<?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-26861251</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:44:47.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teriya's English 1020-007 Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115383878258632910</id><published>2006-07-25T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:44:33.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me know that music is my biggest and most important form of entertainment. I really started listening to music when I was about eleven years old. I remember it so well because that was the first time I was introduced to the love of my life, Tupac Shakur. His song, "How do you want it" was playing on the radio. I felt a connection to him that was undescribeable. It was something about the beat and his voice that had me hooked. After that I began listening to the radio all the time. It wasn't until I brought my first CD that I knew this was going to be an obsession. Music became my outlet for alot of things.....it was how I took a step back and relaxed. It was how I forgot about my problems for a while. I started collecting CDs as a hobby....Currently, I have over 350 cd's from various artist.&lt;br /&gt;Hip hop is a big part what I like as far as music....but my true love now and will forever be Rhythm &amp; Blues (R&amp;amp;B). It's something about the soulful songs that make you believe in love. Narrowing my favorite CD's down to five is going to be hard because there are so many different people and styles that I like. But here goes.......My first album would have to be The diary of Alicia Keys. My second album would have to be Confessions by Usher. The third album would have to be Heather Headley's This is who I am. My fourth &amp; fifth albums would have to be Mariah Carey's rainbow and Emancipation of MiMi albums. These albums are important to because the express alot of the feelings that I have. &lt;br /&gt;     I first heard Alicia Keys when &lt;strong&gt;"Fallin"&lt;/strong&gt; premiered off of her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Songs in a Minor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; CD.  This album was like nothing I had ever heard, she sung with some much passion.  At the time I was going thru issues with my sons father and her cd expressed so much of what I was feeling at the time.  Alicia Keys album represents the soulful and passionate side of me.  The side of me that likes to give everything thing I have to what I am doing or the person I am with.&lt;br /&gt;The next album I chose was Usher's &lt;strong&gt;Confessions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt; This will probably be my one of my favorites for years to come because of the courage that it took for him to openly admit that he was a complete jerk and that he made the mistake.  This album for me showed how much he had grew up over the years and how he was slowly becoming a man.  This represents the truthful side of me, the side that I work on every day to perfect.  I chose Heather Headly's &lt;strong&gt;This is who I am&lt;/strong&gt; cd because she how she has accepted who she is as a young woman.  The songs on her album really moved me.  The last two albums are probably my favorite overall.  I have loved Mariah Carey since the first time she premiered.  She was this quiet, shy person with this amazing voice.  As she grew, she became this fun loving, easy going woman.&lt;br /&gt;     I believe that my music choices say that I am a diverse person.  That I like alot of different styles of music.  It says that I am someone who is willing to try anything.  It shows me that its okay to like things that others may not agree with....to accept who I am.&lt;br /&gt;People would learn alot of different things from me just by my music choices.  They would learn that I like the quality and effort that goes into making the music, the artistic imagination that it takes to come up with the beats, and etc.  That I don't just listen to the words of the song, but the song as a whole.  That I am the type of person that likes to find the hidden message. in people.&lt;br /&gt;I think that people would learn from me to not just judge something from a first glance or a first impression because they are often wrong.  To take time to dig deeper and you may find something very valuable underneath.  That even though I may appear to be this cold hearted, evil, uptight woman, I am the total opposite.  I am shy and quiet....but I can get my point across.  That I am outgoing but laid back, I like to observe people and how that act.  I am the type of person that will give the clothes off my back if it would benefit someone more than me. I am a woman of many qualities and I like to keep things simple.  To enjoy life to the fullest and spend time with friends and family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115383878258632910?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115383878258632910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115383878258632910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115383878258632910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115383878258632910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/07/anyone-who-knows-me-know-that-music-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115264709620597323</id><published>2006-07-11T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:13:48.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sternbergh supported his argument that although Britney Spears did not invent "sexual doublespeak," she has raised it to new levels by giving examples of the many times that she has appeared half naked in videos or on the cover of magazines. One of the examples that he used was her "My prerogative video." This was a video where she appeared in her underwear, lingerie and garters. Also in this video she had men touching her seductively while smoking cigars. He used the example where she posed topless in white spray painted underwear in &lt;em&gt;Esquire&lt;/em&gt; magazine and when she was topless on the cover of &lt;em&gt;Rolling Stones Magazine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the suggestion that she has "elevated inauthenticity to a Warholian level, I can understand why he would say that. I myself could never understand how Britney Spears could not view herself as a sex symbol....the first time I saw her first video and then heard her interview shortly after I was kind of upset. She says that she is not a sex symbol but then her videos tell you something totally different when all you see is here walking around in skimpy outfits barely covering her up with a men touching on her. Then it seems that the older she got the worst her songs got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been a fan of Britney Spears because she tries to use the excuse that she is Naive and that her managers and advisors are taking advantage of her and then all in the same breath says that she has learned to say no. I wish that she would accept the fact that she uses sex to help sell her albums. People often compare Britney to Madonna which I think is a bad thing. Madonna has no problem accepting the fact that she is a sex symbol and she has often said that she uses this as a way to reinvent herself.  