<?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-3874442611028924879</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:36:12.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Urmston</title><subtitle type='html'>since 1992</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-6194648328559311402</id><published>2010-09-27T11:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:46:30.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halo, Risk and Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; This last week was a good one. On Wednesday, I went up to Salem and played some basketball. It was probably the best I've played ever! We started at nine and left at midnight, so putting in three hours of basketball makes for a pretty&lt;a href="http://www.gameguru.in/images/halo-reach-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 330px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.gameguru.in/images/halo-reach-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; good day for me. Then on Friday, my buddy Taylor brought himself over to my house at seven. With him was the new game &lt;a href="http://www.gameguru.in/images/halo-reach-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HALO REACH! It was the coolest thing I've ever seen. Him and me were playing then Gavin and Trevor came over. We were there till twelve thirty and that's when we started feeling like...people who stay up all night playing video games and decided to stop playing. I expect we will play again some night this week. Finally, Saturday night, what started as a friendly game of soccer ended in a huge fight for global conquest. We, Gavin, Seth, Sage, Collin, Max, Garret, Braden and I, went to the high school to play soccer for a while. We forgot that you can't really play soccer when the sun goes down. So once it was dark we went back to my house. Previously in the night we had my dad record the Oregon Boise state game. The best part of that game was watching Rodgers after he got his concussion. We finished watching that at 10 and then started a game of Risk. It started out somewhat fare, it was only Seth, Braden, Trevor, Gavin and I playing. &lt;a href="http://www.nerdles.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/risk211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 332px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.nerdles.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/risk211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Braden and Trevor had never played before, so we helped them out. The game looked pretty easy to win, but 2 hours later, Seth and I were defending our home fronts while the people we taught how to play, Braden and Trevor, teamed up and formed a super power. An hour later, around one in the morning, Trevor's mom called and said he needed to go home. Seth and I had teamed up and had destroyed Braden, weakening our forces. Trever still held North America, minus Greenland, and he could turn in next turn. We took a picture of the playing field and our cards and plan on resuming the game at a later time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-6194648328559311402?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/6194648328559311402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=6194648328559311402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6194648328559311402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6194648328559311402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2010/09/halo-risk-and-basketball.html' title='Halo, Risk and Basketball'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-2372692641453318463</id><published>2010-09-22T14:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T14:42:56.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>College...</title><content type='html'>College...Is certainly a different experience.  I didn't know what to think of it at first.  It is nothing like high school...I don't know anyone, I can't talk any of the teachers into a few points, and I don't know ANYONE.  Yes, I pass some people in the hall I can say high to every now and then, but other then that.  Despite all of this, I love college.  It's good.   I havn't had that much homework and when I do have to write a paper it's only 1 or 2 pages.  What they do have in college that is like high school is double space papers thank goodness!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-2372692641453318463?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/2372692641453318463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=2372692641453318463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2372692641453318463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2372692641453318463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2010/09/college.html' title='College...'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-96325378745799726</id><published>2010-09-20T10:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:41:59.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-96325378745799726?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/96325378745799726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=96325378745799726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/96325378745799726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/96325378745799726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-8111265097997240103</id><published>2010-01-31T14:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:14:46.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear IN-N-OUT Burger</title><content type='html'>This is the story of how IN-N-OUT burger got me to state:&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;       I have been a swimmer for most of my teen years.  I started my senior year on the high school swim team, picking up on a pretty good end to my junior year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Mid-season, I was keeping pretty consistent with my times with the previous year, swimming around 58 seconds in my hundred free and around 27 seconds in my fifty free.  These times were alright, but all around me people were dropping times left and right and here's Cooper with his same old times.  I got pretty excited when I cut of tenths of a second. &lt;br /&gt;       One day, after school, all the swimmers were in the coaches room talking about the last meet we had before region.  It was in Lehi.  Now you might be unfamiliar with this news, but you guys recently put an IN-N-OUT in American Fork.  That is close to Lehi.  I asked my coach if we could possibly go there after the meet.  Being familiar with the lines that usually accompany my favorite fast food place, she said no.  Trying to sound as serious as possible I asked if we could go if I swam really fast in the upcoming meet.  She was not big on taking risks so she said if I swam a low 54 in my race we could go to IN-N-OUT.  54 seconds was the, then, current state qualifying time.  With out a blink I accepted the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;       I was going to have to drop 3 seconds in a race I was already going pretty fast in.  The day of the meet came and I was sitting at the pool with my cliff energy bar, some power bar goop, and a powder energy packet for my water from my dad.  I was nervous.  I asked my coach if the goop stuff was legal, she said if was and also gave me my new favorite energy booster, shot blocks.  I had two of them and instantly felt the energy go through my body.  My first event was our medley relay.   I swam my freestyle split the fastest I had every swam it.  I had ultimate confidence in the power of the shot blocks. &lt;br /&gt;       The rest of the team had heard about me and my coaches deal, so the whole meet I was bombarded by people telling me to win.  My race came up and I have to admit I was feeling nervous for the first time.  The whole day I hadn't even thought once that I couldn't do it.  I got up on the block and the only thing going through my mind was 54, 54, 54!  When the signal telling us to go went off, I dove in.  I can't really explain what happened.  The only thing I know was that for some reason my arms weren't hurting, I didn't feel tired when I started my second fifty, and I was kicking like I had never done before. &lt;br /&gt;       When I touched the wall, I looked up at the board that kept the times.  Guess what?  They were having technical difficulties.  Luckily my team was cheering loud enough that I knew I had made it.  When I went over and talked to my coach,  she was overjoyed.  My final time was 53.6  and it is still the fastest time I have ever swam.  We went to IN-N-OUT burger, and it was the best burger I have ever eaten from the best burger joint around. &lt;br /&gt;      That time qualified me for state, and hopefully I can beat it when stated rolls around on February 6th.&lt;br /&gt;                            Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;                                         Cooper Urmston,&lt;br /&gt;                                                   A die hard IN-N-OUT fan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8111265097997240103?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8111265097997240103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8111265097997240103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8111265097997240103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8111265097997240103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-in-n-out-burger.html' title='Dear IN-N-OUT Burger'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-6168613660123894973</id><published>2009-06-07T21:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:21:05.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Since Last Post....</title><content type='html'>1. I made student council.  I'm a Senior Representative. Senior Rep for short&lt;br /&gt;2. I am in the Running for Cross Country Captian.  With a Good Chance.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am on siminary council&lt;br /&gt;4. I created a Genre of music called...........URMANIUM&lt;br /&gt;5. I started liking a newfound Genre of music called.....URMANIUM&lt;br /&gt;6. I....I....I think thats it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Summer Started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-6168613660123894973?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/6168613660123894973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=6168613660123894973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6168613660123894973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6168613660123894973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-last-post.html' title='Since Last Post....'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-2571299614089542837</id><published>2009-03-26T21:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:18:20.