published>2006-06-29T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T07:47:05.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends or Girlfriend/boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>I really can't tell what we are anymore. It is driving me crazy and it hurts me to know that we may be drifting apart. I love her so much but hardly feel anything back in return. She puts the scouts first which is good but also puts her friends first too. I'm usually last so I hardly get time to talk to her and it doesn't help that I have no friends on staff here. I'm all alone most of the time when the staff is all together. I think I may just start doing my own thing and letting Victoria do hers; knowing that we will both be hurt but at least it may make the pain on me less. It feels like she hardly notices when I'm around so why would she care if I wasn't by her side and I was off doing my own thing? She said we would try to talk to each other at least for a little while every night that has turned out to be talk at the wee hours of night which take away from sleep time for me. I honestly think she doesn't even know me, the real me, the person she is supposed to love. Anyways that is how I'm feeling about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp is going ok but once again I have no real friends down here. No one seems to want to put the little extra effort in to befriend me and, quite frankly, I'm tired of trying to befriend other people. I act nice and pleasant but still no one wants to talk to me. The other day I saw everyone laughing and having a good time at flags but the moment I stood with them everything stopped no one said a word. I feel an outcast when it come to staff and my girlfriend; leaving me with close to nothing to look forward too. My family and my dedictation to scouting are what is keeping me going and that is quickly running out of support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115158162581256930?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115158162581256930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115158162581256930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115158162581256930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115158162581256930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends-or-girlfriendboyfriend.html' title='Friends or Girlfriend/boyfriend?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115137619426474994</id><published>2006-06-26T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:43:14.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp things....</title><content type='html'>So yeah....camp is camp.  It is a lot of work but in the end it is all worth it.  I am definitely having some fun, but I just continue to be a little stressed out.  Things should be getting  better now though because I actually have enough staff members to teach merit badges and don't have to have a CIT teach.  I am very concerned though about some things.  I am worried about what is happening to the camp staff.  Someone just left today that I have a lot of respect for and I really don't know what to think.  I don't really know much and I really don't want to know what happened.  I just know that he/she was dismissed and I am greatly disappointed.  I just hope that we as a staff can hold it together, which I know that we can.  Hopefully people on staff will start to realize what is really expected of them and this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian and I are okay.  We need to work on some things and we are finding it hard to separate work and our relationship.  When I am at camp, that is my life and it is all that I want to focus on.  I want everything to be perfect for the scouts and I want them to have a great experience.  This is, of course, one of the downfalls of being a perfectionist.  Things are never perfect and I need to start realizing that.  I do realize it, I just need to find out how to not be a perfectionist sometimes.  I hate adding stress to our relationship so I am going to try very hard to separate work and out relationship and watching what I say and my actions, because sometimes my actions do not cordinate with what I am reacting too.  So I need to start obeying the law of action to reaction.  Things will get better, I know they will, but we will see in time what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am need to get going to bed and probably do some talking to people.  Have a great evening everyone.  Until I write again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115137619426474994?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115137619426474994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115137619426474994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115137619426474994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115137619426474994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/camp-things.html' title='Camp things....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-115076991417617944</id><published>2006-06-19T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:18:34.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At camp</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm at camp and having a decent time. Something has been misplaced and it is making the Handicraft staff crazy, including Victoria. We're all kind of stressed out too, but we'll get through the week and be ok. Well victoria is tryign to check stff online so I'll talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115076991417617944?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115076991417617944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115076991417617944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115076991417617944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115076991417617944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/at-camp.html' title='At camp'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115042611219695196</id><published>2006-06-15T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T22:48:32.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You have no Idea</title><content type='html'>You have no Idea even though I've told you many times. You have no idea what is wrong with me even though it stares you down in your eyes. You know exactly what is wrong because you've seen it before. Why don't you just ask and say the things you need too? Why don't you try to just talk to me? I know I may say things are ok, but that is all just to ease your mind and let you rest easy. The truth is I haven't really slept for the past 4 days. You know what I need but you often make it so I can't get it. I still love you regardless of how much you put me through. The real question is do you really love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115042611219695196?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115042611219695196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115042611219695196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115042611219695196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115042611219695196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-have-no-idea.html' title='You have no Idea'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115037124543649293</id><published>2006-06-15T07:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T07:34:05.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Feel Good At All</title><content type='html'>Ok I really don't feel on many levels. First I'm sick yes it is the summer influenza and all but I have been getting in the past few days. The next thing is that I don't feel like Victoria is thinking about me much or caring about me. I know she is thinking about me as being one of her staff members because she is looking forward to that. She just haven't really given me the time to talk to her like she used to. We talk less again and usually only about camp and after she is done with her day. She ends her day around 11 but I end mine before 10. Anyways I just don't feel good about anything right now so I'm close to the point of not calling her anymore this week. Talk to you everyone later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115037124543649293?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115037124543649293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115037124543649293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115037124543649293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115037124543649293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/dont-feel-good-at-all.html' title='Don&apos;t Feel Good At All'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-115005944790606218</id><published>2006-06-11T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:52:02.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>Okay so camp is okay right now.  I am dealing with having only three staff members, which means that my CIT for the week is teaching and not observing, but it is okay.  Next week I will have another permaent staff member and that will make things better.  Yeah, I have been pretty stressed out lately and I can definitely tell that I am getting on people's nerves.  My sister graduated yesterday and then just left like an hour ago.  I am not excited about this change but things will be okay I hope.  The people around here just don't understand.  I know that she will be okay but she is my little sister and I am use to getting the time to see her over the summer, after not seeing her all through the school year.  She is going down to South Carolina tomorrow to begin boot camp.  I am going to post the address on here as soon as I get it so that you can write to her, if you would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise things are going well.  I have to go get ready, though, for week 2 of campers.  Oh joy!  Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-115005944790606218?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/115005944790606218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=115005944790606218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115005944790606218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/115005944790606218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-114990897271890824</id><published>2006-06-09T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:10:23.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Deal</title><content type='html'>Ok, I can actually log into my blog again that makes me all giddy inside. So some people who actually read this blog may be wondering how Victoria and I are doing. The answer is we horribly miss each other and can't wait to finally see each other. The last time she came up here she brought a lot of work with her and as we all know any time you bring work with you to your significant other's house, something is going to be put aside. For us that turned out to be our time to spend with each other all together. So we miss each other and now try to talk to each other every night, but sadly next week will be hard on us as I have finals next week. So my life will be all study and packing and not to much talking. Well I really need to get to bed so I'll talk to everyone later. Post some comments or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114990897271890824?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114990897271890824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114990897271890824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114990897271890824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114990897271890824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/sweet-deal.html' title='Sweet Deal'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114967540920435952</id><published>2006-06-07T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T06:16:49.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignored</title><content type='html'>I feel ignored by the people that love me right now. It stinks and hurts really bad. The main person doing this is the one I love deeply. When you ask me something about the laws of motion and I answer with a complete answer, and then you say that is too complicated to teach at camp it hurts. I also know that when I call to tell you I'm going to bed you can believe I'm going to bed in the next hour; calling me an hour and a half later and expecting me to be happy and talkative isn't going to happen. I mean you call me and vent about camp then say your tired and need to go to bed. What about me? I need to talk sometime too; I can't just keep everythign inside forever. It's not fun. Anyways if you are this person you know who you are. I'll be ok and deal with things for a while, but till next time be safe and sound. &lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114967540920435952?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114967540920435952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114967540920435952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114967540920435952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114967540920435952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/ignored.html' title='Ignored'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114946001665365865</id><published>2006-06-04T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:31:44.