Britney tries to act all innocent but I think that she plays a part in it just as much as everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115264709620597323?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115264709620597323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115264709620597323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115264709620597323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115264709620597323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/07/sternbergh-supported-his-argument-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115263122336784266</id><published>2006-07-11T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T12:54:08.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In class Assignment # 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Frustrated"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so frustrated with yourself or your life that you get headaches and can't sleep at night????? Well that's how I have been feeling over the past few weeks.......like I can't get from under this rock called my life. I was just trying to reexamine what I wanted to do when I realized that I am 24 years old and no further along in school then when I started. I have been out of high school for six years and I have yet to accomplish any of the goals that I set for myself. I started at Wayne State when I was 19 and the first semester there I got a 4.0 and things was going great. Shortly after starting school I started working at a law firm in Downtown Detroit and everything was on target. I liked my job and I was making okay money for taking care of myself and then I got pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son Christopher is now three years old, going through what I call the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;terrible three's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and trying to insert his independence. I love him more than life itself and I know that in many ways he is a blessing to me....but sometimes I wonder what the hell I was thinking when I decided to have him. I knew that raising him was going to be hard and I also knew that raising him alone was going to be even harder, but yet I couldn't have imagined doing anything else. I am and &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; so against abortion that I knew that that wasn't an option for me and going through foster homes myself when I was a kid, I could have never willingly put my child through that type of torture. So after all of that I decided to have him....trying not to think of all the problems that this would create for me. All of the late night trips to the emergency room, the daycare bills, the potty training and etc. The fact that I am now respond for making sure that he becomes a model citizen sometimes scares me. I am frustrated that for the past twelve years I have had to be responsible for everyone else and I have lost sight of what it is that I wanted to accomplish in my life. I feel like I am on an emotional rollercoster and I don't know how to make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;FRUSTRATED&lt;/strong&gt; because I have a family that cares only about what you can do for them and not what they can do to help you. They never want to take credit for any of the bad things that happen in your life....but are the first ones to take credit for the good things. I am frustrated because these are the people that I have gave up the past twelve years of my life to take care of. But more than any of that I am frustrated at myself for allowing myself to get lost and for allowing them to take away my happiness. For the first time in my life I am willing to admit that I have a problem that I need to fix and I am finally willing to make that commitment to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115263122336784266?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115263122336784266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115263122336784266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115263122336784266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115263122336784266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-class-assignment-4-frustrated-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115229966924487800</id><published>2006-07-07T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:14:29.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hooks concludes that her grandparents' marriage worked despite the substantial differences between them because they respected those differences.  It is their understanding of those differences that made their relationship work.  Most people in a relationship like to have things in common with their mate, but it is those things that are different about them that keeps them interested.  You never want someone to be exactly like you or to like the same things that you like because would be like you are dating yourself.  Being with someone who is exactly like you never allows you to try anything different and at some point it will become irritating.&lt;br /&gt;A relationship it is about bringing a new perspective and understanding to different situations.  I think that with Baba it was the laid back, affectionate, quiet personality that she loved so much about Daddy Gus and with him it was the fact that Baba wasn't afraid to be herself.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Individualism&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the key to making a relationship work.  