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey I posted on garrets blog</title><content type='html'>yeah,  I left a comment on garrets post titled 'come on' so go there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-2571299614089542837?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/2571299614089542837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=2571299614089542837' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2571299614089542837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2571299614089542837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-i-posted-on-garrets-blog.html' title='Hey I posted on garrets blog'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-5595573602214245854</id><published>2009-03-10T07:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:25:04.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain</title><content type='html'>I have been made a captain of the swim team!!!! yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5595573602214245854?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5595573602214245854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5595573602214245854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5595573602214245854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5595573602214245854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/03/captain.html' title='Captain'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-8359016801873637236</id><published>2009-03-01T18:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:33:10.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fine</title><content type='html'>There has been alot of questions about how I am on my blog.  I would just like to say that I am doing fine.  In fact, I'm doing wonderful.  I shaved my legs for the first time for swimming, but it helped, I dropped 6 seconds in my backstroke and 5 in my I.M.  So yeah.  Now we here at cooperurmston.blogspot.com would like to ask all of you: How you doin'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8359016801873637236?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8359016801873637236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8359016801873637236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8359016801873637236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8359016801873637236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-fine.html' title='I&apos;m Fine'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-3435083550926234325</id><published>2009-02-22T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:55:18.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>How you doin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-3435083550926234325?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/3435083550926234325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=3435083550926234325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/3435083550926234325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/3435083550926234325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-1774920408202643515</id><published>2009-01-19T09:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:57:25.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Second</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SXSu02bCzbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UFNItIER2WQ/s1600-h/Rancor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SXSu02bCzbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UFNItIER2WQ/s400/Rancor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293047685052550578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Lacy got a hold of the  "S" key on my dads keyboard, so if you see a random "s" in the middle, beginning or end of a  word,  sorry. You may not see one because I caught them all, but if you do...sorry, again.  We had another meet, and it was against richfield.  The boys one by forty points and almost none of the girls showed up so our girls lost by seven.  I swam the I.M. again. That rhymes if you say it out loud.  I am starting to like this stroke.  I was swimming against&lt;br /&gt;Rapheal (Raf-i-el) Durtchi (Dur-chi).  He is the other "I.M."er.  That ryhmes too, kindof.  So we get up on the block, this won't be as discriptive as my other one, and the person says go.  I dive in and figure I'd be pretty psyched if I got a 2:33 again.  I saw Durtchi on my back to breast turn and he was right next to me.  That was the moment I decided I was not going to lose this race.  I kept up with him on the breast and then went as fast as my little arms would carry me on free.  I dropped another second. YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who ever can tell me what that is and who owns it (not the trainer) and who the owner was keeping frozen in carbonite, is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-1774920408202643515?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/1774920408202643515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=1774920408202643515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1774920408202643515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1774920408202643515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-second.html' title='Another Second'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SXSu02bCzbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UFNItIER2WQ/s72-c/Rancor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-5667662689385499011</id><published>2009-01-10T12:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:10:15.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did it Again</title><content type='html'>As I step up on the block I slap my head a few times, getting into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the zone.&lt;/span&gt;  Butterfly, back, breast,free.  Butterfly, back, breast, free.  That's whats going through my mind. In that dull, almost monotone, voice that only those buzzer people can have, the words, "take your mark" are registered in my brain.  I bend down and wait patiently for that recognizable yet indescribable noise that signals me to go.  As it sounds, I dive off the block.  I start into that powerful stroke,  the butterfly.  All I'm thinking is, "35, 35, 35".  I touch the wall and turn around,  I'm in the lead.  Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;I start to feel my arms burn as I approach the touch pad.  I grab the wall and go into backstroke.  "Keep your head back",  I can hear my coach keep saying, "Head back, butt up!"  I see the flags, " 1, 2, 3, flip!"  I turn and push off the wall.  I keep swimming.  My worst stroke is coming up, breaststroke.  I see the other flags and count to five.  I touch the wall and turn.  I'm still in front,  WHAT?!?!?  There is no way I was going to lose this race now.  I start my breaststroke and, while fighting the urge to hurl the pasta noodles we ate before this, started going as fast as my bad form would take me.  I finished that fifty, and I was still in first.  I only had to finish the freestyle now.  I sprinted as fast as I could, did an awesome flip turn, and finished on the wall.  I looked up at the clock, 2:33.  I was almost as happy as when I broke the 1:00.  I got first, it was sweet.  Up next I had my 100 free.  I was not leaving that pool without a 58.  I got in and started swimming as fast as I could.  I touch the wall and looked up.  59.66,  I slapped the water in anger.  Then I realized an important fact.  I was in lane eight, not 1!!  HaHa(candice)!!  I looked at number eight, just hoping it was a 58.  58.99,  YES!!!  Right on the edge.  It was awesome.  We ended up getting 2nd in that meet.  I also swam on the Medely B team and the 400 A team.  It was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On another note,  I looked up tanners band, TANNER,  It was somthing else.  All the songs I listend to it sounded like a somebody trying to imitate the B-52's and throughing in a hard metal beat to it.  It was weird  there was one that was decent, but other than that....yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5667662689385499011?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5667662689385499011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5667662689385499011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5667662689385499011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5667662689385499011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-it-again.html' title='Did it Again'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-2549317744966969529</id><published>2008-12-07T14:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:18:50.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke it!!!</title><content type='html'>So at our last meet in cedar city...I BROKE A MINUTE!!! in my 100 free.  59.8!! It was freakin Awsome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-2549317744966969529?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/2549317744966969529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=2549317744966969529' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2549317744966969529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2549317744966969529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/12/broke-it.html' title='Broke it!!!'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-5691350313621577578</id><published>2008-11-26T17:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:55:35.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In English</title><content type='html'>(It didn't translate correctly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! This entry blog special for the biggest alive man, Mr. Cooper Urmston, will be done in Spanish. Yes! For that one the extraordinarily wonderful people there that proves to say tounge native of the Mexican people, these following prayers are not rags in you. They are simply my way of doing the diversion of those people who cannot say this languege. Let's understand? Of course the ironic thing consists of the fact that used a Spanish translator for the whole matter, HaHa! (only for you candice). So those idiots no people of sense will have it nor designs. I am going to assume that if you manage to translate this one, this will not have sense. These a few last weeks they have been well. I have to fix this one before something more happens. We had to find this last Saturday, and I did depositor. I dropped two seconds in my free 100 and 100 behind. Now I have one 1:01.15 in my free style and one 1:15.something in my back. I would have fallen down more in free me, but I spoilt one of my returns of flip. Then this one later is we have I break a minute. Also I tried for the basketball and did not do it. Ah well. I go to next year. I will fix the translation next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5691350313621577578?