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so its been a while since I've updated but that is ok right. Victoria came up to see me this weekend but she brought a lot of work with her. So while she worked I took care of all her stuff for her and made sure that she had ample amounts of time to work and lots more to relax and take a breather from camp stress. We aren't allowed to sleep in the same room because of rules made by my parents but that is ok and we can get over that for now. Later on though it is going to become a problem since when I go to bed I have to kick my brother out of the room. Anyways just thought I would let everyone know that everything is going alright and I am enjoying school and am very excited to almost be done with it. Two more weeks to go and most of it is taking notes and sleeping. Till next time have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114946001665365865?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114946001665365865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114946001665365865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114946001665365865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114946001665365865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay.html' title='Yay!!!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114902139646397263</id><published>2006-05-30T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:36:36.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Email</title><content type='html'>Ball State and its email server are really bad. I haven't been able to check my email twice this summer both at times when i really need to send and recieve email too. So summer time means crappy BSU email service. Oh and I really miss Victoria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114902139646397263?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114902139646397263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114902139646397263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114902139646397263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114902139646397263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/05/email.html' title='Email'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114870065339872770</id><published>2006-05-26T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:30:53.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Weeks Till Camp</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have officially completed two weeks of summer school and am doing really great in my classes. Organic Chemistry is at a B+ right now, while all of my other classes are indeterminable. Its ok though I really enjoy all my classes and all the time I get to spend with my family. The only bad part is that I won't be able to see Victoria till I get down to camp; so I won't see her for another three weeks. Anyways Victoria started working at camp this weekend with the Director's Weekend. She'll be very busy for the next few weeks or so and then she'll be really busy near the end of the summer. I'll keep this blog up to date posting every week or two. I promise I'll make time to write a paragraph or two. Oh well I'm tired and it is really late for me so talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114870065339872770?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114870065339872770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114870065339872770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114870065339872770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114870065339872770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/05/three-weeks-till-camp.html' title='Three Weeks Till Camp'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114791037834386691</id><published>2006-05-17T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:59:38.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Erik's Video</title><content type='html'>It can be found at http://bmdumpert.iweb.bsu.edu/movie/pool.mov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114791037834386691?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114791037834386691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114791037834386691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114791037834386691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114791037834386691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/05/eriks-video.html' title='Erik&apos;s Video'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114790869049503066</id><published>2006-05-17T19:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:31:30.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Update</title><content type='html'>Ok so its been a really long time since Victoria or I have updated this blog so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;I moved back to my parents house so I would have ample time to study and sleep for the summer semester. I enjoy being at my Mom and Dad's but will miss the opportunities to sleep next to Victoria all night long. I'll also miss that cute lovable little terror of puppy, Chief. In fact I highly miss the two things above right now the latter less so than the former. But don't get me wrong there are bad points to being at home. I now have to listen to my rattle on and on about stuff when "we" are talking to each other. He seems to be focused on Victoria's weaknesses and my brother and I's little dispute. He also seems to defend Victoria's sister all the time by saying things like "She must be doing something right." Yeah she is doing something right like making demands for a car, and then playing the sad little girl trick. Dad also doesn't get how Victoria can cry over her sister, and answer for me right away, but every time I start to tell him he interrupts me. So I've come up with a new method to deal with him called silence. That's right, I'm no longer going to talk to him about Victoria and any other problems I may have. I'll just stick to talking to my mom exclusively for now, until I have more time to talk to Victoria when it is free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria and I are doing better than ever. I love her so much and cherish all the moments I spend with her. She helped me move and I really appreciated the time she gave to me. Even though some times I had to show her how to do things that she didn't know how to do, she Learned through out the week and that is of more value to me than just being here. Wow, typing that is bumming me out because I miss Victoria, so I'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going good. I dropped one class so I now have 3 classes for a grand total of 9 hours. Its a lot of work but really isn't that bad at the moment and I enjoy all my classes. I just have to stay on top of things, which seems really easy right now. My classes give me a schedule that I have to follow which makes the day go by fast since I always have something to do or read, which I enjoy more than the 15 or 16 weeks of long drawn out classes, with no work then suddenly tons of work. Anyways I'm going to get back to my studies and try to finish this work. Talk to you later in June after midterms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114790869049503066?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114790869049503066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114790869049503066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114790869049503066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114790869049503066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/05/big-update.html' title='Big Update'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114523325953823701</id><published>2006-04-16T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:20:59.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is near</title><content type='html'>Ok, well I haven't updated in a while so I'll give you an overview of what has been happening up here in Muncie. First of all I'm almost done with classes and have been accepted in to TC. All of my classes are in order to be completed and I just need to do some research. Chief, the cute lovable little terror, is now in obedience school. Its a drag having to go to PetsMart every Saturday at 4:30, but at least I'm learning how to train Chief properly. Victoria and I are doing really well and I can't wait to spend the week with her. I've been missing her really bad. Its hard to sleep without the one you love once you have been accustomed to holding them in your arms all night. Oh and I was observing last week and was able to teach a whole period. I think it went well; maybe a little shaky here and there, but you have to know the students to teach them appropriately. Anyways I'm getting tired of typing on here, so if you want to talk just IM me or email me. &lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114523325953823701?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114523325953823701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114523325953823701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114523325953823701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114523325953823701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/04/end-is-near.html' title='The end is near'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114468622575153501</id><published>2006-04-10T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T12:23:47.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem...</title><content type='html'>Okay so I wrote this poem but don't laugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have strong arms&lt;br /&gt;They hold me in your care&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am safe&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be doing else&lt;br /&gt;But you have managed&lt;br /&gt;To just hold me and keep me close&lt;br /&gt;to keep me away from damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so it's lame but I really missed having Brian's arms around me last night.  He was here for the whole weekend and it was just nice to be with him and next to him.  We hit another rocky point but it went from something small to something big because he didn't say something right away.  We are fine now and I'm trying to look at the way I act and what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going okay.  School stinks but at least I am getting it all done.  I just don't want to do it anymore and I am getting tired of doing the same thing, over and over.  I just want this year to be over, so that I can go to camp and then do student teaching.  Anyway, I have a big test tomorrow and I have to get things together for a big project that is due next week.  Have a great day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114468622575153501?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114468622575153501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114468622575153501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114468622575153501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114468622575153501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/04/poem.html' title='A poem...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-114385841637799287</id><published>2006-03-31T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:27:44.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating the Blog</title><content type='html'>Ok so its been a long time since I've posted anything here. So here is the update oh yeah... School: hmmm school sucks. Its gotten really old. I do the same thing week after week and it seems to be the exact same thing over and over again. The teacher's college won't let me in right now and I have an appointment to meet the lady who lets people in on the 10th of April. We'll see how that goes and I'll let you all know later. I also am starting to rethink what I love to do. To me teaching is a job and I would be happy doing it and have learned a few strategies that will help me succeed as a teacher. The only problem is that I can't try anything until I have actually graduated so that I can teach. Oh well on a brighter note I will graduate with over 146 credit hours and have only one major. That's right what many students would look at and see a major or two and a minor or more is a single major for me. There is no room to pick up a minor and that really sucks. Oh well tis the life I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note though WOW and I are through. WOW never put out and satisfied me in any way. Ok for those of you that don't get that its a joke, don't take it personally. But as I said I'm through with WOW and have decided to pick up photography and videography again. I love editing and producing; its fun and it is a great time gathering the raw data first. There is just so much I can do and I'm great at; its just that I have to find the one thing that won't bore me. So I know for a fact that if I can acquire the software I want and the equipment I want also then I can be happy for a long time. There is a catch to all this but I think the person knows the catch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Victoria and I are great she made a mistake though so I'll fix it. On April 15th we'll have been together 8 months. We officially started dating in August so that should help clarify that. She should have known to ask the woman in the relationship haha. (inside joke). I think things are going great. We have our rough times but never go to bed mad; maybe sad, but never mad. She also feels really comfortable being around me and I feel like she is always thinking about me but always willing to give my own space when I need. I really love her. Anyways I'm going to get back to work on my portfolio so talk to everyone later. Oh yeah my portfolio will either be on dumpert.net or bmdumpert.iweb.bsu.edu so check it out sometime. I'll also let everyone know when I publish it to the web.