The never losing site of who you are and what you want is what makes a relationship work.  When you lose site of who you are, it often causes conflict because you are trying to be someone that you are not.&lt;br /&gt;I have often been told by older people that you can't love someone and accept someone until you learn to love and accept yourself first.  As I get older and date more, I try to live by this creed....I have learned that most men want a women who is confident with her abilities and herself.  They want someone who can accept them for who they are and not try to change them.&lt;br /&gt;For me marriage is about finding a soulmate.....someone who completes the person that I already am.  By this I mean someone who is going to be honest with me, someone who is the complete opposite of me but at the same time have something that about their personality that links us together.  People spend so much time try to please other people that they forget to please themselves in the process.&lt;br /&gt;The most important part of a relationship other that communication is honesty.  Being honest and being yourself allows your mate to see who you really are and act accordingly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115229966924487800?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115229966924487800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115229966924487800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115229966924487800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115229966924487800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/07/hooks-concludes-that-her-grandparents.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115143292853408048</id><published>2006-06-27T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:29:51.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Although &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Rules &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was met with heavy criticism when it was published because of its built-in assumptions about womens roles, doesn't "&lt;em&gt;20 Simple Tips for the Perfect Date&lt;/em&gt;" operated under the same set of beliefs? Why, then, might some readers find the rules unacceptable, but "&lt;em&gt;20 simple Tips&lt;/em&gt; " palatable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that all of those dating books operate under the same set of beliefs. They all state that women should play the passive role and let men take the lead in the relationship.....that if women follow certain rules then they will find the man of the dreams and their soulmate. They all make assumptions about both men and women's roles in relationships. I think that reader may find "20 Simple Tips" agreeable because its probably based on someone's experience. Every man or woman has experienced one if not all of these at some point during their dating experience. So this is something that is relatable to them so that makes it easier for them to believe.&lt;br /&gt;Being only 24 years old.....I have often been told that I have very old school beliefs when dealing with things of this nature. I will not approach a guy, even if I think he is interested because I was taught that men are supposed to do the chasing....and that a guy who will pursue you will probably be a little more interested in you. I have also been told that women who are more agressive and in your face tend to intimidate the men in their lives and that men often times don't know how to respond to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115143292853408048?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115143292853408048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115143292853408048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115143292853408048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115143292853408048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/06/although-rules-was-met-with-heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115084796028844962</id><published>2006-06-20T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T17:30:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In class writing assignment # 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarnation was a confusing and depressing movie for me to watch. The fact that this movie was based on Jonathan's life is a scary thought. For me knowing and seeing someone go thru some of what he had to endure is a bit disturbing. It seemed as though his parents and his parents parents were all a bit disturbed before they had children and for them to proceed through life as though nothing was wrong was probably the most shocking thing for me to witness. I think that it was unfortunate that his mom Renee had to endure as much as she did as a child and I think that the shock therapy was what scarred her for life. The fact that her parents performed this on her themselves goes to show you that they weren't in their right frame of mind either.&lt;br /&gt;John was very much confused as a child. From being taken away from his mom at the age of three to being beaten by total strangers in foster care showed that he was destined to have a difficult life. Trying to figure out who he was and what his purpose was is in life is the reason he acted out. All of his fears were developed as a preteen and carried throughout his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this movie brought up a lot of memories from my past that to this day I am trying to forget. No matter how much I push them to the back that always seem to find their way back to the front. I remember when my brothers, sister and I were taken from my mom and dad....Although, when we were little, our parents never mistreated us....it was just the fact that they never got along. Their fighting is what eventually broke us up. I remember thinking that this would somehow be the best thing for us, that we would be placed with someone who would love us unconditionally. But that all changed the longer we stayed there.