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5691350313621577578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5691350313621577578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5691350313621577578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5691350313621577578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-english.html' title='In English'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-1346843168290789070</id><published>2008-11-13T18:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:24:44.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En Espanol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;             ¡Hola! Esta entrada blog especial por el mayor hombre vivo, Sr. Cooper Urmston, será hecha en el español. ¡Sí! Para aquella extraordinariamente maravillosa gente ahí que resulta decir tounge natal de la gente mejicana, estas siguientes oraciones no son harapos en usted. Ellos son simplemente mi modo de hacer la diversión de aquella gente que no puede decir este languege. ¿Entienda?  ¡Por supuesto la cosa irónica consiste en que uso a un traductor español para todo el asunto, HaHa! (sólo para usted candice). Tan aquellos idiotas ninguna gente de sentido no tendrá ni idea.  Voy a asumir que si usted logra traducir este, esto no tendrá sentido.  Estas pocas semanas pasadas han estado bien. Tengo que fijar este antes de que algo más pase. Teníamos encontrar este el sábado pasado, e hice imponente. Dejé caer dos segundos en mis 100 libres y 100 atrás. Ahora tengo un 1:01.15 en mi estilo libre y un 1:15.something en mi espalda. Yo me habría caído más en mi libre, pero estropeé una de mis vueltas de capirotazo. Entonces este después se encuentra tenemos rompo un minuto.  También probé para el baloncesto y no lo hice. Ah bien. Voy al próximo año.  Fijaré la traducción la próxima semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-1346843168290789070?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/1346843168290789070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=1346843168290789070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1346843168290789070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1346843168290789070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/11/en-espanol.html' title='En Espanol'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-8531399249721451080</id><published>2008-10-17T11:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:08:43.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Title of This Entry Is...</title><content type='html'>First of all i would like to know how you guys fancy up your blogs.  I'm stuck with this plain old boring stuff I had two choose form the begining.  Second of all, I got a job. Actually I've had it for a month now. I didn't say it in my privious post because...you come up with this one. I finnaly got paid!!! 129 bucks, dollars, moneys, cold hard cash, bills, moolah, dough, greenbacks, gold pieces (I like to incorperate all ages, races, ethnicities, (both) genders, time zones, ect. as I can!). I plan to pay my tithing with 10% of it and then, in the words of my good friends Aerosmith, blow it all(not those exact words). HAHAHAHA. Not really. I am going to by the new Metalica album and, when it comes out, the new AC/DC album. It's gonna be awsome. Then with the rest of it...I'm gonna need Ideas. I got save it and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for a random thought, this auto save thing used to really push my buttons; however, I almost lost all this entry once, and it saved it. Yippee. Now here's a picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SPjRw2DtmtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yJK5nTDMm7Q/s1600-h/THEHULKORFRAKINSTIEN.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258183202030066386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SPjRw2DtmtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yJK5nTDMm7Q/s400/THEHULKORFRAKINSTIEN.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I drew this and I know you guys have all been dying to see another one.  I had a hard time with this one, and you'll never guess what my problem was.  The name.  I had know Idea who I was.  Was I Victor Frankenstein, creating an "evil" monstor, or was I Dr. Bruce Banner, exposed to the blast of my own gamma bomb.  Yes I used Wikipedia to get  myself learned on the backgrounds of these two Extordinary...Creatures, heros, things?  The Hulk or Frankenstein?  You dicide.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8531399249721451080?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8531399249721451080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8531399249721451080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8531399249721451080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8531399249721451080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/10/title-of-this-entry-is.html' title='The Title of This Entry Is...'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SPjRw2DtmtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yJK5nTDMm7Q/s72-c/THEHULKORFRAKINSTIEN.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-6116472016090607197</id><published>2008-09-20T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T10:45:04.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um...do to lack of comments on my pictures, I wasn't planning on putting on anymore. We went to cali and I realized that people do look at them, think there great, and are just to lazy to put on any comments. That's my optomistic view. I could post my pessamistic view...but I might offend somebody. Give me a few days or somthing and I'll have 'em up. For the moment I have some pictures that I did not draw: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subject:  ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photography:  MY MOTHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Details:  I was way mad.  I was sick of pictures and wanted nothing more to do with them.  I also think those clothes were a little itchy.  I hope you get a good laugh,  I was having one.  The whole time I was thinking, "what is my mom gonna do with these...HAHA!!!"  My plan backfired and now I'm a laughing stock.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUnqwMAo2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1NuJ4rWiLLw/s1600-h/Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144556213445474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUnqwMAo2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1NuJ4rWiLLw/s400/Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUnjfdaaQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dyXtcTG8MvA/s1600-h/Me1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248144431463950594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUnjfdaaQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dyXtcTG8MvA/s400/Me1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUmNKxFYCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JN0tDO6rZs4/s1600-h/Garret.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUmuDHbhOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/9N-GVM68I4A/s1600-h/Garret.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-6116472016090607197?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/6116472016090607197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=6116472016090607197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6116472016090607197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6116472016090607197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SNUnqwMAo2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/1NuJ4rWiLLw/s72-c/Me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-912257298463989842</id><published>2008-08-03T16:33:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:50:23.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well aparenty their is a huge rage about this new "artist" kaitlin.  I decided to take a look at her work and was imidiatly inspired.  I wanted to start drawring/paintinng.  So I started to drawr. I was having so much fun that I just couldn't stop. I think that I can compare my self to kaitlin...she did not teach me tho. I was just getting down the basic shapes...then I decided to step it up a (k)notch. So, some of these drawrings are a little complex and some of them may seem very simple. Here we go:&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJYzhRuSQWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z3ZEnZR1OCI/s1600-h/BLANK.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230424664023646562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJYzhRuSQWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z3ZEnZR1OCI/s320/BLANK.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE: MAN&lt;br /&gt;ARTIST: COOPER&lt;br /&gt;DATE: AUGUST 3RD 2008&lt;br /&gt;TIME TOOK: 2 AND A HALF MINUETS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISCRIPTION: THIS WAS MY FIRST ATTEMPT AT THE ART OF ARTESTRY. YES, I DID DO THAT KIND OF FAST, THANK YOU FOR NOTICING. PLEASE NOTICE THE STROKE MARKS, THEY ARE ALL GOING THE SAME DIRECTION. I BELIEVE THAT IS A &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY1HMtKviI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iWJTa5O_GP0/s1600-h/BATMAN.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GOOD THING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY1gzwrYgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eToVWh1t0Uo/s1600-h/BATMAN.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230426855003873794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY1gzwrYgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/eToVWh1t0Uo/s320/BATMAN.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TITLE: BATMAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARTIST: COOPER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DATE: AUGUST 3RD 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIME TOOK: AROUND 3 MINUETS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISCRIPTION: THE FAMOUS MASKED VIGILANTE. THIS ONE WAS A BIT TRICKIER. MY LOVING FATHER COMMENTED ON THE EARS OF THIS CAPED CRUSADER, AND I FINALY GAVE UP TRYING. AGAIN ALL THE STOKES ON THIS DARK KNIGHT ARE IN THE SAME DIRECTION. HE IS WEARING THE FULL ENSEMBLE DISPITE WHAT ANYONE MIGHT SAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY3o0-FxHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NMe227DoHh4/s1600-h/THEJOKER.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230429191790773362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY3o0-FxHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NMe227DoHh4/s320/THEJOKER.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TITLE: THE JOKER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARTIST: COOPER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DATE: AUGUST 3RD 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIME TOOK: 360 SECONDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISCRIPTION: WHAT A FIEND. IN HONOR/HONOUR OF BATMAN, THIS IS THE ONLY VILLAN I TOOK THE TIME TO DRAW. IN MY MIND HE IS ONE OF THE BEST VILLANS EVER. WITH NO BACKGROUND STORY, HE PLAUGES THE STREETS OF GOTHOM WITH HIS DEADLY KNIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY6p6rSFeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Jqca7xbQ57M/s1600-h/Sir+William+Thatcher+or+Sir+Ulrich+von+Lichtenstein.