<?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-4802431932075442047</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:40:08.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04273729218373400830</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802431932075442047.post-2861016181014926430</id><published>2008-06-10T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T14:04:26.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Job</title><content type='html'>I had to interview for my position on Friday to become a Novell employee. Not entirely sure I have the position yet and I'm not sure I will know for another little while. My manager goes on vacation as of tomorrow so I am a little worried I won't here anything until Next week. I think they are making me sweat it out a little. I like my job so it would be really sad if I didn't get to stay, but I know everything will work out how it is supposed to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4802431932075442047-2861016181014926430?l=jennajudkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2861016181014926430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4802431932075442047&amp;postID=2861016181014926430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/2861016181014926430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/2861016181014926430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-job.html' title='My Job'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04273729218373400830</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-4802431932075442047.post-5875852871928860067</id><published>2008-06-05T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:14:31.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is in sight...</title><content type='html'>I went to UVU today during lunch for two reasons. First, I needed to submit my resident application for fall and two, to get matriculated into the business program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are looking at the newest member of the UVU BUSINESS SCHOOL. I probably should have gone in a long time ago but I didn't realize I had all the requirements to be accepted last year. Not to fear though, they signed off on my matriculation and she even put the date as Summer 2007 - to make sure that none of the requirements have changed since I was able to officially be in the business school. That was very nice of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that after this fall is over I will only have 9 classes left, but most of them are very limited as far as scheduling and I might have to do some massive re-evaluation of what I was hoping to take this fall. The counselor gave me a paper that said when the classes are offered. There are a handful of classes offered only for the Fall semester and a handful only offered for the Spring semester  (which is the winter semester) for UVU - that means no summer classes next year, which also means graduation will be postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Well, whats another semester really? Anyway, the counselor said that if we can't get the schedule to work out, they might change my emphasis from marketing to a general business degree but I don't know about that. That's my degree they are messing with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4802431932075442047-5875852871928860067?l=jennajudkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5875852871928860067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4802431932075442047&amp;postID=5875852871928860067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/5875852871928860067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/5875852871928860067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-is-in-sight.html' title='The end is in sight...'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04273729218373400830</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-4802431932075442047.post-5219544684265005322</id><published>2008-06-05T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:54:23.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Coach or Not to Coach</title><content type='html'>I know that I need to finish school and granted I only have one really rough year left, I'm so focused on studying and working that I don't have time to do anything else. Shouldn't this be the time in your life to have fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people in my life think I should just finish out school and then once I have a stable job, do all the things that I want to do...like coach cheerleading for example. However, my opinion is different. Granted I cannot accurately see what my future holds, but lets just say that I get married sometime in the near future. Is holding off on the things that I love - really the best idea? At that point I will have much more responsibility, a husband to nurture and love, and a possible baby on the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently stumbled across the opportunity to pick up coaching again, and I was practically jumping for joy when I found out. I know that it would be adding more to an already full plate, but the opportunity might not always be available. I'm not going to be making any rash decisions, I will think it through very thoroughly before committing to anything, but wouldn't that just be AMAZING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4802431932075442047-5219544684265005322?l=jennajudkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5219544684265005322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4802431932075442047&amp;postID=5219544684265005322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/5219544684265005322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/5219544684265005322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-coach-or-not-to-coach.html' title='To Coach or Not to Coach'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04273729218373400830</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-4802431932075442047.post-3409772101931230211</id><published>2008-05-30T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T14:43:31.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Maid</title><content type='html'>I love my friends to death and I'm trying really hard to be as supportive as I can but I'm now losing three important people in my life... to marriage. Don't get me wrong, I think marriage is a wonderful thing but I'm also a big supporter of making rational decisions and taking a LOT of time to think it through. Granted I have never seen my roommates happier and I know that the person they are with...are truly the best people for them, so I know that marriage is right for at least two of them...but how much of this do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;really have to endure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how hard it would be to sit back while everyone else is out with their boyfriends and I am home alone studying or sulking. Granted, thats my decision and thats what I need to be doing, but I'm getting absolutely no where with my love life by sitting in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when my beloved roommates/friends are finally home to hang out with me all I hear is, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank &lt;/span&gt;is so amazing," or, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank &lt;/span&gt;is doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank &lt;/span&gt;right now." I just can't take it! Everytime I'm alone all I can think about is how my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank &lt;/span&gt;is practically non-existent and how I barely have a relationship at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a lot to offer. I think I am smart, and funny for the most part, and I'm responsible and motivated, and I don't think I'm that ugly. And I don't think that I am being too picky. There is a simple list of criteria that must be filled but everyone has some sense of what they need and I'm totally unsuccessful at finding one decent candidate. I wouldn't be this disappointed if I was actually going on dates with people that have some compatible traits but that things just aren't right with that person for one reason or another...instead I'm having difficulty even finding someone active in the church and thats only the first of a few simple pieces of criteria. Is it so hard to find a cool LDS guy that treats me right? I never thought that this would be so hard...in Utah for crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad that everyone is moving on in life and that I'm stuck in this stupid self-pity stage of my life. I just want to find the right guy and start my life with him. It shouldn't be this hard. Now I'm doubting the choices that I made and the path I chose. There is no turning back but chances are I might just end up the OLD MAID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4802431932075442047-3409772101931230211?l=jennajudkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3409772101931230211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4802431932075442047&amp;postID=3409772101931230211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/3409772101931230211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4802431932075442047/posts/default/3409772101931230211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennajudkins.blogspot.com/2008/05/old-maid.html' title='Old Maid'/><author><name>Jenna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04273729218373400830</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>