&lt;br /&gt;Neither of my parents wanted to take credit for the way our lives turned out so they drowned their sorrows in drugs and alcohol. Eventually, my dad straighten himself up just enough to get custody of us and it was down hill from there. He realized that being a single man taking care of four kids alone who prove to be a large payoff for him. I remember watching my dad get drunk to the point where he didn't know who and where he was....he would use up all his money and ours too. I remember thinking and promising myself that I would never be like my parents. That God had another purpose for creating me. I was so determined not to be like them that I buried all of my problems....I never talked about them, until eventually I had a nervous breakdown. I never acted out the way that Jonathan did.....but I have often thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;This movie showed me that not everybody is meant to be parents, that when you are born you don't get to pick and choose who raises you. No one knows you better than you know yourself. I feel as though you should throughly investigate your life when you decide to have children because often times your behavior, fears and beliefs are passed on to your children. Children that have a difficult childhood often have a difficult adult life because they know who and what they don't want to be but never fully learn who they can be. They are too caught up with not being like their parents that they let that take over their lives.&lt;br /&gt;I know what it feels like to not have anyone in your life to look up to and no one to teach you that its okay to be who you are. This movie was a slap in the face....it made me realize that I cannot have a very bright future until I accept my past for what it was.&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of this movie, Jonathan did that exact same thing. He embraced and loved his mother for who she was. He realized that who his mother, grandmother, and grandfather are does not predetermine who he is or who he is going to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115084796028844962?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115084796028844962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115084796028844962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115084796028844962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115084796028844962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-class-writing-assignment-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115081963196085097</id><published>2006-06-20T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:24:27.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How much is too much?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard the phrase, "Your mouth is going to get you in a world of trouble." This is a phrase that is used more often than none to describe me. Ever since I was a little girl I have always had to have the last word....no matter what the punishment or the argument was. Sometimes this can prove to be a good thing...sometimes it's not.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....I am a receptionist/office service assistant at a law firm in downtown Detroit and a little over a week ago, I was informed by my supervisor that I had to attend a mandatory meeting to review our front desk procedures and to discuss my customer service performance. Although, I have no problem accepting criticism when it applies to my job as well as my character....I braced myself for this meeting. Finally, with much anticipation the meeting date arrived.....June 08, 2006@ 2:30pm. I walked slowly into her office and took a seat in front of her....Two of my co-workers and myself waited patiently for her to finish up her telephone conversation. Ten minutes later the discussion began and she started off by saying that I was a wonderful person and that I was doing a wonderful job. She also said that she was proud of the way I accepted my position, then she lowered the boom. She proceeded to tell me that she thought that it was time to take my level of customer service up a notch. She told me that she had been noticing over that past few weeks a lot of complaints from citizens about my attitude. Citizens that had been calling in and telling her that I was rushing them off of the phone, that I seemed disinterested in their problems and that I offered them no solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went on saying that its always about the caller and/or person I am interacting with.....that I must put aside my feelings and problems. Now I am sitting here listening to her and I can't help but think that this is coming from a woman who can't even turn the phone on let alone deal with an angry complaining citizen. That this is coming from a woman who made a student cry so bad that he quit after two weeks. I will be the first person to admit that sometimes depending on how busy we are, I will rush people of the phone and out of the building. Our procedure states that the phones must not ring anymore than three times, that they must not be put on hold for more than fives minutes. It is very hard to stay attentive to just one person when you have six lines ringing, visitors coming to the window every two seconds and employees asking you a bunch of questions while handing you more work to do. Then what about those people who call and ask you questions.....you give them a response that they aren't happy with or transfer them to someone who isn't at their desk and they call you every name is the book Then they tell you that they don't want to leave a message and wait for the person to call them back. Then the paralegals who are suppose to deal with these complaints don't want to respond. They expect me to be able to give them legal advice and you don't have a clue what to tell these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my supervisor gives me the floor by asking what I think we should do about this problem....what comes out of my big mouth was...how about you sit down there for a week and tell me what you think we should do. I understand that it's not their fault and that some of them have been bounced around a lot before coming to us, but I am only going to allow a person some many times to disrespect me before I have to tell them about themselves. I refuse to help some one who is calling me names, yelling and screaming at me, regardless of what their problem is. Now my supervisor is upset because she thinks that I am trying to show her up, but all I am trying to do is get her to understand my point of view. I don't get paid to give legal advice nor do I get paid to be treated badly. I want her to understand that I will not be degraded by anyone, family or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;My question to you is how much should one person have to suffer in order to provide the best customer service possible and how fair is it for an employer to subject their employees to that type of treatment???