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230432509037254114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY6p6rSFeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Jqca7xbQ57M/s320/Sir+William+Thatcher+or+Sir+Ulrich+von+Lichtenstein.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TITLE: SIR WILLIAM THATCHER/SIR ULRICH VON LICHTENSTEIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARTIST: COOPER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DATE: AUGUST 3RD 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIME TOOK: 2 MINUETS AND 17 SECONDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISCRIPTION: AS SORT OF A TRIBUTE TO MR. HEATH, I DREW THIS LITTLE SKETCH FROM THE SECOND OF THREE MOVIES I KNOW HE'S IN. IF YOU LOOK ABOVE, YOU'LL SEE THE FIRST OF THREE. FOR CERTAIN REASONS I LEFT THE THIRD OF THREE MOVIE OUT. A TRUE KNIGHT/COWBOY/CLOWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY9XyiSA9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/JRva5NXebsY/s1600-h/THEFLASH.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230435496149255122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJY9XyiSA9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/JRva5NXebsY/s320/THEFLASH.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TITLE: THE FLASH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARTIST: COOPER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DATE: AUGUST 3RD 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TIME TOOK: 3 SECONDS (FUNNY IF YOU GET IT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISCRIPTION: THE FASTEST SUPER HERO IN THE WORLD. DREW THIS ONE AS FAST AS I COULD. HA HA. STROKES, AGAIN...I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT THIS GUY...I NEED TO DO ALOT OF RESEARCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the last one i'm gonna show you. I have some more, so get ready for next week. I had a pretty good week pretty far. We had a good county meet. I PR'd in all 3 of my events. 50 100 and fly. We are about to go on our young mens camp. Way excited. Mount Nebo. Well that's about it. Except, for my birthday I got a 200 dollar gift card from my parents to any mall in america. I have 80 bucks left. I got a supertramp CD and a Ramones CD. I got some sun glasses and a nice jacket. Obviously we saw batman, I've seen it twice. It was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-912257298463989842?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/912257298463989842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=912257298463989842' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/912257298463989842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/912257298463989842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures.html' title='PICTURES!!!!'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SJYzhRuSQWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Z3ZEnZR1OCI/s72-c/BLANK.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-1962109644080125948</id><published>2008-07-10T14:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:32:51.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know I just posted yesterday...but as i was alooking through the rest of your blogs and leaving messages I realized somthing. Having to type in those darn letters&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxgihaRGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fj6qVYNIH3g/s1600-h/captcha7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485621819360354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxgihaRGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fj6qVYNIH3g/s400/captcha7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bugs the crap out of me.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxe5ZV-hI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EPo2KSqe6jY/s1600-h/captcha5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485593599801874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxe5ZV-hI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EPo2KSqe6jY/s400/captcha5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know if the rest of you experience this inconvinence, but throughout this post I have put up pictures of&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxeTSmO5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LvKfBwrX2xA/s1600-h/captcha1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485583370959762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxeTSmO5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LvKfBwrX2xA/s400/captcha1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what the criminals look like. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxekUxpcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SWhguEiWDN4/s1600-h/captcha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485587943499202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxekUxpcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SWhguEiWDN4/s400/captcha2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why do they do this. What gain do they have from making us type them. I guess I could log in and it might solve the problem, but who knows.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxekY1PQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bfm2caWhtyA/s1600-h/captcha6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221485587960511746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxekY1PQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bfm2caWhtyA/s400/captcha6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  At the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very least make them say somthing,  I mean those words mean nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-1962109644080125948?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/1962109644080125948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=1962109644080125948' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1962109644080125948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1962109644080125948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/07/what.html' title='What the...'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SHZxgihaRGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fj6qVYNIH3g/s72-c/captcha7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-6334557027881132086</id><published>2008-07-09T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:59:46.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey...heY</title><content type='html'>Yeah so the first week of June Mason Porter and I went to EFY.  That was great.  Me and Mason Shared a room.  And Porter got a roomate.  Unfortunatly Porter was not in the same group as us.  It was a very interesting week.  When we got back from EFY we went our separate ways. after that I had a ton of swim practice and it is very early in the morning.  Totaly worth it though.  Other than that I really don't do much, unless I am working on the house, which isn't as often as I had thought it would be.  I have seen Iron man and Get smart.  Both excelent movies.  Both funny.  I was a little disipointed with what I have read about hancock.  Every has told me it is a good movie, contrary to what the reviews say and some other various people.  So I guess that one is a no go for now.  We have had a few swim meets.  I have a 27 free and a 31 fly, both improvments.  My I.M. is doing so hot.  I have a 2 54.  not my fastest time.  I'm going to have to work on that.  It sure as heck feels like I am going a lot faster than 2 54.  this last meet I couldn't even stand after it.  My birthday is coming up...I'm supposed to think of party Ideas...great.  I love parties.  At least I love to go to parties.  Planning them is a different story.  I asked my mom today if we could forget the party and if I could just get a mini coop.  She didn't respond.  Mabye she didn't hear...hmm.  Well if you guys have any suggestions, bring it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-6334557027881132086?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/6334557027881132086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=6334557027881132086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6334557027881132086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6334557027881132086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/07/heyhey.html' title='Hey...heY'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-8486956588840846712</id><published>2008-05-28T22:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:22:08.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Game On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SD43J8Jt-nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SQz_5yERioQ/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205658863192111730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SD43J8Jt-nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SQz_5yERioQ/s400/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SD43J8Jt-nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SQz_5yERioQ/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being pestered day after day by a certain blog, it is officially on. Cooper and The Porter/Garet ( I hope I spelled that wrong) war is started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Left is the Flag of Coopers Blog. If you support Coopers Blog, please somehow copy and paste on your blog. Copying this flag signifies your allegiance to Coopers Blog and your opposition to The Porter/Garet Blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8486956588840846712?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8486956588840846712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8486956588840846712' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8486956588840846712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8486956588840846712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/05/game-on.html' title='Game On'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/SD43J8Jt-nI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SQz_5yERioQ/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-7403494070362520889</id><published>2008-05-26T15:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:52:09.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Apparently I have come back in the middle of some war, between porter and me.  I check out his blog and he is raggin on me.  What the Heck.  So, uh, exp0ect some insults towards that.  I don't get to drive till september.  I got texting so uh yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-7403494070362520889?