<?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-3951572349700262290</id><updated>2011-09-29T20:25:30.229-03:00</updated><category term='Me'/><category term='Forgetfullness'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Fight'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='attention'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Tyler'/><category term='Winners'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Rights'/><category term='Stress'/><category term='Words'/><category term='Opinions'/><category term='Sorry'/><category term='Post-Appocalypse'/><category term='Power'/><category term='Computer'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='Environment'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Boy'/><category term='Courage'/><category term='University'/><category term='Conversation'/><category term='Lazy'/><category term='Past'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Confidence'/><category term='Grow Up'/><category term='Losers'/><category term='Music Video'/><category term='Confess'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Optimism'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Simplicity'/><category term='music'/><category term='Problems'/><category term='Fast Food'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Stuff'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='time'/><category term='E-mail'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Garden'/><category term='Mystery'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='Remember'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Secret'/><category term='questions'/><category term='Media'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Through Our Eyes, The World Is Seen</title><subtitle type='html'>We see the world with our own two eyes. That is the only way that we can see the way things that are around us. If we see a problem, we may be the only ones to see it and fix it. How do you see the world?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-3702534491921223710</id><published>2011-09-27T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:57:35.137-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Times of Time Stress</title><summary type='text'>There is so much stress.
And just because I can, (and I actually want to do the math) I'm going to let you figure out why I'm stressed by doing some addition.

So, here is the basic breakdown of my time during a week:

30hrs at work
21hrs in class
8-10 hrs of travel time (just to and from work)
10-15 hrs of homework

Which all equals =  69-76 hours of just the things that have to get done.
And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/3702534491921223710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2011/09/times-of-time-stress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3702534491921223710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3702534491921223710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2011/09/times-of-time-stress.html' title='Times of Time Stress'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8577515807341021394</id><published>2011-07-30T23:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T09:15:12.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a Year Late, With Nothing Special to Say</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever have one of those days when thoughts swirl through the thousand spaces of your mind and yet, you can't think of a single thing?

It's a feeling. Or rather, a lack of feeling. You become so caught up in all that's racing through your mind that you feel as if you are a spectator. For the life of you, you simply cannot keep up with all that's going on. You sit on the sidelines and wait </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8577515807341021394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-year-late-with-nothing-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8577515807341021394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8577515807341021394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-year-late-with-nothing-special.html' title='Almost a Year Late, With Nothing Special to Say'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-7739584041423839595</id><published>2010-10-26T15:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T15:09:22.909-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>How I Live Now</title><summary type='text'>You can ask me what the meaning of life is and to be honest, I don't know. But isn't that the joy of it? Exploring and finding things out? What's the point in spending your whole life to doing one specific thing? Answering one specific question? Can't you just find out as it goes along? Is the entirety of your world going to collapse if an assignment doesn't get handed in? NO! It won't! 
The way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/7739584041423839595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-i-live-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7739584041423839595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7739584041423839595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-i-live-now.html' title='How I Live Now'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/TMcZNvRrICI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q8Dpqs8lNys/s72-c/60958_10150275160540497_816185496_15126570_2581880_n+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2561832845156566185</id><published>2010-10-20T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:08:41.165-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimism'/><title type='text'>Long Time No Talk</title><summary type='text'>It has been a long time since I last wrote. I feel the urge to start again. Not sure why. Practically no one reads here anymore, but I'll give it a shot.

So what's new with me?

Well, I'm at an art school. I love it. Truly, it is fantastic. Wonderful people. Neat classes.

What sucks in my life right now. Need a new camera. Shitty shifts at work. Can't afford heat for the winter in the apartment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2561832845156566185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-time-no-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2561832845156566185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2561832845156566185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-time-no-talk.html' title='Long Time No Talk'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/TL-gfSpwlNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/aWpIaBJ-dVE/s72-c/37885_10150254294075425_648765424_13736219_5339335_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-7637257038360053901</id><published>2010-06-14T23:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T23:13:09.344-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>"Please Don't Promise Me Forever"</title><summary type='text'>"Please don't promise me forever.

I want us to love each other
one day at a time...

...and string all those days together
like the precious things they are...

...instead of trying too hard
and promising too much...

Please don't expect me
to always be good and kind and loving.
There are times when i will be cold
and thoughtless
and hard to understand.

But it will only be because of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/7637257038360053901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/06/please-dont-promise-me-forever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7637257038360053901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7637257038360053901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/06/please-dont-promise-me-forever.html' title='&quot;Please Don&apos;t Promise Me Forever&quot;'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-697955060408673412</id><published>2010-06-07T12:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:59:39.373-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>When Life Brings You Down, You Feel Like You're Stuck</title><summary type='text'>It's been a little more than a month since I moved out of the Cross and away from my dearest of friends. It feels like so much has happened, when really it has been so little. Anyway, so I'm gonna try and start blogging again. I enjoy it and it helps me get things out.