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114385841637799287?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114385841637799287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114385841637799287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114385841637799287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114385841637799287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/03/updating-blog.html' title='Updating the Blog'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114349906711747221</id><published>2006-03-27T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:37:47.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School, School, and More School</title><content type='html'>Okay so what else can I say.  I have been doing a lot of school lately.  There is just so much due for the end of the year.  It seems that the last month is crunch time and all of the teachers have things for you to do.  I am so busy right, I don't know what I am going to do with myself.  And it seems that I only do stuff during the week too because I need the weekends to recooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other bad thing is that I told myself that I would get a lot of things done over Spring Break.  Spring Break came and it went and I still didn't get much of anything done.  So annoying.  I don't know I really needed that week just to myself and I really didn't feel like doing anything because I have just losted my motivation.  So how do you get motivated, I don't know but I could really use some good ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was great though.  It was my birthday of course and I just had a blasted.  I went to Brian's house but before that I had a party with my friends on Friday.  It was a lot of fun and I couldn't think another good way to spend my birthday than with my friends and then my boyfriend for the whole weekend.  It was so much fun and I got a little happy on Saturday but it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that school was over right now.  I really just don't think that I can do this anymore and I have two big projects to do and one of them is kind of started and the other one isn't started at all except for my idea.  On top of that I am still teaching but tutoring is done after next year and then math will only be for the next three weeks.  I don't know what to do though, I really just don't want to do any of the things.  This weekend I am going to try and get motivated and get at least a lot of my one project that is started done.  Then when I go to Brian's the next weekend, I will try to see if I can't get the other one started with his help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Brian and I are wonderful.  It has been nine months and it has just flown by.  I have loved every minute of it and I could not imagine being with someone else.  I don't know what it is but something is different.  Anyway, this is way too long and I have night class so have a great night/week/month everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114349906711747221?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114349906711747221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114349906711747221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114349906711747221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114349906711747221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/03/school-school-and-more-school_27.html' title='School, School, and More School'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-114230307434661905</id><published>2006-03-13T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:24:34.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy</title><content type='html'>Alright it is Monday night and I really miss Victoria right now. I miss her smile and touch. I miss her so bad. Anyways enough about how much I miss Victoria. Instead I'll tell you all how I had a great weekend. We had a bunch of fun hanging out with her friends on Thursday night and setting up her computer. Friday we went down to Bloomington where we stayed the remainder of the weekend. Friday was the longer day since Victoria had an eye exam which took a while. Saturday went by fast since we walked the dogs and played games all day. Sunday was the worst day since I had to leave to come home. I didn't want to leave at all. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and for the person who posted in response to Victoria's post: It is not you. The post is made for her most recent ex-boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;Till next time have fun and be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114230307434661905?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114230307434661905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114230307434661905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114230307434661905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114230307434661905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/03/gloomy.html' title='Gloomy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114168849870779097</id><published>2006-03-06T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:41:38.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuckered out......</title><content type='html'>I just plain tired.  It has been a hard week it seems.  I am not really enjoying school anymore, which I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was long.  I just had a lot of things to do and not enough time to do it and that is very frustrating.  My teachers just keep adding more and I don't want to do it anymore.  Everyone in my classes seems to be thinking that way too.  Then my weekend was just horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I did Dr. Suess day at IPS #34.  That was fun, I thought that I was going to be with kindergarten but ended up being with third grade, so that was not very exciting.  The kids were nice and that is really all that mattered.  Then Saturday, I had to get up at 5:00 am to go to a brunch at 7:30, which just to let you people out there know is not a brunch.  It was okay I guess.  It was just way too early for a Saturday.  I was hoping to be out by 8:30 am but something really bad happened.  A guy collapsed in the cafeteria and he died.  It was so sad.  Then I had another meeting at 9:30 and I thought that it was going to be over at 12:30.  It didn't get out until 3:30!!!  I was pissed.  It was a very long meeting and I did not want to be there that long.  I had the worst headache as you can imagine.  I wasn't able to take a nap because I had to ready for going to a play that night and that was at least nice.  I enjoyed the play and had a good time.  Then I freaked out.  I had emailed someone and imed someone about a ride the next day to a conference that I had to go to for a class.  Anyway, it got all figured out but I was so upset.  I went to the conference on Sunday and then had a horrible night because I had to do a lot of things for Tuesday and wouldn't have time on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I have had a very stressful and horrible weekend.  I broke down last night and just talked about not wantiing to be a teacher anymore.  I don't know, I know that I want to be a teacher but it feels like they want us to not want to be a teacher.  They give us so much work and there is just not enough time to do it all.  Anyway, I'm sorry to complain but that is what has been going on.  Only three more days until Spring Break and that is what I keep telling myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114168849870779097?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114168849870779097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114168849870779097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114168849870779097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114168849870779097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/03/tuckered-out.html' title='Tuckered out......'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-114125357626176040</id><published>2006-03-01T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T17:52:56.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Hump.</title><content type='html'>Ok so today I finally decide to say that I have made it over the hump in figuring out my portfolio and everything else I have to do. It really is nice to know that I'm getting close to finishing everything up and that after a few more pages I should be ready to move on and be done with the big parts of my portfolio. Yep It will be a good day once I'm done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways many of you probably are wondering how Victoria and I are doing. We are doing fine and love each other very dearly. We miss each other constantly but in a way we are both glad that we don't see each other everyday. This isn't a bad thing since we have dedicated out time to spending it with friends. We both have maintained our friends and have made new ones through each other. It is really nice to be able to go out with Victoria and not feel uncomfortable hanging around her friends. And from what I hear, our friends enjoy hanging round us since we aren't all loving on each other all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. Have fun keep it real and be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114125357626176040?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114125357626176040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114125357626176040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114125357626176040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114125357626176040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/03/over-hump.html' title='Over the Hump.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114108016999876965</id><published>2006-02-27T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:42:50.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having some fun!</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, you know school is great fun.  I think that things with school are going okay and I just freak out too much.  There is so much stuff to do but it always gets done.  It's amazing really!  I guess I just get stressed because there is so much to do and really all that I have to do is sit down and do it.  I am very happy though with what is going on right now.  I also feel like maybe I just am not as excited about fourth and fifth grade, as I was about kindergarten, first grade, and second grade, interesting how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Brian's this weekend.  It was nice.  He is a sweetheart.  He took a nap before we left and I was gone so he made my bed...  Then he did my laundry when we got to his house, as usual.  He made me meals and took me out to meals.  And he and I played a lot of games together.  It was so much fun!  We didn't talk much but I really feel like we had some fun and just did things together.  I don't know if he had as much fun as I did but I just had a blasted!  I really am glad that he and I are doing so well.  I just want school and everything to be over because I really want to marry him right now.  Kind of crazy but that is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of the mushy stuff....  I have class soon and I have to do some things for another class.  Have a great evening everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114108016999876965?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114108016999876965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114108016999876965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114108016999876965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114108016999876965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/02/having-some-fun.html' title='Having some fun!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-114048525205358489</id><published>2006-02-20T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T20:27:32.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>For those of you who read this, as you can tell Victoria can now post here as well. It makes it quicker on us and on everyone who reads both of our blogs. &lt;br /&gt;I've been busy but doing ok. Everything came today for me to finish up Victoria's computer. Also I had a Philosophy test today and I thought I did really good on it; may be a little shaky on one of the model arguments but I couldn't think of a really good one. Tomorrow I have a Bio and Anth 105 test which both will be easy after a few minutes of review and study. Anyways I'll talk to you all later I need to study a little. &lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114048525205358489?