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/7403494070362520889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=7403494070362520889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/7403494070362520889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/7403494070362520889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-apparently-i-have-come-back-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-5912972548490998393</id><published>2008-03-23T10:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T15:34:08.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Challange</title><content type='html'>I was resently, challanged by a tiny boy named porter to name another six random facts about me, again. I valiantly accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If I could own any sort of exotic animal, it would be the possum, armidillo, or platypus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want a ping-pong ball signed by a man named....Ping-Pong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can say the alphabet backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to walk into a resturaunt and say I want the Usual, and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I got the "Jackie-Chan" award on my swim team because I tried to smash a cup on my head and it didn't work, and then they had me do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have been told by at least 4 people that I should be a stand up comidian. I was horrible devestated when I found out that comedians have writters and are not doing there own stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5912972548490998393?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5912972548490998393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5912972548490998393' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5912972548490998393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5912972548490998393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-challange.html' title='My Challange'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-2142134653930512961</id><published>2008-03-16T08:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:49:39.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Since 10:35 Saturday December 22 2007</title><content type='html'>Well, swimming is over.  I went to state as an alternate swimmer.  Nobody got injured, so I didn't swim.  I joined the track team, It's pretty fun.  It is not as hard as Swimming.  All I am doing is jumping and Throwing.  We had our first meet on Monday.  I Scratched once in Shot, but other than that I got 25 yards/feet, I can't remember what.  I Scratched twice in Discus and Long Jump, but I got 13 feet in Long jump don't know what in Discus.  I scratched all three times in High Jump.  IT was at five feet, so I have alot to practice.  Today is stake confrencel. WE have to go soon.  I got my learners permit though.  I can't get my license untill september. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-2142134653930512961?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/2142134653930512961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=2142134653930512961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2142134653930512961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2142134653930512961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/03/since-1035-saturday-december-22-2007.html' title='Since 10:35 Saturday December 22 2007'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-8011542991062714203</id><published>2008-01-04T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T18:02:38.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello America</title><content type='html'>We just had Christmas break, and it was tons of fun. Uncle Peter and family came up. We celebrated christmas. I got some clothing items, a guitar, a PS2 with guitar hero 3. It was tons of fun. We went sledding with U.P.F. except Porter, because he went snowboarding. Sledding was really awsome. Me and tanner went down one time, and there was this little jump. We hit it perfect. We crashed, but we did go off. Then I went off on me stumach and hit it. I landed, but it hurt. It was a driving range, so if you can get the Idea.  There was a bunch of trees over to the right.  We hit those alot. &lt;br /&gt;It was really fun. We also went and saw National Treasure 2. It was a really good movie. Well, that's about it, besides sitting around playing Guitar Hero 3. I also have a new blog. Random-is-us.blogspot.com, so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8011542991062714203?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8011542991062714203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8011542991062714203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8011542991062714203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8011542991062714203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-america.html' title='Hello America'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-9086525440654896326</id><published>2007-12-22T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T22:43:21.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life so far.</title><content type='html'>Not much has been going on different.  We went to a Utah Falsh game tonight, they were playing the Bakersfield Jam.  This is the D-Legue, the people who almost made it.  If there was a D-Legue in the Bloging world, Garret/Porter blog would be on it.  Oh and while we are on that subject.  This next bit of information in extremly important(not really).  The Porter/Garret blog is a fraud.  They make all there stuff up.  This is really just to bite back on the retorts on me.  It's christmas break, so we will have some fun with this.  I am extremely depressed with the fact that aparently the Writers went on strike. I am disipointed about the fact that the office is canceled.  It will probably be over when Grandma and Grandpa come home, so congragulations.  Well, thats about it.  Bye, don't support Porter/Garret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-9086525440654896326?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/9086525440654896326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=9086525440654896326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/9086525440654896326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/9086525440654896326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-life-so-far.html' title='My life so far.'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-3771725526355269820</id><published>2007-12-05T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:10:19.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ceder city</title><content type='html'>This past week has been a fiasco(?) of events.  After my last post, I had an amazingly busy day on Wednesday.  We had our swim practice till four O'clock, and got home at 4:30,  I had piano at 6:00, and then had a team dinner at 7:00.  We had pizza, it was really good.  The next day we went to school until lunch, then we Left for ceder city.  The bus ride was very long, we had a meet in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;richfeild&lt;/span&gt; so we stopped there first.  Our coaches kept calling this meet a "practice" meet.  We lost, which is to be expected if we all thought it was a practice meet.  Our coaches still got mad at us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;.  I got a recording of it.  It is pretty good stuff.  I listened to it be for one of my races, but that is in a later part.  She called us mediocre(?).  I wore uncle marks tattoos, and I would like to note that uncle marks swim cap is pretty popular, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mandee&lt;/span&gt; loved hers.  Our swim meet in ceder city went over very well.  Before I get into that, on Saturday, we had to get into groups and had to do a fear factor/some other game-like-thing.  Well, one of our..."tasks" was to eat something, but they would not tell us what.  I happened to be the one on the team who was known for eating allot.  I thought I could eat anything, worms, dirt, but they happened to bring out pickles.  I hate pickles.  I was sure I could choke down some regular pickles, but these pickles were disgusting.  I kept a straight face through the whole ordeal, but I thought I was going to through up.  Another one of the tasks was to go and do 3 flip turns in the swimming pool.  The pool was out side.  It was snowing.  The fence to the pool was locked but people climbed over it.  Not everybody had to do it, just to clarify things.  The maintenance man was really angry.  That's about all the exciting stuff.  Now for our meet.  I listened to my coaches rampage before the 100.  I went from a 1:07 to a 1:03. I wanted to drop 5 seconds.  That was all of my event for that day. The next day was the best.  Our bus driver Bob brought his kid.  I was calling him bob Jr. then I learned his name was chance.  I started calling him Chauncey.  He was trying to act really cool and I picked him up by his ankles.  He continued act cool from that position, then I dunked his head in the water.  He started to freak out then.  He is 6 years old. Then I did a 200 I.M.  I went from a 2:53 to a 2:48.  It was great.  We have another meet this week and I can't wait.  This kid Jesse Roberts is like the next Micheal Phelps.  He did one of those cool back-to-breast flip turns, but got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DQ'd&lt;/span&gt;.  I officially got the funny kid of the team title, somebody said to me today,  If you tell any more jokes, I am going to have an 8-pack.  I also got the kid who eats food really fast title, and the biggest shoe on the team title.  We also took Grandma and Grandpa to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MTC&lt;/span&gt;.  It was really cool to send them off, not cool as in, yes there gone, but cool as being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-3771725526355269820?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/3771725526355269820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=3771725526355269820' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/3771725526355269820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/3771725526355269820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/12/ceder-city.html' title='ceder city'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-8051072990121223290</id><published>2007-11-27T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:19:11.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got Tagged.....I guess</title><content type='html'>6 random facts.....about me....possibly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I would like to be able to dunk before my 16th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Martin Luther King Jr. Day rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I like the animal armodillo and also the siberian tiger, and the yak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I recently visited California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I have starred in one full 1/4 length movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If I owned a circus of dancing silverware.......that would be awsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind doing this again, but if you don't want to waste time tagging me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag, Uncle Peter......