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115081963196085097?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115081963196085097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115081963196085097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115081963196085097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115081963196085097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-much-is-too-much-ever-heard-phrase.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-115022758308684774</id><published>2006-06-13T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:13:10.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to the authors, how can attitudes about hair within the African American community be more damaging to children's developing sense of identity than "the ignorance of mainstream White culture"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this can be more damaging to children because its us telling them that once again they are not perfect. It points out one more fault that black children have, that they are some how different because they can't just go swimming without a swim cap or pull their hair into a simple ponytail. They see that it takes more steps to get their hair in any particular style. Children often imitate what they see their parents do and it you are subconscience about your hair, they are going to be too. Children often learn at a young age that they are different from others, whether it's because of their hair, skin color, body parts, glasses, and etc. As parents it is our job to teach our children to accept those differences.&lt;br /&gt;I personally don't think that the "White mainstream" culture is ignorant to that fact of what we have to go through with our hair. They just don't care....they have never had to experience the times when you have to get up extra early to get your hair pressed out on picture day, or that it takes you hours after the inital washing of your hair to even get it styled. They have always been able to get up and go, they never have to think about how to style their hair for a certain event. Everything that they do is effortless and until they get a first hand glemsp of our everyday struggle to fit in, they will forever be ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;I remember as a child when my aunt would wash my hair on Sunday and press it out, just so it would be manageable during the week. I remember having to sit on the floor during the summer to get my hair braided so that I could do things like go to waterparks, and swimming. The first time my aunt put a perm in my hair I was so happy because I knew that I wouldn't have to get my hair pressed and I could do my hair in different styles during the week. I use to have very long hair but as I got older I got tired of people asking me the same stupid questions about the way I wore my hair I decided to chop of most of my hair and wear it short. There are times when I may go without a perm and people would ask if I was trying a new hairstyle or was I trying to bring back the Afro. I now understand that I am different and that when God made me he knew exactly how he wanted me to look. He made everyone unique, there are no two people who are the same. I think that its time for people to accept the things that they cannot change and deal with the things they can. To embrace who they are as a person spiritually and mentally and leave everything else alone. When you are happy with who you are, then and only then can you be happy with everyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-115022758308684774?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/115022758308684774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=115022758308684774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115022758308684774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/115022758308684774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/06/according-to-authors-how-can-attitudes.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114963797594247193</id><published>2006-06-06T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:24:12.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In Class Writing Assignment #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communities accepts us for who we are is an argument that can be argued either way. I think that it is based soley on the people who live within those communities. Often times I think people try to put themselves in a postion to be around those who share their views and their goals. That way you have no choice to accept them because you are almost accepting who you are. In the story, "A Secret Society of the Starving," the author Udovitch talks about how these girls have form these websites on the internet that support other women who are starving themselves. In the essay Udovitch states that "Primarily, the sites reinforce the secretiveness and the specialness of the disorder"(pg 111. 4). Here she is saying that these girls are saying that its okay to starve yourself to death because we won't tell and that what you are doing is some how unique.&lt;br /&gt;It's just like when you are looking to buy a house, you primarily want to live in a nice, quiet neighborhood where everybody knows everybody and you children all grow up together. You want to be around people who are going to keep their grass mowed, plant flowers, make sure that their trash is picked up weekly. They will look out for your children and watch your house while you're away and things of that nature. Nobody wants to live in an unkept area where everyone is doing their own thing, drug dealers are on the corner morning, noon and night, a place where you have to sleep with your doors and windows locked and move new things in in the middle of the night so that no one will see what you have. I think that when you have a good sense of who you are your community has no choice but to accept you because you are showing them who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;Now as far as communities providing us with a sense of stability, I think that this goes hand in hand with communities accepting us for who we are. Being in a stable environment means that you are in a place where you