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114048525205358489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114048525205358489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114048525205358489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114048525205358489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-114047901237926982</id><published>2006-02-20T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:43:32.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So.....what's up with that?</title><content type='html'>Okay so I have to work tonight, which is okay.  It is just kind of late and I have a lot of stuff to do tonight.  Oh well, I still get paid to do easy stuff.  Anyway, though things just seem to be annoying me lately.  Everything that my roommate does bugs me right now.  I  don't know why her boyfriend is more of a roommate than me.  I think that he should be paying me to stay there all the time because  I'm the one that is paying to be there.  But oh well, it's cool.  If she wants to see him that much, that's fine.  I just don't spend much time in my room anymore and I am usually in Laura's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see a movie last night, Rumor Has It.  A very weird movie and definitely has a lot of really bad humor but I still appreciated it.  For $1.30, it was not bad and I would definitely go see it again for that price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...yeah that's it.  I'm totally not excited about work tonight and then all of the work that I have to do for classes tonight.  It is going to be a long night tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114047901237926982?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114047901237926982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114047901237926982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114047901237926982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114047901237926982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/02/sowhats-up-with-that.html' title='So.....what&apos;s up with that?'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-114039668226860502</id><published>2006-02-19T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T19:51:22.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey everyone!</title><content type='html'>Okay so Brian and I have decided that this is going to be a joint blog.  Not many of you read my and we are the only ones that comment so we thought we would comment in blog.  Sounds cool to me.  Anyway, I went home this weekend!  It was fun and I hadn't been home since the semester started.  I had a meeting all day of Saturday but I still got a lot done this weekend, at least.  I got most of my big project for a class due except the three to five page stupid research paper.  I can't find any information for the paper either.  It makes me mad because I just did an hour of research and only found 1 book.  I don't like that teacher right now.  The meeting was really good on Saturday and I think that people learned at lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um....yeah that is really about it.  Hope that everyone had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-114039668226860502?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/114039668226860502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=114039668226860502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114039668226860502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/114039668226860502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-everyone.html' title='Hey everyone!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02100422022024447261</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-16450116.post-113992621877514786</id><published>2006-02-14T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T09:10:32.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and Love.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's been close to week, I haven’t played my usual game that I always play, and I like it. My guild screwed me over way to many times and now I feel great not playing at all. I have more time to work on homework, build a computer, and even play other games with Victoria. It’s wonderful to have so much time again.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria and I are doing even better than before right now. We talk about so many things that we are actually building a stronger relationship day by day. Just the other day we both were feeling that something needed changed and the thing that needed changed was teh same for both us; so we talked it through and came to an agreement. Not that bad if you ask me; it is awesome that we can spend so much time together and yet be able to talk to each other about anything and everything. &lt;br /&gt;Victoria's computer looks amazing and is in the process of having everything installed inside it. I had to order a few things to finish it up and am waiting on the items that are out of stock to be re-stocked. The only part about computers I hate the most is waiting for things to arrive. On another good not I think I finally figured out how to mount the monitor. I'll see if it works later. Have a great day everyone everywhere and happy Valentine's day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113992621877514786?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113992621877514786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113992621877514786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113992621877514786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113992621877514786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/02/peace-and-love.html' title='Peace and Love.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113932670456305289</id><published>2006-02-07T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:38:24.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this morning I had an interview dealing with my student teaching placement. I was running a little behind schedule but not to worry Dr Miller, my interviewer, was also running late with her first interview. It was nice to have a little break before the interview. When I went in, she looked at my DAPR saw that I was a Physical Science Teaching major - Physics Concentration and said that I would be easy to place. She advised me to go to Anderson since the Muncie schools already had a student teacher with a contract. She also knows a lot more of the inside things so Anderson does not seem bad at all. I look forward to getting the placement, but if I do not have a whole semester to play with. I may end up still having to take some classes in the summer to graduate but that is ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other pressing issues, turns out that all the rGrade stuff that was confusing me is to accommodate those people that feel like there is only one way to do things. Yay I am so relieved that I get to go Dr Watson and say my portfolio is going to be good the way it is. Now all I have to do is reformat the layout and design until I like it. With the addition of some artifacts, using Ransburg as a source, I can complete my portfolio within the month. My portfolio is going to be looking good once I am done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I am feeling very happy this morning and I get free, that’s right free, dinner tonight on my dad. My dad’s birthday is today, so if you know my number give me call around five or so and you can wish him a good birthday. All he wants for those of you that have to get him something is money. He does not like much else; since he is not a pack rat. He is leaving for home tomorrow, and by home, I mean Bahrain. It will be a nice visit for him and he will be doing some shopping for us while he is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria and I are doing great; we still talk to each other a lot and our communication is what, I believe, is holding us together so strongly. We try to never go to bed ad at anything or anyone, and always talk to each other about stuff if we are feeling bad before we say good night. This little bit of extra work from both of us has made our relationship something more than the normal dating relationship. Wait a sec… we never have been on a date yet. Hmm… I think I may have to plan a date then. Anyways we are doing great and people do not feel awkward hanging around with us which is nice. On another note, I will be building Victoria a computer. I am excited that she is excited and my mind is already in overdrive trying to figure how to do some new and very interesting things with this project. It is going to be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For future reference, this document has a Flesch-Kincaid Grade level of 6.9 and reading ease of 75.4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113932670456305289?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113932670456305289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113932670456305289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113932670456305289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113932670456305289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/02/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113858825305679889</id><published>2006-01-29T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T21:30:53.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I've been accepted to have an interview to be placed into my student teaching. Victoria came down this pasted weekend and we spent a good deal of time just talking and spending time with each other. We already miss each other but we will live. I've been busy and am keeping on top of all my work which is really good. I'll keep you updated on everything I'm doing. I hope to start working on my personal website again and I'll link that in a post once it is up to date with everything I want. Till next time have fun and be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113858825305679889?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113858825305679889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113858825305679889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113858825305679889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113858825305679889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113807318293347100</id><published>2006-01-23T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:26:24.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Survey</title><content type='html'>*10 YEARS AGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you?: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school year were you in? not Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school? Royerton Elementary or Delta Middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work? At my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live? Muncie, IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you hang out? The Backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was your hair style? Short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear braces? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses? Think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend? Probably my brother Heath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend? Girls have cooties remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your celebrity crush? Ummmm didn't have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your regular-person crush? Look above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have? None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos did you have? None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite band? None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest fear? Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you gotten drunk or high yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you driven yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you had sex yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5 YEARS AGO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you? 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school year were you in? 10th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school? Delta High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work? At home, we worked hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live? Muncie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you hang out? Muncie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was your hair style? like now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear braces? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses? Yeppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend? Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend? Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your celebrity crush? I don't like TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your regular-person crush? Still none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have? none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos did you have? none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite band? Nothing really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your biggest fear? Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you gotten drunk/high yet? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you driven yet? yes all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you had sex yet? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA!!! LETS SEE WHERE YOU ARE NOW !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you? 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school year are you in? Junior in College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school? Ball State&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live? Muncie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you work? Camp during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hang out? muncie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your hair style like now? Find me some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear braces? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses? Glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? Victoria, Heath, Kia, Pat, Waleed, and Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your celebrity crush? none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your regular-person crush? Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tatoos do you have? none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have?: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite band? Nothing really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear? Losing Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you smoked a cigarette yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk or high yet? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yave u had sex yet? Yes and I'm ashamed of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repost this and see how much you've changed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113807318293347100?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113807318293347100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113807318293347100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113807318293347100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113807318293347100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/survey.html' title='A Survey'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113802356483489517</id><published>2006-01-23T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T08:39:24.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days till we see each other.</title><content type='html'>Wow I can't believe I only have to wait three more days till I see Victoria again. I love seeing her bright glowing smile in person; it makes me feel like the luckiest guy in the world. Anyways you probably don't really care about all that so I'll tell you something else. School is going I've been trying to stay on top of reading and other assignments at the same time I try to fill my duties to my guild. Wow lots of things to be doing but I'm managing. This week I'll be working on several assignments and hope to read one of my other books for class. Talk to you all later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113802356483489517?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113802356483489517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113802356483489517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113802356483489517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113802356483489517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/4-days-till-we-see-each-other.html' title='4 days till we see each other.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113759247356466138</id><published>2006-01-18T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T08:54:33.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying this work out thing</title><content type='html'>So here's the deal. Victoria told me that she was starting to work out in the morning to help herself become more lean. Well I decided that it should be time for myself to step up and get into better shape also. So now in the morning after Chief wakes me up quite nicely, I'll go outside with him and workout while he chills and walks around the garage area. It felt nice to do the little and short work out but I was feeling my muscles work really hard. Afterwards I stretched so that I may be able to be more flexible one day. Over all it is very nice and rewarding. I can even work out while Victoria is here. She sleeps really sound when she is here and I know she doesn't get all the rest she needs during the week so I let her sleep in and make a breakfast for her and I for when she wakes up. Anyways I'll talk to everyone later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113759247356466138?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113759247356466138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113759247356466138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113759247356466138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113759247356466138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/trying-this-work-out-thing.html' title='Trying this work out thing'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113728702307604957</id><published>2006-01-14T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:03:43.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After surgery</title><content type='html'>Ok so if you don't know what has happened, I have had my lower right wisdom tooth removed. I'm doing fine; in fact I feel really good. The surgery was really quick and painless; I was awake during the whole operation. Afterwards I was in pain but the medication I have helped with that a lot. So far today I have only taken the medicine once so I think I may hold off on taking any more. That's all that has happened with my surgery and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my guild I'm in on World of Warcraft, I have been moved up from the first alternate to one of the core members. There is only one condition to this I need to be online during the weekends to help the guild in raids and I also can't let Pat play for me during the raid. Victoria seemed happy for me when I told her the news but I think this may hurt us in the end, but if I feel like it is hurting us all I have to do is tell the guild and things will be changed. We also attempted a really hard boss today and did really well; it was our first time trying him ever. We never did defeat him but we will be trying tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Victoria is hanging out with Billy. I'm glad they still talk and overtaking but I envy him right now because I still won't get to see Victoria for another 2 weeks. Oh well I'll make it through the rough times. Till next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113728702307604957?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113728702307604957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113728702307604957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113728702307604957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113728702307604957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/after-surgery.html' title='After surgery'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113703082306931801</id><published>2006-01-11T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:05:44.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start of a New Year</title><content type='html'>Ok so the new year school year is looking pretty good. I'm working more with my advisors to get through all my portfolio reviews and to gain entrance into the teachers college. My classes are looking really nice and fairly straight forward right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Biology class looks like it will be extremely easy and engaging this time around. My first anthropology class looks interesting since my professor like to drink her coffee and get a caffeine high before class. I guess that is how she makes the drive from Noblesville. My other anthropology class is all about chimpanzees since the professor likes chimps. He seems to like the subject and will listen to what we like and elaborate more on those areas. My next class I'll talk about is my philosophy class. Our prof likes to talk slow and make jokes; he likes to keep it lively and uses philosophy to teach philosophy which is an interesting approach. My physics class looks really easy right now just need to stay on top of the work and keep my grades up. My science teaching methods is going to be a lot of easy busy work that I'll work on over weekends and other times when I have free time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other good news is that I've been hanging out with my family more and having fun with them. Victoria and I are doing really well as far as I can tell; I know she would tell me if she wasn't happy with something. We both make sacrifices for ease other and that helps the relationship out a lot. The worst issue right now for Victoria and I is that we won't see each other till the last weekend of the month; I know it will take a while but we'll see each other as soon as we can. After this long wait we'll try to see each other every other weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other cool things happening are that I'm having my wisdom tooth removed this Friday and have to miss class for that. My mommy says she'll come over and make food for me though hehe. I love my family, and I think Victoria does too. Anyways I have to get some homework done so I'll post a new post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113703082306931801?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113703082306931801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113703082306931801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113703082306931801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113703082306931801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/start-of-new-year.html' title='The Start of a New Year'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113626583392173877</id><published>2006-01-03T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:23:53.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the holidays</title><content type='html'>Well teh holidays are over and I'll be starting school again. I reciedved everything I would have liked to recieve for the holidays and brought many smiles to the people around me. I also spent time with Victoria which brightened up my week last week. This week thopugh i have ot fix my computer and put finishing touches on my brothers. It will be a buys week. I also finished moving some things around my room to see how it looks and feels with my computer in a new spot. I guess i'll find out when it is done. Till then have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My aunt, uncle and grandma in Monticello are looking foward to seeing Victoria soon. So I guess I'll plan a weekened trip with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113626583392173877?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113626583392173877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113626583392173877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113626583392173877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113626583392173877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2006/01/end-of-holidays.html' title='End of the holidays'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113531076724993618</id><published>2005-12-22T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:06:07.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I passed all my classes.</title><content type='html'>Ok I passed all my classes and am very happy. Right now I'm playing WOW, Victoria left me alone to pay full attention to the game. She is sweet and is really great to me and lets me have my time alone even if it may seem like i'm ignoring her to her. To Victoria I love you sweetie and I can't wait to see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113531076724993618?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113531076724993618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113531076724993618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113531076724993618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113531076724993618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-passed-all-my-classes.html' title='I passed all my classes.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113523351373958623</id><published>2005-12-22T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:38:33.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades are around the corner</title><content type='html'>Ok I haven't posted in a while siince I was at Victoria's house over the weekend. It was a fun time and I had a blast playing games with her family and watching movies with Victoria. She really is a wonderful and caring girl. Anyways I think I did fine on my last final and will post how I did grade wise once my grades are released. Till then be safe have fun and have a safe holiday season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113523351373958623?