Does there come a time in your life when you REALLY want to do something, but when you go to start it you freeze. Something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/697955060408673412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-life-brings-you-down-you-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/697955060408673412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/697955060408673412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-life-brings-you-down-you-feel-like.html' title='When Life Brings You Down, You Feel Like You&apos;re Stuck'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/TA0XMUWJl8I/AAAAAAAAAKg/xdtNLM-pgYM/s72-c/_DSC3441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2991847439024535183</id><published>2010-04-24T23:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:28:44.520-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>A Hall Stranger</title><summary type='text'>
I have now become a stranger in the halls that I grew to call home. I was checked out of my room number 142 in Holy Cross House tonight. I leave early tomorrow morning to go home. I guess this is it. This was my university experience. As my last post described, it has been an amazing experience and I am so very thankful for everything that's happened this year. It's helped me and I can now tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2991847439024535183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/hall-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2991847439024535183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2991847439024535183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/hall-stranger.html' title='A Hall Stranger'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S9OovPP8B3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/hAHMwqKy0rg/s72-c/_DSC0274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2919857166656974648</id><published>2010-04-17T20:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T01:31:18.746-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Only Year At HCH</title><summary type='text'>
For now, I will only ever spend one year in university. That might change as I get older, but this was my only year in residence. Oh Holy Cross, you have shown me so much and I have so much thanks. I never thought my year here would be as amazing as it was. After you have lived here for a few months, there are a few things that happen to everyone else.

-You know the sound of people's footsteps </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2919857166656974648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-only-year-at-hch.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2919857166656974648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2919857166656974648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-only-year-at-hch.html' title='My Only Year At HCH'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S8o_waEbEPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/diU7p--tbk8/s72-c/_DSC0662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-7953680173477692275</id><published>2010-04-12T21:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:05:10.173-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confidence'/><title type='text'>Is It So Bad?</title><summary type='text'>Is it so bad to enjoy the feeling of running? The wind rushing against my skin.
Is it so bad to find little melodies in life? Using buttons, metal things that squeak and other objects to turn an ordinary sound into something of a little beauty.
Is it so bad to want to break stereotypes? Going places people don't usually go together.
Is it so bad to go on walks late at night? See the world when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/7953680173477692275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-so-bad.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7953680173477692275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7953680173477692275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-so-bad.html' title='Is It So Bad?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S8O1DbdDmtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E91D-dXmnpA/s72-c/_DSC0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4292075444498157215</id><published>2010-04-08T17:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:29:00.493-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>It's Just One of Those Days</title><summary type='text'>The time is here. The breeze is just cool enough to be refreshing. You can smell the life returning to the plants and the land. When you're alone and you're used to hearing the silence of the day, the sound of a bird singing comes as a delightful surprise. The sun is actually warm again. Everything is good.

It's one of those weeks. A week were work gets done, everyone around is happy, and warmth</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4292075444498157215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-just-one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4292075444498157215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4292075444498157215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-just-one-of-those-days.html' title='It&apos;s Just One of Those Days'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S748ZrZbQUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/h7v4gVpNfh0/s72-c/Landscape+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-6137040337582123718</id><published>2010-03-31T00:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:28:42.832-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>I Used To Dream</title><summary type='text'>
I want to stop feeling like I'm the one that fucked something up whenever I tell someone what's bugging me. 'Cause the more this happens, the more pissed off I get, then, the next time, the angrier I say it. Why fucking why. Why can't I be like I was. I took shit and let it roll off. Now everything seems to bring me down more and more and I can't take it. It's ruining me. I used to hold things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/6137040337582123718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-used-to-dream.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6137040337582123718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6137040337582123718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-used-to-dream.html' title='I Used To Dream'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7LBIlL0nvI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CoVheLR4MgI/s72-c/girl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-1950944161340995809</id><published>2010-03-26T01:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:52:06.024-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Water Wing War</title><summary type='text'>It's late. As usual when I end up writing now a days. I can't help it. It makes me feel better. Which I am. I am better than I was this winter, even if I never showed it. I hate showing the fact that I am weak, scared, upset, angry, insecure, unprepared, defenseless and powerless. Everything in life right now seems to be passing me by at lightning speed. I can't seem to catch up and keep up. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/1950944161340995809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/water-wing-war.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1950944161340995809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1950944161340995809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/water-wing-war.html' title='Water Wing War'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S6w9T2N0rzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/41ZwDZ-cATU/s72-c/NeedsAttribution+-+74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2616864443765249876</id><published>2010-03-25T01:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:15:08.733-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Ever Have One of Those Nights?</title><summary type='text'>Has it ever happened to you that it would be late at night and you've been trying to go to sleep for the past hour or two, and you simply cannot seem to fall asleep. You could be dog tired but for some reason you simply could not fall asleep no matter what you seem to do. This, has been me for the past few days.

I lay in bed.

And wait.

Waiting for the sleep that I so desperately desire.

And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2616864443765249876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/ever-have-one-of-those-nights.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2616864443765249876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2616864443765249876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/ever-have-one-of-those-nights.html' title='Ever Have One of Those Nights?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S6rjPLWpt6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/N1fFbLS1IOU/s72-c/IMG00497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-9116568962056641421</id><published>2010-03-24T14:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:48:27.706-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>What Happens When Time Runs Out?</title><summary type='text'>Days seem to be getting harder and more stressful as the semester is coming to an end. I am not a person that handles stress very well and I tend to overreact. Overreacting makes me even more stressed out which then leads into this simple cycle of "let's stress her out and push her to tears more and more often!" It's vicious and I feel nearly powerless to it. The easiest way for me to break out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/9116568962056641421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-happens-when-time-runs-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/9116568962056641421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/9116568962056641421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-happens-when-time-runs-out.html' title='What Happens When Time Runs Out?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S6pQVCODakI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Mrr7Lywnj98/s72-c/kauidf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-5795868592262227363</id><published>2010-03-23T01:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:44:07.487-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>A Difficulty</title><summary type='text'>Everyone everywhere has to have something difficult happen to them sometime in their life. It could be something small or something on a large scale. And how they react and deal with that difficulty, really shows their character. One of the most common difficulties that I see now a days are variances of depression. It could be major or minor or someone just thinking they have it.