feel comfortable, safe and you have the ability to let your guard down. It's a place where you can imagine being for a great length of time. When there is stability, you often tend to feel like you can just be who you are without feeling like there is something wrong with that. In the essay, "Reclaiming Our Home Place" written by Maya Angelou, she is saying that people began moving from the south because they felt as though they didn't belong there and that African Americans couldn't get over all of the bad things that happened here. She is saying that they let the bad out way the good. In this essay, Angelou makes the statement, "From a past rooted in pain, we rise. Bringing the gifts that our ancestors gave, we are the hope and the dream of the slave"(pg. 137, paragraph 6). I think that this is a powerful statement because it is saying that, yeah alot of bad things happened in the south, but what our ancestors did in the past was done to get us to the point where we could be proud of who we are and where we come from. That all of their pain was so that we could one day own property and raise our families with tradition and love. So that we would some have a better understanding of who we are and where we come from. What Angelou is saying is that that somehow gives you a sense of stability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114963797594247193?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114963797594247193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114963797594247193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114963797594247193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114963797594247193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-class-writing-assignment-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114960449882652689</id><published>2006-06-06T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T07:39:59.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reading for week of 5/30/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Angelou, how has what the South represents for African Americans changed in the last one hundred years? What does she suggest it represents now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Angelou felt the south has changed in the past one hundred years because it was once a war zone during the civil war...this was home to slaves and there slave masters. This is where many African America experienced their alot of their pain. The south brought about the civil rights movement and alot of strong Americans fighting for equality.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the south represents different things to different people. I think that for African Americans the south now represents our faith and the struggle that we had to go through to get where we are. It represents our past......people like Rosa Parks, Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcolm X and etc who paved the way for us to follow. It represents our present- those who are breaking through the barriers, like: Oprah, Denzel Washington, Will Smith and etc. It represents our future- our children who will continue to change the world. I believe that the south represents who we are and where we come from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114960449882652689?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114960449882652689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114960449882652689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114960449882652689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114960449882652689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/06/reading-for-week-of-53006-according-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114901120184485355</id><published>2006-05-30T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:02:06.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reading Response #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Udovitch's essay, I believe that groups engaging in high risk behavior can function as a community. A community is defined as a "&lt;strong&gt;group of people with a common characteristic or interest living together within a larger socitey&lt;/strong&gt;." Members of the pro-ana community all share the same beliefs and they all have the same individual goals, to be skinny. They believe that no matter how much they eat they will never be small enough. That they should feel guilty after eating, that it is wrong to enjoy food. Members of the pro-ana community tend to offer support to each other in this and they don't judge. They are under the impression that starving themselves some how puts them in total control of their lives. They are able to give others advice in certain situations because most of them have either been in a similar situation before or they are going through one now.&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about being in these types of high risk groups is that you are only getting one side of the story....you are only seeing the reasons why it is okay to be the way you are.....there is no one to think logically about the situation, no one to see the bad in what you are doing. There is no one to tell you that what you doing is wrong and can hurt you or someone else. I have often heard that being anorexic or bulimic is pretty much a chosen lifestyle just like being a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;In the essay, "A Secret Socitey of the Starving," Udovitch states that, "arguably, these disorders have the highest fatality rates of any mental illness, through suicide as well as the obvious health problems," which means that this is a major issue in the world today. There are millions of Women and young teenage girls who are doing this everyday as if there is nothing wrong. We as parents are not teaching our children to understand that there is no such thing as being perfect....that no one in this world likes everything about themselves and that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my high school years, I knew alot of girls who were a part of groups that were considered to be high risk. They were girls who had similar problems with their weight, they were members of the cheerleading team. At 5'6" and 125lbs about what is considered to be average weight, these girls thought that they were the biggest girls ever and you would often hear them talking about starting this diet, fasting for a month or this and that diet pill. I never understood with the big deal was with them until it came out that the cheerleading coach was telling them that they were to big and that they had to drop down to 119lbs or less a maintain that weight or they would be kicked off the team. It is this type of negative criticism that often leave women to start second guessing themselves. Teenage girls with low-self esteem are usually more prone to things such as anorexia and bulimia because they believe so heavly in what people think about them. There are also other different types of high risk groups that tend to function as a small community....those such as gangs, those who have unprotected sex, bullies, drug dealers, and etc. I knew girls in my neighborhood who thought that taking the risk of having unprotected sex with every boy that walk by was cool....not thinking that what they were doing was not only morally wrong, but could prove to be deadly.