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113523351373958623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113523351373958623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113523351373958623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113523351373958623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/grades-are-around-corner.html' title='Grades are around the corner'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113482835493086865</id><published>2005-12-17T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T09:05:54.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Final to Go</title><content type='html'>Ok so I forgot to update last night but I'm doing it now and this will be the last update since right after my next final I'm going down to visit Victoria. Anyways I think I did well on my other finals which is a good thing. Well till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113482835493086865?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113482835493086865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113482835493086865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113482835493086865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113482835493086865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-more-final-to-go.html' title='One More Final to Go'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113470227502176864</id><published>2005-12-15T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T22:04:35.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Finals Down</title><content type='html'>I took my electronics final today and the prof posted our grades online already. I have a 65% which may seem bad but on his gerading scale that is a C. So I passed the class and never have to take it again. Tomorrow is cultural geography which I'm doing pretty well in. Till tomorrow night be safe and have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113470227502176864?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113470227502176864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113470227502176864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113470227502176864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113470227502176864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/two-finals-down.html' title='Two Finals Down'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113462505181130909</id><published>2005-12-15T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:37:31.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Final Down.</title><content type='html'>Everyone who reads this blog should be happy to hear that I passed Calculus 2 (Maths 166) with an A. The percentage is 94%. I'll keep everyone up to date on what is happening grade wise to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113462505181130909?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113462505181130909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113462505181130909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113462505181130909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113462505181130909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-final-down.html' title='One Final Down.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113393741440349768</id><published>2005-12-07T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:36:54.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know</title><content type='html'>Right now I feel very bad, I feel like I have been ignoring Victoria for my own selfish reasons. To fix this I have decided to take a break from playing the game I play. Instead of this game I will play more time manageable games. I think that WOW is taking up way to much of my time and that I should focus on having fun with friends and reading books. I may even pick up drawing again since that seems to release lots of my stress. Well this will be one step forward in what I think will be an improvement in the relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113393741440349768?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113393741440349768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113393741440349768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113393741440349768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113393741440349768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/dont-know.html' title='Don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113358047358987632</id><published>2005-12-02T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:27:53.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments</title><content type='html'>So the most disappointing thing to happen to me this week was waiting all day to go to this one run with my guild. So what happens they take people with supposedly more seniority than me. I mean I wait all day and make things just for the guild to use and spend my time and money that I have earned in the game on our guild and for what being thrown aside for people who aren't in our guild. It really makes me mad. I never put up a fight because it would look bad upon me. Anyways that is what is on my mind right now and will be for a while anyway besides that I'm really missing Victoria right now. I just want to see her face again; she always makes me smile. Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113358047358987632?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113358047358987632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113358047358987632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113358047358987632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113358047358987632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/12/disappointments.html' title='Disappointments'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113327490782193899</id><published>2005-11-29T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:35:07.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekends and weeks.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was one really long weekend with Thanksgiving and all. I played WOW most of the time but during that time I got caught up with one of my guildies that lives in California. We used to play together when we both had low level characters and now we play together on our totally different high level characters. Quite a fun weekend. &lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Victoria horribly, but it is going to be a while till I see her again. I love her and am willing to wait for a very long time just to see her for a few minutes. Amazing how much you can endure when you know that you are loved by the person you love. Well I'll update again sometime later this week when I have down time and I am just chilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113327490782193899?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113327490782193899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113327490782193899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113327490782193899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113327490782193899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-weekends-and-weeks.html' title='Long weekends and weeks.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113260773458348461</id><published>2005-11-21T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:18:08.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember November</title><content type='html'>Updating on recent events.... hmmmm...... I know, first of all most of you probably want to know about my schedule for next year. Right now I have 19 credit hours. I have two anthropology classes; Diversity and Global Diversity are the two classes both are for common core. I also have Introduction to Philosophy which will satisfy my common core. I'm also taking Biology 112, Thermodynamics, and Introduction to Teaching Methods of Science. Yeah it will be a lot of work but it will be fun and exciting. I'm predicting my most enjoyable class to be my Introduction to Science Teaching Methods. Also on top of things Dr. Ober is thinking about putting me with the Physics 110 labs. Oh well I'll get by and after the pain I'll have a significant portion of my major and common core done. Over the summer I'll be taking Mechanics while working at summer camp that will be interesting. Ah the joys of working at camp and staying up late at night after spending time with everyone so that I can take a class. On top of that I'm thinking about taking E&amp;M over the summer too. If I do I won't have any physics left to take next year which would be nice but I would have to work my butt off at camp. So I'm going to see what my viewers think&gt; Post if I should or shouldn't take E&amp;M over the summer in addition to Mechanics. Thanks for replying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's what is happening in school. In family issues nothing new really; my mom is still trying to badger her Christmas present out of me. Haha I won't crack. Victoria is giving me her list of things she wants; she also told me her family tradition which I find different but it does seem to work as they have a smaller family by the sounds of it. For those of you who don't know I have a really big family with right now 10 cousins on my mom's side and a bunch more on my dad's side so doing things as a huge family is really not easy. I wonder when I have my own family what I will end up doing. &lt;br /&gt;Victoria and I are doing really well and are learning a lot about each other every time we meet.  It is a really healthy relationship since we are learning and we even tell each what we are feeling even if it will hurt the other person. It is nice to know when I do things wrong that I shouldn't have done while at the same time I learn what not to do when in that situation in the future. Oh well till next time have a great Thanksgiving and wonderful break for everyone still in school. &lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113260773458348461?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113260773458348461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113260773458348461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113260773458348461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113260773458348461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/11/remember-november.html' title='Remember November'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113206617570128527</id><published>2005-11-15T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:49:35.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok so for all of those that don't know it yet Victoria and I went to Chicago the past weekend to attend the NSTA conference. NSTA is the National Science Teachers Association. It was a fun filled weekend. There is a great shift happening in science education that is focusing more on teaching science in elementary. This is a good thing to hear but it seems to me that it will lead to a problem later since all the effort right now is going into elementary education there is a lack of teaching materials available for the upper levels. Why is this a problem? Well for starters if there are significantly lower test scores of third graders that is why the shifting is taking place. These third graders will go into the science world not knowing anything and the teachers that will be teaching will lack the basic teaching abilities to deal with it. If you can't follow what I'm saying talk to me on AIM or give me a call its much easier to understand. Anyways that is my thought on the shifts happening in science. As for the rest of the weekend well that's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago, the windy city, yes it is really windy there. Victoria and I arrived at the hotel about nine o'clock Thursday night. It was the first time I have ever had the chance to use valet parking--the valets were excellent and parked the cars amazingly. Our room was on the eighth floor. We could see the NBC tower from our window. We went to bed fairly early that day because we had to be at the conference at 8. Breakfast was cool; there was a line where you could order your food cooked the way you like it and all this was at no extra charge. We walked to the conference which wasn't a bad walk at all. The Navy pier is an amazing place to visit if you ever get the chance. Later that night we went to dinner at the Red Lobster which was across the street from our hotel. We once again went to bed early after I graded all my papers and we watched the special &lt;em&gt;Where's Gary Spongebob Squarepants&lt;/em&gt; episode. Saturday we promptly went to the Conference to attend a Fast Plants session, which had to be the most interesting session of the weekend; it was followed by perhaps the most disappointing session. We were both bummed about the session but it was ok in the end. That afternoon we went to a pizzeria where we learned more about each other and had some pizza before we left for home. On the way home Victoria found out that cold pizza is good and that she likes the cheese cracker sandwiches I like. If anyone learned a lot on our trip it was definitely Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well I have to get going to class . Talk to everyone later and try to have fun on this cold rainy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113206617570128527?