If you take a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/5795868592262227363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/difficulty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5795868592262227363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5795868592262227363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/difficulty.html' title='A Difficulty'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S6hHCunruII/AAAAAAAAAIw/89vSonxAzm4/s72-c/photoc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8251189782140579876</id><published>2010-03-22T00:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:58:54.931-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Video'/><title type='text'>Sometimes, You Just Don't See Them</title><summary type='text'>So, I have watch Lady Gaga's video for her song 'Telephone', I don't know, about thirty times, and tonight I just seem to be seeing all the little things that aren't quite right. Here they are.

1. After the guards escort Lady Gaga to her cell, they take the stripped dress off. However, they throw it one the bed. What's the purpose of it? Other, that is, than showing her pretty well naked.

2. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8251189782140579876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-you-just-dont-see-them.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8251189782140579876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8251189782140579876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-you-just-dont-see-them.html' title='Sometimes, You Just Don&apos;t See Them'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S6bq5xGb0MI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a1VoL3ZuAKo/s72-c/gaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2147101732926241451</id><published>2010-03-15T02:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:11:57.193-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>If I...</title><summary type='text'>
If I tell you I love you, I can mean it in one of many different ways.

I might just want to tell you that I love you, because at that very moment, my mind can't focus on anything but you or how you make me feel. Nothing else matters and I know everything will turn out ok, because you believe in me. Sometimes, that is what I mean.

Sometimes I might just need to hear you say it. I know you love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2147101732926241451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2147101732926241451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2147101732926241451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i.html' title='If I...'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S53BXHkhDGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/W1d5uDX_CM0/s72-c/love-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2482645389236785769</id><published>2010-03-14T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:44:25.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Doritos Save Lives</title><summary type='text'>Doritos Save LivesWatch, Rate, and pass it on. We're trying to see how far we can get.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.doritosviralocity.ca/Gallery/VideoDetails.aspx?v=351830' title='Doritos Save Lives'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2482645389236785769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/doritos-save-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2482645389236785769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2482645389236785769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/doritos-save-lives.html' title='Doritos Save Lives'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4056610217206851975</id><published>2010-03-08T16:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:51:25.772-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Inspiration For Breast Cancer</title><summary type='text'>There are some things in life that I can't help but fall in love with. Either it's something that is just plain amazing, or a group of people who have done something that is completely amazing. There's one video that I was shown earlier today and I can't help but love it.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEdVfyt-mLw  Is the video of "The Pink Glove Dance." A hospital in the states ordered pink </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4056610217206851975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspiration-for-breast-cancer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4056610217206851975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4056610217206851975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspiration-for-breast-cancer.html' title='Inspiration For Breast Cancer'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S5VjOP7i2KI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sGfvEMVXSmo/s72-c/pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-731886114131280894</id><published>2010-03-07T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T01:52:26.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Before I Die...</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever feel like there's more? We're humans and we have so many opportunities. But do you feel like we are being "protected" from what it really means to be a human?

The world that we live in (and I mean developed countries and such) are conditioning us to live according to the ways that they want us to live. True freedom to do and feel as we, please? I feel like I'm being taunted and shown</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/731886114131280894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/before-i-die.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/731886114131280894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/731886114131280894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/before-i-die.html' title='Before I Die...'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S5M-6QTzq2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/I8PEMWf49mg/s72-c/1254422362105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-6100807067100069047</id><published>2010-03-05T01:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T01:31:02.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I Want You To Be My Reason</title><summary type='text'>"You are my reason for... [ insert end of phrase here]."

To hear from someone that you are their reason for, waking up in the morning or something like that... it holds such a promise. That one sentence, even though not usually literally true, means that they truly care about you. It gives such hope for love and happiness and the belief in a brighter next step in life.