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8051072990121223290?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8051072990121223290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8051072990121223290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8051072990121223290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8051072990121223290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-taggedi-guess.html' title='I got Tagged.....I guess'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-2797985439367075565</id><published>2007-11-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:34:57.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess it has been a while since I have been on. People have been bugging me about updating it, so I guess I had better do it now. Lets see....since the Saint George marathon, (just as a side note, I would like to state that G is a funny letter.) um I have been enjoying the swim team, it has been tons of fun. We have had about 3 meets and have done well in all of them. I have done well in all of them personally, also. I have been swimming mostly fly and free(either 100 or 200). I am also on the 400 A team, and the 200 B team. One of our meets they had me swim breast and the 200 IM. I did pretty good in my IM, the coach said when I got to my breast it looked like I had had enough (because I was going so slow) then I hit my free style and was flying. Apparently it is just my breast stroke. In my breast stroke, when they hit the buzzer we all jumped in and everyone was down to the other side by the time I had made it half way. It was a one hundred, so I was halfway on my third 25 when everyone else had finished. When I was turning to go to my 4th 25 I cut my toe, so it was a bad experience overall. I hate breast just to clarify thing right now. So my times as of now, are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 fly: 1:19:?? (would have been 1:18:?? if I hadn't got DQ'd)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 free: 1:06:??(I think?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 free: 2:31:??(my first time!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;200 IM: ??:??:??(I have a horrible memory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/R0uCHjijygI/AAAAAAAAACc/o-0ueacLdgg/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137342866257070594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/R0uCHjijygI/AAAAAAAAACc/o-0ueacLdgg/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So there you have that. I tried out for the baskettball team, that was fun. I had to get up at four in the morning, to get there by 5 O'Clock. Yes, AM. I didn't make it, but it would have messed things up for the swim team. Well, other then that, for those who don't know, we went down to California. It was alot of fun. We made a movie, Some title you want to call it. If we put it on YOUTUBE, I will put it on this blog. Candice painted my shoes, I have gotten alot of complements. It was great to hear grandma and grandpa talk. Thanksgiving was fun. Playing basball was fun, and also playing in the turkey bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are doing fine in our new house, and we all fit pretty comfortably. Kaitlin made the baskettball team, and there first game was tonight. School has been great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-2797985439367075565?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/2797985439367075565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=2797985439367075565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2797985439367075565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/2797985439367075565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/R0uCHjijygI/AAAAAAAAACc/o-0ueacLdgg/s72-c/DSC_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-4897649280549448280</id><published>2007-10-13T07:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T07:49:44.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George Marathon Continued</title><content type='html'>Yea, so then we went and we waited at the end of the marathon for them.  We got there right as the very first runners were coming in.  They look like they were hurting.  I started to take pictures of weird people on my moms camera.  I got pictures of harry guys,  old people,  people holding hands, some guy that was chanting somthing, and some other weird oddities.  Then as I wasn't looking, my mom says, "Hey there is a guy with a bloody nipple, go get a picture." I got up and started running as fast as I could.  I was doging in and out of the people traffic, then I got to a ditch.  There were people all over the side I was on. So I go and jump over the ditch then, as I jump back, I misplaced my foot.  I slipped and fell, I could have gotten the perfect picture. I missed it.  I saved the camera, but I ripped a hole in my jeans. I walked back to my mom, and she started freaking out. I was wondering what was going on. "Mom, it's just a pair of jeans,  you can't fix them here!" Apparently I had scraped my knee pretty bad.  It hadn't hurt until I saw it, but thats okay.  So thats about when Uncle Nathan came around the corner, He looked fine.  Aunt Jill left to go wait for him.  Then, a while later, Uncle Peter came around, followed by my dad.  It was great.  The boys started running with him, I would have but it would have looked weird to see a limping man try to run.  Times:&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Nathan: 3:27:--&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Peter:    4:22:--&lt;br /&gt;My Dad:           4:37:--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Highlights of the past week:&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have to start packing up stuff for our new house, so we have been doing that, but of course, we also got a new X-Box.  We are still geting work done though.  I went in and took my learners permit test, I got a 78%, out of the 80% I need. I needed one more question.  The question was:&lt;br /&gt;Marjajuana does not affect your driving.&lt;br /&gt;a) True&lt;br /&gt;b) False&lt;br /&gt;I read it like this&lt;br /&gt;Marjajuana does affect your driving.&lt;br /&gt;a) True&lt;br /&gt;b) False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I was annoyed about that. Thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-4897649280549448280?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/4897649280549448280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=4897649280549448280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/4897649280549448280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/4897649280549448280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/10/st-george-marathon-continued.html' title='St. George Marathon Continued'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-5545053097337957455</id><published>2007-10-11T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:52:16.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/Rw7ejR7AnvI/AAAAAAAAACU/fAJndKASryE/s1600-h/SGM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120274524054527730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/Rw7ejR7AnvI/AAAAAAAAACU/fAJndKASryE/s400/SGM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So last week almost, we went down to St. George.  I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had time to post.  My dad, Uncle Peter, and Uncle Nathan were all running in the saint George Marathon.  In my opinion, they all had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; perspective of the word WINNING:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Dad-Not cramping up until after 18 or 20 miles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle Nathan-Beating a certain time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle Peter-...I really don't know what he was thinking&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now these are just my opinions, so don't quote me.  So the morning of the race, we woke up at 4 in the morning.  We took Uncle Peter and my dad down to the hotel where Uncle Nathan was staying (we were staying at my Uncle Lanes).  We then proceded to drive to the place where we would wait for the 3 men.  We got there at 5ish.  We tried to go to sleep in a 6 person tuck with 8 people in it, with a band playing in the background.  If you can guess, we didn't get much luck.  So we just sat in the tuck awake.  At 6:30, the wheelchair people came ( they let them go by first).  After that, we had a while to wait. Then Uncle Nathan came past, followed by my dad, followed closly by Uncle Peter.  Then after about an Half an hour, I saw my old biology teacher, Mr. Hallam.  The office is coming on so I will right the rest in the next post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5545053097337957455?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5545053097337957455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5545053097337957455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5545053097337957455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5545053097337957455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/10/st-george-marathon.html' title='St. George Marathon'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/Rw7ejR7AnvI/AAAAAAAAACU/fAJndKASryE/s72-c/SGM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-3031900029740712616</id><published>2007-10-02T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:47:47.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update (Short Edition)</title><content type='html'>Okay, for those of you who don't like to read, here is my short edition of what has been going on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Couldn't get a mens volleyball team started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-In the Spanish Fork Press for Trucker Convention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Joined FFA/State Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Welded for the first time: scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Got another Swim Coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Life Rank in Scouting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Girl on Swim Team from Bakersfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- Selling House&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-3031900029740712616?