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113206617570128527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113206617570128527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113206617570128527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113206617570128527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/11/chicago-and-more.html' title='Chicago and more'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113198431363774867</id><published>2005-11-14T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:05:13.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new posts</title><content type='html'>I'll be updating this after my labs today, so till then have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113198431363774867?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113198431363774867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113198431363774867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113198431363774867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113198431363774867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-posts.html' title='new posts'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113133860798308365</id><published>2005-11-06T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:43:27.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Someone</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been trying to fall asleep just to realize that you can't? Right now I can't fall asleep. I'm missing the feeling knowing that Victoria is safe. Right now I know she is safe, but its not the same as when they are right next to you. Well I'm going to go try to lay back down in hopes that I drift off to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the weekend was a blast I helped in the creation of many new instructional props for Victoria's class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113133860798308365?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113133860798308365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113133860798308365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113133860798308365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113133860798308365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/11/missing-someone.html' title='Missing Someone'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113094726702246669</id><published>2005-11-02T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T11:01:59.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>Ok its been a week but that's not bad. First off my sinus cold is catching up to me but I'm getting better every day. I think it will all be gone by tomorrow. I went to Indy over the weekend and had a great time down there. Who ever knew that Mouse Trap can take so long to finish. I missed Tuesday's classes since I was asleep all day long. Over all though the past week has been filled with fun, but there is one thing I miss. Oh well, I'll get by with out seeing her every night. &lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113094726702246669?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113094726702246669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113094726702246669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113094726702246669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113094726702246669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-113036229840437248</id><published>2005-10-26T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:31:38.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know when you know.</title><content type='html'>So for those of you that actually read my posts will know that I haven't posted for a while. There are many reasons why but my favorite reason is that I have been hanging out with Victoria. There is one word that I can describe Victoria with; love. Everything seems perfect and we are taking our time and not rushing things along. Kind of odd though is that we both can sleep next to each other all night long and wake up refreshed the next day. Crazy how something like that is the most prominent thing on your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the weekend at her dorm and getting to see dorm life a little all I can say is I missed out on a big experience, but then again there is the other side of the coin that shows life out of the dorm. I have much more responsibility and nothing is close to my reach. Oh well no one take it to heart there are two sides of dorm life and I live one while Victoria lives the other its very comforting to know that we together have experienced both. Being with Victoria has given me the chance to try many new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to church the other day and it reminded me of my old church--how I wish that place was still open. Taize worship was ok not sure if I enjoy it as much as church but through time I think I'll start to like going to it more. I also talked to Victoria's friends when I was there and that was fun getting to learn about the campus and other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the first night here at my house after being out for a while. While I was grading Victoria called me and told me that she would miss falling asleep in my arms. When I heard this I felt a little lonely knowing that I would have to sleep in my bed without her as well. Weird how the sleeping with each other is similar to both of us. This leads me to believe that god has a plan for Victoria and I just not sure what it is yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to those things you cherish and learn to let go of things valuable to you for you'll learn what is really important to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian Dumpert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-113036229840437248?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/113036229840437248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=113036229840437248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113036229840437248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/113036229840437248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-know-when-you-know.html' title='You know when you know.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112896141644911039</id><published>2005-10-10T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:23:55.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those weekends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok so it has been one of those weekends where you really don't feel like doing anything. I'm not sure why I was feeling down all weekend. Was it because I was missing Victoria? Was it the weather? Who knows? All I know is that I played a game all weekend long and that even became boring after a while. Oh well, this week will be a long week as I get caught back up and do more things so that I have nothing to do next week which will insure me some nice quality time with Victoria. Yep that will be fun. Man now I'm motivated to do work isn't it funny how your motivation swings? Oh well till next time enjoy the short post more to follow later this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112896141644911039?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112896141644911039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112896141644911039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112896141644911039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112896141644911039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-one-of-those-weekends.html' title='Just one of those weekends.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112860787731432611</id><published>2005-10-06T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T10:11:17.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm... Wonder What is Happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;. New things have been happening since the bad Sunday night. I haven't gotten a headache or migrane yet but my eyes have been hurting recently. They hurt to the lightest touch and to lights found in the rooms on campus; my only relief comes from closing my eyes and listening to the entire lecture. This strategy isn't the best idea since I tend to fall asleep faster this way. But none the less I'm doing ok. I've been playing a lot of games too and it seems to take my mind off the pain but this weekend will be a frantic one filled with lots of work and publishing. I also have to get a bunch of stuff for Ordeal or do that next Friday before I go out to ordeal. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;. Victoria isn't feeling to good, so I have been praying for her to feel better and to get some sleep. She needs sleep but has so much to do and is expected to do everything on time, which leaves her weekends really empty or else she is reading. How I wish I could just sit beside her one day while she read and just relax all day with her, but I can't for a while we are just busy students and have decided mutually to put school first and foremost on our priorities list. Well there is some good news here though Victoria is doing excellent in her classes and so am I; we also are going to go down to B-town the weekend after Ordeal to have dinner with her parents and to go camping possibly depending on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;. Random thoughts: Why does love hit you hard?; When is life a choice?(note this is just thought provoking and doesn't contain any views); If you saw a turtle on fence post, what would you wonder? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;. Classes are in full swing and its time to get ready for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112860787731432611?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112860787731432611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112860787731432611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112860787731432611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112860787731432611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm-wonder-what-is-happening.html' title='Hmmm... Wonder What is Happening?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112835736912912941</id><published>2005-10-03T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:36:09.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love... What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This weekend was a crazy weekend for me. I was running all over the place doing things for the camporee and for quality time with Victoria. To start off, Victoria and I met Thursday evening after my two meetings, which were both very productive and informative. New connections were made with SPS and CATS. We decided between the small groups that we would try working together more often to promote each others goals in hopes of increasing interest and membership between the two groups. On top of that we are trying to get all the science clubs on campus together for joint events in hopes to show students real world type of interactions that happen on a daily basis. Ok enough about that back to the bigger story at hand. So Victoria and I met Thursday evening--better spell her name right or else I'll look bad; blasted fast left hand--where we just hung out at my place and had a wonderful evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then on Friday I woke up and ate breakfast, then went to class for a quiz that I earned a perfect 20/20 on. Oh yeah!!! I went back home to find Victoria Still asleep, she was exhausted from Thursday so it wasn't really a surprise for me. I woke her up and she went to take a shower as I ran Kia to work. His car is having problems again. Poor poor Kia and bad luck. When I got back home I made some lunch for us before we left for the camporee. We worked really hard that night helping out and I gave a tour around camp, while I scoped out all the trails I would be using that weekend. Fun times at Ordeal this fall. Anyways we finally went back home where I made steaks for dinner and pineapple. With our tummies full we went to bed and talked for a while before drifting off to sleep. Yes we sleep by each other at night, usually we are together a lot when we are together because we don't see each other that much. Well anyways on Saturday we worked our butts off working and cooking for the camporee. We went back home after dinner where we solved the puzzle of the day and played Scrabble with little rules behind the words. We had a wonderful time that now turned out to be the calm before the storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On Sunday when my alarm went off I woke Victoria up so she could go to church; I was planning on going but my eyes hurt and I fell asleep while she showered. After church I got up and took a shower before we left for Indy that afternoon. My eyes were still hurting but I went to her meeting with the UMW group. Afterwards we dropped her friend off at the dorms and went out to lunch. It was a very nice lunch reminded me of a married couple we ate without talking much. Crazy how the smallest things are noticed after reading a single book. While we were heading back to her dorm I decided I would stay a for a while at her dorm because I was tired and my eyes were hurting. Well my hurting eyes turned into a really bad migrane. I was in great pain and Victoria trying to do everything she could to relieve my pain was getting very scared and started crying. I was already crying because of the pain, but I was worried about her when I saw her crying. She showed just how much she cared about me that night. She did everything she could to help me and that meant so much to me. So here I am falling deeper in love with her while I'm in great pain. Crazy how God works his magic on our lives. I found it amazing so now I have decided to start going to church more often and living up to what God made me to be. Anyways on the way home my mom and I talked and the talking seemed to relieve the pain. We talked about many things and out of everything came two things take Victoria's family to Austria and build the computer for Victoria. Man my mom is strange but she is helping me out everyday. Well I have to review for my labs. Until next time farewell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112835736912912941?