I know that it's far from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/6100807067100069047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-you-to-be-my-reason.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6100807067100069047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6100807067100069047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-you-to-be-my-reason.html' title='I Want You To Be My Reason'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S5CW_R9ef6I/AAAAAAAAAII/jJARu9guO7g/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-3580364418899077209</id><published>2010-03-02T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:05:01.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grow Up'/><title type='text'>You Mean the Time to Grow Up is Here?</title><summary type='text'>
It is no longer high school and things are slowly beginning to change. As in, I can tell that there is just a different feeling about life in general between high school and having since graduated. Life is no longer about going to the dance, or what drama will happen next, who will "fall in love," how cool this person is or how much you just do nothing, because that's all you really want to do.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/3580364418899077209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-mean-time-to-grow-up-is-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3580364418899077209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3580364418899077209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-mean-time-to-grow-up-is-here.html' title='You Mean the Time to Grow Up is Here?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S4ycP_RkgtI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ti50s-qP3mk/s72-c/Childish_by_meriirem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8432847861957359582</id><published>2010-02-28T01:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:15:12.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confidence'/><title type='text'>You Are Wrong...</title><summary type='text'>
The world tells you that you are wrong. Your hair isn't the right color. You're too fat. You're stupid. You aren't pretty enough. You aren't as artistic as you were told you were. Your skin is wrong. Your thoughts are wrong. Your style is wrong. Your opinions are wrong. Your beauty is wrong and you've screwed up too many times to worth anything of value. Everything that makes you beautiful and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8432847861957359582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-are-wrong.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8432847861957359582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8432847861957359582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-are-wrong.html' title='You Are Wrong...'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S4n6T_WW-BI/AAAAAAAAAH4/I51u4IItj9w/s72-c/beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-7278803266089084558</id><published>2010-02-21T22:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:50:53.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck My Life</title><summary type='text'>So, I had this really long post that I was gonna post. Finished it, just added the picture and hit publish. I get taken to this page that says "Error, please go back and try again." I go back and my post was deleted and so was the saved draft. Someone please shoot me? Because that was such a heartbreaking moment...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/7278803266089084558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/02/fuck-my-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7278803266089084558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7278803266089084558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/02/fuck-my-life.html' title='Fuck My Life'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2263065861097371751</id><published>2010-02-10T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:17:32.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>You Get That Feeling, Right?</title><summary type='text'>
Say normally on a fine Tuesday night, there are weekly plans a best friend of yours has with their other group of friends. You're fine with not going, because it's planned and you know every week you can't see that person on that day. However, say you're having a really good day and you are told that those plans are cancelled and you are free to go over. Do you jump at the chance? Yea! I would.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2263065861097371751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-get-that-feeling-right.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2263065861097371751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2263065861097371751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-get-that-feeling-right.html' title='You Get That Feeling, Right?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S3NooQuDA-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/A73EjpZ0ZdI/s72-c/_DSC75852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8189380857814920782</id><published>2010-01-23T13:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:34:34.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Why is it all the heck over there??</title><summary type='text'>
Ok, so because I purchased my laptop in September from the Sony store, I got a free upgrade to windows seven. It looked a bit cooler from what I had seen of it on other computers, so I said why not. It's also an operating system worth about a hundred and sixty or so. I ordered it, and then finally got around to installing it.

I had some programs open and then needed to open a file. A file, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8189380857814920782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-is-it-all-heck-over-there.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8189380857814920782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8189380857814920782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-is-it-all-heck-over-there.html' title='Why is it all the heck over there??'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S1syxJnjNAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/pq4VxWunbA8/s72-c/Desktop+button.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4314042780862491365</id><published>2010-01-18T23:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:47:13.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past'/><title type='text'>The Past Revisited</title><summary type='text'>
Well, it's been a dreadful twenty-four hours. Most of the details can't be revealed, but let's just say a part of my past was revisited this weekend, and a part, that I still can't believe was a decision I actually made.

So, let me demonstrate:

There are three people involved. A. B. and C.
Persons A and B are dating.
One night, person A breaks up with person B to go out with person C.
Guess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4314042780862491365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/past-revisited.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4314042780862491365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4314042780862491365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/past-revisited.html' title='The Past Revisited'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S1UrLMQmZBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bmr_gr6bZZ0/s72-c/Me3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-5700165285310830208</id><published>2010-01-08T00:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T00:08:49.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confidence'/><title type='text'>A Conclusion of Sorts</title><summary type='text'>
As of late, and by late I mean within the past two months, I decided that I wanted to pursue photography as a potential career path. The idea never would have come to mind if my boyfriend, Tyler, hadn't of mentioned it. See, for those of you that don't know him, he's an independent director. He's done a handful of small projects for people and is on his way to directing a major motion picture. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/5700165285310830208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/conclusion-of-sorts.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5700165285310830208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5700165285310830208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/conclusion-of-sorts.html' title='A Conclusion of Sorts'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S0auJuOS1rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/913WTsSe8qw/s72-c/SDC16634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-1356506105618034028</id><published>2010-01-06T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:52:07.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just found this out!</title><summary type='text'>Alright, so I just found out that I can have new posts/a notification e-mailed to up to ten people whenever I post something. So, if any of you are that dedicated to reading this. Just let me know and I'll hook you up with it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/1356506105618034028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-found-this-out.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1356506105618034028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1356506105618034028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-found-this-out.html' title='Just found this out!'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-6216594140869690487</id><published>2010-01-05T15:31:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T11:53:29.860-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Video'/><title type='text'>David Guetta Feat. Akon in "Sexy Chick"</title><summary type='text'>This series of music videos was shot by six different directors. I won't list them all off, because it's hard to find all of their names and who did which one. If someone wants to find them all for me, that'd be awesome! Which was interesting, because there wasn't just one edit of the video, there were actually six. Regardless that I really don't like the one that was chosen for the main edit, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/6216594140869690487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-guetta-feat-akon-in-sexy-chick.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6216594140869690487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6216594140869690487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-guetta-feat-akon-in-sexy-chick.html' title='David Guetta Feat. Akon in &quot;Sexy Chick&quot;'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S0P6nag_x6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/G4aoeHJETIM/s72-c/Sexy+Chick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4498128747146474340</id><published>2010-01-02T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:14:22.316-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post-Appocalypse'/><title type='text'>Opinions?</title><summary type='text'>“Julianne!” Rebeth whispered as she saw the woman turn around the corner.  Julianne, quickened her pace as she saw her comrade. “Is anyone following you?” Julianne shook her head. “Good. Quick, follow me.” Rebeth turned and cautiously ran back to the perimeter base.Upon nearing the outer wall of the base, Rebeth called out like a bird of prey: the red-tailed hawk. Instantly ropes were dropped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4498128747146474340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/opinions.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4498128747146474340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4498128747146474340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2010/01/opinions.html' title='Opinions?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/Sz_9Xi_ff0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/z0lUovKE7zc/s72-c/Post-Apocalypse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-6063668792926881604</id><published>2009-12-31T10:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:02:20.446-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remember'/><title type='text'>It Is Time For Time To Come</title><summary type='text'>The year is upon us. This past year is coming to an end and a good end I hope it shall have. I would like to sum up the feelings that I have of this year from New Years Eve last year to this year. However, to simply write it all out would take an eternity, because in retrospect, a year feels like eternity. Therefor, I shall sum it up in a list of adjectives or short phrases in the order of what I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/6063668792926881604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-time-for-time-to-come.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6063668792926881604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6063668792926881604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-time-for-time-to-come.html' title='It Is Time For Time To Come'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SzzYJsGWGQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aEMC2atC7w8/s72-c/SDC14521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4735405769401074372</id><published>2009-11-28T10:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:30:54.999-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry'/><title type='text'>Apologies In The Highest</title><summary type='text'>There's a lot of comments out there that I need to reply to. Sorry I haven't gotten around to it lately. I keep forgetting I have a site and these next two weeks are going to be incredibly busy. But I promise I'll get up and running soon enough. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4735405769401074372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/11/apologies-in-highest.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4735405769401074372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4735405769401074372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/11/apologies-in-highest.html' title='Apologies In The Highest'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-7918619203965689913</id><published>2009-10-27T10:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:30:13.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>An E-mail From the Aussies</title><summary type='text'>This is a quote from Prime Minister Kevin Rudd of Australia:'IMMIGRANTS, NOT AUSTRALIANS, MUST ADAPT. Take It Or Leave It. I am tired of this nation worrying about whether we are offending some individual or their culture. Since the terrorist attacks on Bali , we have experienced a surge in patriotism by the majority of Australians. '  'This culture has been developed over two centuries of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/7918619203965689913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-mail-from-aussies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7918619203965689913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7918619203965689913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-mail-from-aussies.html' title='An E-mail From the Aussies'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-3115563490344308016</id><published>2009-10-13T10:33:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:59:15.922-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power'/><title type='text'>The Growing Question of Why?</title><summary type='text'> V For Vendetta, “People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.”Why? Why is there such a deep craving for power and money?When life was simple, there was no need for money. The idea of being better and above someone else was almost completely unheard of. Yes, there might have been one hunter who was stronger than the others in his clan and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/3115563490344308016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/10/growing-question-of-why.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3115563490344308016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3115563490344308016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/10/growing-question-of-why.html' title='The Growing Question of Why?