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/3031900029740712616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=3031900029740712616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/3031900029740712616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/3031900029740712616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/10/update-short-edition.html' title='Update (Short Edition)'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-229043537370805809</id><published>2007-10-02T18:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:00:29.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>Okay, so nothing much has been happining latly, but I am going to tell you what has been happening between the nothing happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- My mens volleyball team idea has been....not rejected, but given up. The guy I talked to said that I had to go talk to the state school board, and then it would just get more complicated from their, so I just decided that It wasn't worth it. By the time I get one started, I will probably be a junior. They said I could start a mens volleyball club, but that dosn't sound as cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I was in the Spanish Fork Press. I went to some trucker convention and then they tracked me down. I then had to get my picture taken with the trucker and his truck. The convention was pretty cool, I got 4 doughnuts, 3 Fruit drinks, and 2 free tardies. I got my friends to get in the picture to, but I forgot to mention it was going to be in the paper. They also quoted me. The inside of the turck looked pretty cool. They guy has to go through 18 gears to get to 75 mph. The heading of the article was FUTURE TRUCKERS!!! ( it used a more formal word than tuckers). We now joke around that we are in the FFA and the FTA (Future Farmers of America and Future Truckers of America)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-I found out that welding was a FFA class and joined it. We then went to the state fair and wathed a guy make a wooden sculpture with a chain saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- I welded for the first time today!!! I was already to do it, but then I got up to weld, put the sheild down, and Freaked out. It was pitch black in there. I thought I might weld my finger off(?). I was on MIG welding, so the weld comes from a wire that is fed through the pipe. There was a slim chance I might hit my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-We got a new partner swim coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-I am now a life in the Scouting program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7- There is a girl on my swim team who used to swim with Liberty High I think. She new me and Jordan were related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it. .....Oh, were selling our house&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-229043537370805809?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/229043537370805809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=229043537370805809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/229043537370805809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/229043537370805809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/10/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-1705463039620344740</id><published>2007-09-13T21:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T06:10:31.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Party</title><content type='html'>Today I got to go to a party for homecoming week. It was tons of fun. I was just sitting here at home and my friend, (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt;) Winkle, calls me and asks me if I want to go. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuoHOGa1jZI/AAAAAAAAACM/1DZcTiyHMN8/s1600-h/Volley+Ball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109904666027986322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuoHOGa1jZI/AAAAAAAAACM/1DZcTiyHMN8/s320/Volley+Ball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I said okay let me call my mom and see if it is okay. My mom was in Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt; with my dad, because he was in a golf &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt;. I called her up and asked if I could go. She said yes, but I had to do some work first. I did my work, winkle called me, and his mom came and picked me up. Well, we got there a half an hour early, so we just walked around a bit. Well then it started and me, Even and Winkle went to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt; and were later joined by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kenon&lt;/span&gt; and a group of girls. So over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;intercom&lt;/span&gt; in school before the party they had said that we were going to swim at the party. I really didn't want to swim so me and Winkle didn't get suits. After a while we decided that we wanted to swim. Even though I told Winkle not to do it, he called his mom and she drove out and gave us swim suits (Winkle owned two swim suits)(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;side note&lt;/span&gt;: Winkle has the coolest mom, except my mom of course, and all my aunts.). When we jumped into that water it was freezing cold, so we didn't swim for very long. When we got out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kenon&lt;/span&gt; was still playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt; so we went and played. We did that for the rest of the party. It was tons of fun, and I decided I am going to try to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;men's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt; team going at our school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-1705463039620344740?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/1705463039620344740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=1705463039620344740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1705463039620344740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1705463039620344740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/09/party.html' title='Party'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuoHOGa1jZI/AAAAAAAAACM/1DZcTiyHMN8/s72-c/Volley+Ball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-6240550124658043408</id><published>2007-09-08T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T13:10:42.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Def Leppard Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLJpllMtzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/J0wP2ebMuhw/s1600-h/DL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107866643691517746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" height="269" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLJpllMtzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/J0wP2ebMuhw/s320/DL.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I got to go to my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DEF LEPPARD CONCERT. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was amazing. We left the house at 5:00 and the traffic was horrible on the way up there. We had to pull into a church parking lot because we could walk faster than we could drive. So we walked about a half a mile to the USANA ampitheater. Since the traffic Horrible, we got there at 7:40. The concert started at 7:00. I was hoping that Styx was opening, because I didn't know to many of there songs. When we walked up to the Ampitheater, Foreigner was just finishing Jukebox Hero. Then as we were going to are seats, they were playing Hot Blooded as there closing song. So we had missed Foreigner, but &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLKfFlMt0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/2aXlx5Dm-nY/s1600-h/styx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107867562814519106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="337" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLKfFlMt0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/2aXlx5Dm-nY/s320/styx.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLJXFlMtxI/AAAAAAAAABk/sAqXb3784PU/s1600-h/DL.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Styx was amazing. &lt;div&gt;They had so many great songs. There Lead singer was halarious, It looked like they had put him on the piano so it would look like he was doing somthing. He had a good voice, but in one of there songs he started attempting to, what looked like, river dance. He had his hand behind his back, and he was moving his feet all over the place. Well then Styx finished, and my dad went and bought me a cool Def Leppard t-shirt. Well the line was huge, and we got back just in time. Def Leppard came out and started to play right as we got to our seats. They had an AC/DC soundtrack playing when  and when they came out they cut the sound and lights and then the loudest explosion of screams I've ever heard &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLMW1lMt1I/AAAAAAAAACE/t138-cC5tio/s1600-h/foreigner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107869620103853906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLMW1lMt1I/AAAAAAAAACE/t138-cC5tio/s320/foreigner1.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLJXFlMtxI/AAAAAAAAABk/sAqXb3784PU/s1600-h/DL.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;exploded from the audeince. Def Leppard was amazing, the lead singer was a little fat, but hey. We were standing for so long, the bottom of my feet were hurting, and I had to sit down every ten minutes. My ears also started hurting because the girl sitting behind us would scream this high pitched scream every song. So all in all I had a blast, but I got to tell you, I had no idea how many non mormons there were in Utah. They had people drinking every where. One person past out 3 rows in front of us. There were two people to the left of us that wern't drinking. It also stunk really bad. If Def Leppard hadn't been there, I would have left. So other then the drinking, this was the first and best concert I have ever been to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-6240550124658043408?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/6240550124658043408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=6240550124658043408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6240550124658043408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/6240550124658043408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-def-leppard-concert.html' title='My Def Leppard Concert'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RuLJpllMtzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/J0wP2ebMuhw/s72-c/DL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-7071745712778138837</id><published>2007-08-28T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:13:37.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>swim practice again</title><content type='html'>well this is going to be a short post.  