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112835736912912941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112835736912912941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112835736912912941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112835736912912941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-what-is-it.html' title='Love... What is it?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112774284838349512</id><published>2005-09-26T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:21:21.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A new week begins here in Muncie. It's rainy and sort of miserable today but I persist on thinking about the weekend that just came to pass. It was a wonderful weekend since I got to spend a lot of time with Victoria, something I don't get to do that much since we live so far apart.&lt;/span&gt; As I get to know Victoria more and more I can't help but to sit here and think about all the reasons that I love her. She is so kind to me and makes me feel loved everyday by just sitting and talking to me and telling me that she loves me so. I never thought I could find someone that loves me so much and that I would feel the same way back. It will be interesting to see where things end up after a few more months and then we'll see how long after that. There is something special about a relationship no matter what. God placed us together for a reason, but we shall never know what the reason is until the day comes that everything ends for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Reasons why I love her:&lt;br /&gt;1. She does things for me that no one else does( I'm used to being alone so anything like this helps out)&lt;br /&gt;2. She isn't afraid to tell me how she feels and what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;3. She tells me the right things at the right time that make me smile and feel loved all that much more.&lt;br /&gt;4. Her restless spirit lifts my spirit up and makes the world seem less of a bad place.&lt;br /&gt;5. How could I go a day without laughing and smiling thanks to her.&lt;br /&gt;6. All the little things she leaves just to let me know how much she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;7. I feel safe around her even though it seems like I'm not. Still trying to figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;8. There are more but I need to start working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and remember to always stop and think about your life from time to time. It shows how much you have grown up what you have accomplished and most importantly who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from class now and I thought of something I should write down. Many of you probably know I'm used to working and doing things by myself. Yes this is true ask around you'll find out I'm usually alone. I think that this part of me is drawing me into the field of educational psychology. Weird as it seems I find how people learn and develop mentally to be fascinating. This is probably why I find it strange when I end up analyzing someone's activities. Oh well just thought I would post that. Also I'll be using my laptop more and more in the coming weeks preparing myself for next semester of intense work so that I may be able to graduate sooner. I want to graduate in spring 07 for many reasons but if I don't that will be ok, because all I would have left is a few random classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112774284838349512?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112774284838349512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112774284838349512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112774284838349512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112774284838349512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/09/joys-of-love.html' title='The Joys of Love'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112702684192558027</id><published>2005-09-18T03:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:00:41.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting away...</title><content type='html'>Ok so tonight as I was doing laundry I was cooking dinner; country fried steak with mashed potatoes and then some pudding to top it off. Man that was a good dinner for five; too bad when it was done only one person ate. I reminded my housemate who had just gotten caught in a routine he is used to (no problem with that). Well my brother's room is right next to the kitchen so I thought he would come and eat turns out he never did. I had made that dinner with him in mind since he loves that meal, screw a next time on that. Then I go talk to Victoria, nothing went wrong we were just having a good time talking to each other. I love talking to her; it calms me down and makes me look at all the positive things in life. So anyways I get around to finishing my laundry still the dishes aren't done. Now, I start getting upset at the world. I mean we have literally no bowls or plastic bowls to eat out of in the morning, all the cups were dirty and so was about half of the silverware. I mean wouldn't anyone at least consider doing the dishes; well I guess not since Ali got home and got dressed up to go to a party. Yes they chose to party over cleaning up the place they live in. I was never invited to this party but that doesn't dampen my spirits. What does is the fact that my brother whom I share a lot of things with does not even have the will to try cleaning for a bit once in his life. The bathroom had little hair pieces from his shaving, the sink is dirty, and so is the shower. I at least vacuumed the bathroom to make it usable to me. Right now yes I am mad at him there is so much he doesn't do around this house Yes I'm upset with my situation in this house. Yes.. Right now I just want to be thanked for everything I do around this house. It hurts so much to go on having to fix countless problems with a TV or a remote, and never to get a thank you. I'm not sure if I'm expected to do all these things with out a thank you but one wouldn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;This is why I gave up tonight and took a shower to relax before I wrote this. Its also the same reason that I remembered how many places are for sale near campus. Maybe I'll do some talking with the folks and I can get a place for my own on campus. That would be awesome my own place where I can stay and live and do everything to my likings. I don't think I'm hard to get along with; if you think I am just tell me thank you every now and then and say it with meaning. Well for now I feel better getting that off my chest. All is almost well with me just one thing to clear up and I'll go to bed. Till I update again. May peace be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For those with wings; fly to your dreams."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112702684192558027?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112702684192558027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112702684192558027' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112702684192558027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112702684192558027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/09/ranting-away.html' title='Ranting away...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16450116.post-112643240992787748</id><published>2005-09-11T05:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T05:53:29.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late, err Early Morning Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is one of those sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get to sleep no matter how hard I try.&lt;br /&gt;I keep running things through my head giving myself new insights and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about something dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;I keep praying that everything so peace may find me.&lt;br /&gt;I keep wishing for the Sandman to come in.&lt;br /&gt;I keep wondering what she is thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I keep feeling that everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I keep realizing that loneliness is always new.&lt;br /&gt;I keep hoping for life to be kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;I keep knowing that this sleeplessness will come to end.&lt;br /&gt;I keep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it will be with the one I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112643240992787748?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112643240992787748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112643240992787748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112643240992787748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112643240992787748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/09/late-err-early-morning-thoughts.html' title='Late, err Early Morning Thoughts'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112633062114160848</id><published>2005-09-10T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T01:37:01.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Happenings Late At Night.</title><content type='html'>OK, so the other night i had a dream. I really don't like the dream I had though; it always brings about the fact that there is something wrong somewhere. Well it turned out to be the girl; she was having a breakdown. Now the bad part was that the dream i had preluded the breakdown. Kinda creepy if you ask me. The girl is doing tons better though. She's at peace with herself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoo...l yeah I go to school. Currently I highly enjoy all my classes, and also enjoy teaching my students. I'll keep everyone informed about my teaching experiences here and on my website. So for now sit back and enjoy my post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112633062114160848?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112633062114160848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112633062114160848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112633062114160848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112633062114160848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/09/weird-happenings-late-at-night.html' title='Weird Happenings Late At Night.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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-16450116.post-112606663965976178</id><published>2005-09-07T02:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:17:19.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Horizon...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so many people have talked me into getting a blog.  I'll be tryign to get it to the point where this is hosted on my website at dumpert.net which will be updated this coming weekend on the down time I have from the girl. Kinda wish there wasn't the down time but her family means more to her than most things in this world and I want her to be happy above all else. &lt;br /&gt;     For those of you who don't know myself and Victoria are now dating. We were however never dating at camp. So for all of those people who want to argue with us one that point; please contact Judge Jen before proceding thank you. Well tomorrow has a really long four and a half hour lab so I'm going to get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16450116-112606663965976178?l=bmdumpert.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/feeds/112606663965976178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16450116&amp;postID=112606663965976178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112606663965976178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16450116/posts/default/112606663965976178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bmdumpert.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-horizon.html' title='On the Horizon...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467581019507485290</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></feed>