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/StSUeBI92kI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aOe0r4zNF_4/s72-c/1255439425091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4333883416457760133</id><published>2009-08-25T22:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:57:52.712-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><title type='text'>Living On The Edge</title><summary type='text'> Sitting alone on the edge of a battlefield. You're there, waiting. The fighting hasn't begun, but you can feel it. You want to battle to begin so this feeling can flee. Sitting. Waiting. Seeing the fear on the faces of those around you. Sensing what will come to pass in time after you have been through the battle.But it's a battle that never seems to come. You sit and wait. Every day it feels </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4333883416457760133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-on-edge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4333883416457760133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4333883416457760133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/08/living-on-edge.html' title='Living On The Edge'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SpSWHLPatzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/461lsIVdbX8/s72-c/skye4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2165512842360011226</id><published>2009-08-19T01:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:34:18.841-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Ponderings</title><summary type='text'> There comes a time in a person's life where the need to write, the need to express and the need to show comoes to play. Thoughts run through your mind and yet you find yourself stuck with the feeling of no words. Nothing dares to come to your lips or your finger tips.A song.Two songs.Songs hold the key. There is beauty in music because it gives words to those who cannot speak. Or, those like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2165512842360011226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/08/ponderings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2165512842360011226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2165512842360011226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/08/ponderings.html' title='Ponderings'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SouAp2PtADI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lNwo0LPs4d0/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8627686393034870156</id><published>2009-08-04T00:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:43:37.797-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post-Appocalypse'/><title type='text'>Post-Appocalypse...Are We Due?</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live in a post-appocalyptic world?To live by defense.To only be able to survive by living off the land.The use of modern technology truly a luxury.To be forced to work in cooperation with those around you.To survive.There is a big difference in surviving and living. However, in todays world, it seems like we don't really live. To live is to take in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8627686393034870156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-appocalypseare-we-due.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8627686393034870156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8627686393034870156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-appocalypseare-we-due.html' title='Post-Appocalypse...Are We Due?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SneoGcd7uOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hB6nQZhFdZE/s72-c/5452_138544130925_715025925_3676753_605431_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-1268605033853613051</id><published>2009-07-05T11:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:24:13.654-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Eyes, Ears and Mask and Nose</title><summary type='text'> Mysterious eyesPeople that look into your eyes are intrigued and mesmerized by their beauty. These eyes can often compell people to look into them and you may often find people staring deep into your eyes.BeautyYour mask is Beauty. You are beautiful inside and out. You aren't too aware of your beauty, although all the people around you are. There are times when you feel like you're wearing a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/1268605033853613051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/07/eyes-ears-and-mask-and-nose.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1268605033853613051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1268605033853613051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/07/eyes-ears-and-mask-and-nose.html' title='Eyes, Ears and Mask and Nose'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SlDFYX_-76I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0cAVjB91DBA/s72-c/Mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8828663313319644030</id><published>2009-03-09T13:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:55:00.381-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>There Is A Difference! (To The Tune Of That Ad On The Radio I Always Forget)</title><summary type='text'>Books, movies: both are great sources of entertainment and information. I love to read and I love to watch movies. I think I have a pretty decent library for each. However, more books than movies. I can never seem to walk into a book store and come out with nothing. I can spend a good hundred dollars per trip. Books are like a drug!Anyway, you're probably not reading this to listen to me rant on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8828663313319644030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-is-difference-to-tune-of-that-ad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8828663313319644030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8828663313319644030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-is-difference-to-tune-of-that-ad.html' title='There Is A Difference! (To The Tune Of That Ad On The Radio I Always Forget)'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-5220698080437555048</id><published>2009-03-08T21:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:52:06.401-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>I Want To Leave You, But I Just...Can't</title><summary type='text'> Notice how reliant we are upon technology now? It would be very difficult for those of us who live in first world countries (Sorry, 'developed nations' to be politically correct) to be able to survive without the technology we have. Not only the cell phones, and computers or internet, but the technology used to farm or build houses and such things necessary to survival.One thing that bugs the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/5220698080437555048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-leave-you-but-i-justcant.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5220698080437555048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5220698080437555048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-leave-you-but-i-justcant.html' title='I Want To Leave You, But I Just...Can&apos;t'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SbRn-1anB2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/UKkn8QWIisI/s72-c/computer_anime_girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-1000101008869837538</id><published>2009-02-26T15:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:11:56.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>It's On The Kill: Stress!</title><summary type='text'>Stress is not a very good thing. It is possible that it can take some of your life away. That is, corresponding to the different types of stress that are present. Whether academic, work related, social, friends, family, personal, internal, external, it all depends on what the source of the stress is. For me, it seems to be a good combination of lots of different things.I hate stress. I sometimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/1000101008869837538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-on-kill-stress.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1000101008869837538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1000101008869837538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-on-kill-stress.html' title='It&apos;s On The Kill: Stress!'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-967148255588313661</id><published>2009-02-07T00:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:42:44.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Sharkbait, Oh Ah Ah</title><summary type='text'>( Name From "Finding Nemo")Alright, so this post will be a little bit interesting. It is my responce to an e-mail "petition" that is being circulated. I received it from a member in the family. At the end is supposed to be the list of people signing the petition. But that is being left out of this blog, but in the e-mail itself. Keep in mind that this is copied from what I had sent in the e-mail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/967148255588313661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/02/sharkbait-oh-ah-ah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/967148255588313661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/967148255588313661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/02/sharkbait-oh-ah-ah.html' title='Sharkbait, Oh Ah Ah'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SY0I_W7VC7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/etyxJuaIbJ8/s72-c/DELETE+THIS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8052899966249645283</id><published>2009-01-29T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:40:38.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Music Lessons For Those Without Good Music</title><summary type='text'>Rap.Any of you who know me personally should know how much I dislike rap.Most of the time it sounds like a beat. Nothing but a beat and some dumbo rambling and mumbling on so you can't understand what they are saying. How is that music at all?Then, there's the music videos that correspond with these songs. Oh my gosh! Will the girls P-L-E-A-S-E put some clothes on! The songs tend to lean towards </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8052899966249645283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/music-lessons-for-those-without-good.