I didn't mention that the first day of swim practice, we same 1500 yards.  Today in swim practice, we had to swim 4000 yards.  I am so sore right now.  We had to do 25 yard sprints, then get out and lay down then push up of the ground with our elbows and toes.  We had to hold that for 15 seconds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-7071745712778138837?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/7071745712778138837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=7071745712778138837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/7071745712778138837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/7071745712778138837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/08/swim-practice-again.html' title='swim practice again'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</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-3874442611028924879.post-8671847503603853719</id><published>2007-08-26T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:01:31.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scarlet Pimpernel/ SF Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtHZy1lMtvI/AAAAAAAAABU/RgWcJFG6c3g/s1600-h/scarlet+pimpernel.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103099320187270898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="226" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtHZy1lMtvI/AAAAAAAAABU/RgWcJFG6c3g/s400/scarlet+pimpernel.gif" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night we went to a musical production of the &lt;em&gt;Scarlet Pimpernel. &lt;/em&gt;It was really good. There were to people from are ward preforming in it: Nan wride, and her son, Shea wride. If you havn't seen that movie, it is a pretty good one. We took grandma and grandpa with us, and they liked it too. The main character did a really good job acting, but his singing was okay. The bad guy lead, did an amazing job acting and singing. It was a way better show than I thought it would be. I also went to my first school football game!! It was and awsome game. W&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtHb4VlMtwI/AAAAAAAAABc/4gnDUiDvp7k/s1600-h/SF+football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103101613699806978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtHb4VlMtwI/AAAAAAAAABc/4gnDUiDvp7k/s200/SF+football.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e were losing 00-30 at the end of 2nd period. Then we were 07-30 at the end of the 3rd, and by the end of the game it was 28-30. Timp view kept kneeling the ball, so they decided to just call the game. There was only :47 seconds left on the clock. It was still really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-8671847503603853719?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/8671847503603853719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=8671847503603853719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8671847503603853719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/8671847503603853719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/08/scarlet-pimpernel-sf-football.html' title='The Scarlet Pimpernel/ SF Football'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtHZy1lMtvI/AAAAAAAAABU/RgWcJFG6c3g/s72-c/scarlet+pimpernel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-5754416672667765164</id><published>2007-08-26T08:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T08:25:58.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Swim Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtGNYllMtuI/AAAAAAAAABM/7GIDjIqScKM/s1600-h/swimming+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103015306331993826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtGNYllMtuI/AAAAAAAAABM/7GIDjIqScKM/s400/swimming+pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so we just had are first swim practice for the swim team. It was way fun. It felt weird, because I was still "in" school, but I wasn't actually in school. There are alot of people, and they are all really good. It was a ton different then swimming for the city. There were some people from the city team that also are on the school swim team. I am way excited, because this is the first school team that I have ever been on. I am glad I am actually doing somting to support my school now, other than dressing up in the school colors. I am also going to one of our school football teams tonight, this is the first one I have every been to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5754416672667765164?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5754416672667765164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5754416672667765164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5754416672667765164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5754416672667765164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-swim-practice.html' title='First Swim Practice'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RtGNYllMtuI/AAAAAAAAABM/7GIDjIqScKM/s72-c/swimming+pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-5242609308511987360</id><published>2007-08-21T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:41:09.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of High School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RstoQllMtrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vPQg21argfY/s1600-h/dons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101285637102548658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RstoQllMtrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vPQg21argfY/s400/dons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So yea, I started my first day of HIGH SCOOL.  It has been and okay first day.  I took some pretty good classes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Welding Tech 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drafting Cad 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spanish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Algebra 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fitness for Life (P.E.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;English 10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats just the 1st semester. I am taking early morning sciminary, so don't freak out.  The second semester I am taking Health and Computer Tech and the rest are the same.  The Swimming class is for Swim Team.  We have A day B days at the High school so all the classes are about an Hour and a Half long.  I hope the rest of the year is fun!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5242609308511987360?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5242609308511987360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5242609308511987360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5242609308511987360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5242609308511987360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-high-school.html' title='First Day of High School'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RstoQllMtrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vPQg21argfY/s72-c/dons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-1649288614721627637</id><published>2007-08-19T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:06:20.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learners Permit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RskFBllMtpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dgFkl7VXOrk/s1600-h/Mini+Coop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100613577799939730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RskFBllMtpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dgFkl7VXOrk/s320/Mini+Coop.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Just turned 15, so I can now get my Learners permit, I cannot wait to drive. I guess I drive alot anyways, but now I get to drive on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freeway. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Rays live up here now, so my mom says she will be sending me up there alot so me and my sarcastic remarks are out of the house. But yea, my mom is excited because now I can go get the groceries. I think she is excited, alot of the people around the ward "arn't". They keep saying, " I will have to look out for you on the road,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-1649288614721627637?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/1649288614721627637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=1649288614721627637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1649288614721627637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/1649288614721627637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/08/learners-permit.html' title='Learners Permit'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RskFBllMtpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/dgFkl7VXOrk/s72-c/Mini+Coop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3874442611028924879.post-5253974015893023089</id><published>2007-08-19T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T14:57:31.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everybody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RsiuUVlMtnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/h6-z9DB87Cw/s1600-h/Me+Papa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RsiueFlMtoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DuhXUfraTns/s1600-h/My+Sword.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100518409914594946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RsiueFlMtoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DuhXUfraTns/s320/My+Sword.JPG" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to make a &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;log, because I am different then the rest of my Family. I decided that there are probably some things I would like to post that my dad probably won't for our &lt;em&gt;family &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;log. Some of those things could be my day to day activities and maybe my swim times and such, so enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3874442611028924879-5253974015893023089?l=coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/feeds/5253974015893023089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3874442611028924879&amp;postID=5253974015893023089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5253974015893023089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3874442611028924879/posts/default/5253974015893023089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coopaloopurmston.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-everybody.html' title='Hey Everybody'/><author><name>Cooper Urmston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13729168106668750012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3VpmImFPQeo/RsiueFlMtoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DuhXUfraTns/s72-c/My+Sword.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