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8052899966249645283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8052899966249645283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/music-lessons-for-those-without-good.html' title='Music Lessons For Those Without Good Music'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SYIv6paClWI/AAAAAAAAADI/1_2VgjWvFMc/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-8708670781053097711</id><published>2009-01-25T16:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:37:18.478-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attention'/><title type='text'>La, La, La, La, I'm Not Listening, I'm Not Listening</title><summary type='text'> It's a bright and sunny Sunday afternoon. You're watching your favorite childhood movie you haven't see in years. Everything is great with a nice bottle of water beside you. Well, as great as it can be when you have the tv up loud enough to block out two family member fighting. A friend calls and your mum walks up to you and says, "When you're off the phone, we're having a family discussion!""</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/8708670781053097711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-la-la-la-im-not-listening-im-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8708670781053097711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/8708670781053097711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-la-la-la-im-not-listening-im-not.html' title='La, La, La, La, I&apos;m Not Listening, I&apos;m Not Listening'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SXzNYWJaxpI/AAAAAAAAADA/KoAx-_wWwvs/s72-c/61cf1879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-152923510019875970</id><published>2009-01-24T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:45:04.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><title type='text'>Fast Food, Oh Fast Food, Oh How You Kill Us</title><summary type='text'> Oh yum! Fast food.&lt;-- Garden. That makes me happy.You know, I've been eating considerably healthier than I have since I had mono. Veggies, a sandwhich with no sauces or jazz, fruit, milk, and small portions of meat or eggs. Well, now it's getting to the point that fast food is, once again, starting to taste absolutely horrible to me. It's grease and fat and there's so much sugar. As long as I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/152923510019875970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/fast-food-oh-fast-food-oh-how-you-kill.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/152923510019875970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/152923510019875970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/fast-food-oh-fast-food-oh-how-you-kill.html' title='Fast Food, Oh Fast Food, Oh How You Kill Us'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SXqcMbgrwZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QO9OqGHL1V0/s72-c/622595704_c5d28fb98b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-3120874124735441484</id><published>2009-01-21T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:10:12.414-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><title type='text'>Seeing Me, For How I Want To Be Seen</title><summary type='text'> You know something. I'm kinda suprised. There are people out there that actually do know some things about me. They actually know how I feel on some issues and why I do some of the things I do and how I am in general. I had never thought that anyone did.*Aside from a particular person I somewhat had this conversation with earlier.Have any of you few readers, and by few I mean like three (that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/3120874124735441484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-something.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3120874124735441484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3120874124735441484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-know-something.html' title='Seeing Me, For How I Want To Be Seen'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SXfVRq50GnI/AAAAAAAAACY/XLQygIXckmk/s72-c/sway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-2178884772872081657</id><published>2009-01-08T16:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:27:14.805-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy'/><title type='text'>So Much For a Good Relationship</title><summary type='text'> Ok, so there's this guy and he's dating this girl that I know. They are 3 academic years apart. So, they're both in high school. She is a naive little girl who thinks she has the world on a leash and knows all there is to know about life. She has had a lot of relationships and not many of them had been all to positive. He wants to show her that there can be more to a relationship and it can be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/2178884772872081657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-much-for-good-relationship.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2178884772872081657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/2178884772872081657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-much-for-good-relationship.html' title='So Much For a Good Relationship'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SWZ9cZR8xsI/AAAAAAAAACI/kh1tLQKJ188/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-7321680258324884551</id><published>2008-11-25T23:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:13:55.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conversation'/><title type='text'>Decent Conversation, Anyone?</title><summary type='text'>Now, when I say decent conversation I mean one with purpose. One that does not include swear words, the word "like" [which it's entire meaning has become completely degraded] one that will go somewhere and is not someone simply talking about all the problems in THEIR life. Face it, EVERYONE will ALWAYS have PROBLEM. It's a fact of life; NOW GET OVER IT!Now, I understand that there is severity to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/7321680258324884551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/11/decent-conversation-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7321680258324884551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/7321680258324884551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/11/decent-conversation-anyone.html' title='Decent Conversation, Anyone?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SSy9UfYnQXI/AAAAAAAAACA/komKv5gcc7c/s72-c/telephone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-5708692216773511414</id><published>2008-09-03T23:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:00:59.685-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>What Not to Wear Or How To Get Dressed?</title><summary type='text'> There was one day at school when someone tried to insult me by what I was wearing. I laughed at them.I wear what I wear because that's what I want to wear. I want to look like a freak and turn heads because I'm not into all the American Eagle "Must Have" crap. But the question I must ask, is why someone would dare to insult what I wear when I'm just like a conservative punk. I layer stuff and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/5708692216773511414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-not-to-wear-or-how-to-get-dressed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5708692216773511414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5708692216773511414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-not-to-wear-or-how-to-get-dressed.html' title='What Not to Wear Or How To Get Dressed?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SL9BLd1_ebI/AAAAAAAAAB4/M_UPQ846Q4M/s72-c/Punk+Girl+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4924832664745053669</id><published>2008-08-22T09:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:33:48.598-03:00</updated><title type='text'>How I live Now</title><summary type='text'>The Rebelution's Do Hard Things Tour came to seven major cities across the United States in 2008 -- Charlotte, Portland, Denver, Minneapolis, Dallas, Des Moines, and Washington, D.C. We're not about the numbers, but we love to share numbers that show God is working in our generation:     16,200 teens, parents, and youth workers reached in 2008, up from 4,200 in 2007.     14-year-olds worked with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4924832664745053669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-live-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4924832664745053669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4924832664745053669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-live-now.html' title='How I live Now'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-5461657384021615458</id><published>2008-08-22T09:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:19:30.079-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rebelution</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/5461657384021615458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/rebelution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5461657384021615458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/5461657384021615458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/rebelution.html' title='The Rebelution'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-821056130890305041</id><published>2008-08-19T15:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:41:34.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confess'/><title type='text'>A Man On The Run With A Gun</title><summary type='text'>Do you try to hide the truth when you've done something wrong? Are we too cowardly to face the facts and admit that we done something wrong?Do we prefer to carry the guilt and the weight instead of just letting people be mad for a moment and forgive us shortly after?Guilt can tear people apart and a lot of people will let it. Then again, it is easier not to say anything and let someone else </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/821056130890305041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-on-run-with-gun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/821056130890305041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/821056130890305041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-on-run-with-gun.html' title='A Man On The Run With A Gun'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SKsUazt79BI/AAAAAAAAABw/jdrUcVKisUs/s72-c/BathroomRunning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-6804962529066174628</id><published>2008-08-18T09:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:35:06.616-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remember'/><title type='text'>Remeber Me</title><summary type='text'>There is one thing that I askIt is just one simple taskRemember me.I am not you[Secret] I am who you think I amI like everyone as they are[Secret] I just don’t like some personalitiesYou may see the differences in you and I[Secret] I see the similaritiesThere are a few thingsI hope you already knowThings that others seeThat shine right on throughI am courteousI am respectfulI am generousI am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/6804962529066174628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/remeber-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6804962529066174628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6804962529066174628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/remeber-me.html' title='Remeber Me'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SKlsPbq1yOI/AAAAAAAAABo/d10OhpsCCvc/s72-c/Fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-1691061474898851602</id><published>2008-08-12T23:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:40:47.697-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Low Expectations In A High Paced World</title><summary type='text'> The world has such low expectations as a whole in this continent. And you can't argue with me there. The media tells us that our teen years are our years to have fun and relax and graduate from high school. Even senior adults tell us that, for pity's sake. "You just enjoy yourself while you're young." But what people fail to tell us is that our teen years are the years in which we are supposed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/1691061474898851602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/low-expectations-in-high-paced-world.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1691061474898851602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/1691061474898851602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/low-expectations-in-high-paced-world.html' title='Low Expectations In A High Paced World'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SKJMZLYcpuI/AAAAAAAAABc/pSU43liIQ9k/s72-c/rubixcube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-6729240247604311561</id><published>2008-08-11T22:48:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:39:45.829-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Getting Out, Growing Older, And Still A Little Kid</title><summary type='text'> As for most who read my blogs, university is dawning. It's here, coming soon, you're moving out and moving in, it's in a year, time to start saving, grades are freaking you out, awaiting on a letter. Jeez...that's a L-O-T to think about. It's also very stressful. But it can also be so very exciting.Come on, I mean, for people like me [whom are going away for university or atleast are planning on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/6729240247604311561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-out-growing-older-and-still.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6729240247604311561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/6729240247604311561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-out-growing-older-and-still.html' title='Getting Out, Growing Older, And Still A Little Kid'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SKD1zMacf1I/AAAAAAAAABM/Jz0Dqq1qUzc/s72-c/Swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4925817391295650644</id><published>2008-08-07T11:44:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:38:59.675-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Losers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Good Vs. Bad And the L-o-s-e-r Is Winning?</title><summary type='text'>For this post, feel free to agree, disagree, change opinions, decide one way or the other, hate me, love me. This piece is going to be a completely personal and opinionated piece. This is my take on what I think is going on with the world. I don't expect that every word I say is going to be true. I'm only human after all. But, whatever you take on this one, I do hope you enjoy reading it.How </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4925817391295650644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-vs-bad-and-l-o-s-e-r-is-winning.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4925817391295650644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4925817391295650644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-vs-bad-and-l-o-s-e-r-is-winning.html' title='Good Vs. Bad And the L-o-s-e-r Is Winning?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SJy0IzeRxSI/AAAAAAAAABE/xJVOLnYvPYw/s72-c/Cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-460830064507395595</id><published>2008-08-07T01:47:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:38:05.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgetfullness'/><title type='text'>Ring, Ring, Ring, You're Calling The Telephone</title><summary type='text'>rockerboy300 says: You want to hang out next weekend?horselover97 says:Yea, sure. ^^horselover97 says:What are we going to do?  rockerboy300 says:I don't know. We could go bowling, or play pool, or...uh...go to the park??  horselover97 says:Yea, sure. That sounds great. ^^horselover97 says:Anyway, I have to go. Call me later this week, alright?BYEZ!!!!The user horselover97 is currently offline. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/460830064507395595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/ring-ring-ring-youre-calling-telephone.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/460830064507395595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/460830064507395595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/ring-ring-ring-youre-calling-telephone.html' title='Ring, Ring, Ring, You&apos;re Calling The Telephone'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SJr1Ay6ac6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/25iQFObWlSQ/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-4424969450680137759</id><published>2008-08-06T09:54:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:36:55.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Winter-Time Depression On The Radio</title><summary type='text'>Either this is just me, or some crazy thing that I've been thinking about for some time now. Which, either way makes it just me.For most people that I know that live 'round here. They HATE the winter. Some because they think that it is too cold. Some because they hate the snow. Some because the snow days cancel school [yes, I did dare say that =P .] And some because they become really depressed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/4424969450680137759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/winter-time-depression-on-radio.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4424969450680137759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/4424969450680137759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/winter-time-depression-on-radio.html' title='Winter-Time Depression On The Radio'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SJmmIZr_KEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/CVfWVoRtod4/s72-c/ZBoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951572349700262290.post-3906388220957644698</id><published>2008-08-05T01:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:34:58.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Looking Out My Window...What do I see?</title><summary type='text'>I look outside of my window and I see the typical thing for this area. Small cars to save money on gas. Hydro seed to save time of growing a lawn. Cheap dog food to save the brain space to learn what really to feed a dog. Everyone is just trying to save things. But why? Why is money so important that people would give up the car they longed to buy? Why is time so precious that people miss out on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/feeds/3906388220957644698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-out-my-windowwhat-do-i-see.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3906388220957644698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951572349700262290/posts/default/3906388220957644698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toetwis.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-out-my-windowwhat-do-i-see.html' title='Looking Out My Window...What do I see?'/><author><name>Jessi Roy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07960379908263802859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/S7OyuBOMOgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3-KNsGZ0TV8/S220/_DSC97032.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vnQHWefe-Vg/SJiG9NCiASI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Vn2s4r-td4Q/s72-c/GummyBears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