&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, at some point everyone fits into some form of small community. Whether it be work, school, volunteer work or whatever. Everything that you do can tie into the beliefs or interest of others. Sometimes your associations to groups can prove to be a vital and important part of you life and other times it can prove to be dangerous. It all depend on the person and how they see things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114901120184485355?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114901120184485355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114901120184485355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114901120184485355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114901120184485355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/05/reading-response-3-after-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114843024290937402</id><published>2006-05-23T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T17:44:53.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nietzsche is saying that ever since the beginning of time there have been leaders and there have been followers. People who feel that they have to follow the direction and actions of others in order to fit into certain types of groups. That there are those who are afraid to stand on their own beliefs and follow their own paths because how society might view them. Or just because they are afraid of what might happen to them if they choose to be different. Nietzsche is similar to alot of the authors that we have read so far because in their own way because they all believe that identity is an important part of who we are, how we view ourselves and how society might view us. Everything that we say and do is a part of who we are.&lt;br /&gt;I related to and have stories for many of the essays that we have read so far and I take pride in myself and often don't really care about how other people might view me. I related to Emily White's, "High School's Secret Life," because throughout my junior high and high school years I was not considered very popular. I was very quite and often stayed to myself....I was made fun of because people considered me to be a geek or not important because I didn't have alot of friends and because I chose not to be judge based soley on the individuals I hung around or the decisions I made but because of who I was as a person completely. I pretty much stayed to myself.....I never went to parties or out on dates. My identity is very important to me because when I leave this world I want to have accomplished more than the shoes I wore or the people I hung around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also related alot to the "F word" written by Firoozeh Dumas. I related to this essay not because I am from another country but because my name is something that isn't commonly known. So I had to deal with the mispronunctionatons and the names that were no where near what my mother named me. At times, I have often wondered whether or not people actually take the time to think about the things that they do and say. I wondered how and why my mother named me Teriya and although I often thought about changing my name, I realized that my mother gave me a name that stood apart from everyone else because that is the type of person she wanted me to be. When I was pregnant with my son I knew that the name was going to be something major for me as well as for him. I think that after race the name plays the most important part of who we are as individuals. When naming someone I think that the name should have a meaning that is identical to the person's personality. It should represent who you want them to be as a person. People have often asked me why as an African American woman, I chose to name my son Christopher (meaning Christ-bearer) and my response to that is I wanted and still want my son to have a strong sense of who God is and a strong sense of self. I want him to understand that those are the footsteps that he should be following. And because I wanted to give him every possibility to succeed in life. I never want him to feel like I cheated him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe that identity is taking a stand against what everybody might feel is the norm and saying that it is not okay.  That knowing and being different is so much more that giving in and doing what someone else thinks is good for you....The best saying I was taught growing up was that what is good for one or two people is not always the best for me.  So choosing to do something that is not the norm was was I was put on this earth....so always challenge what other people think is important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114843024290937402?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114843024290937402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114843024290937402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114843024290937402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114843024290937402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/05/nietzsche-is-saying-that-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114840805120216829</id><published>2006-05-23T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T13:05:45.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the essay, " The fashion victim's ten commandments,"  Lee states that fashion victims hold and set alot of rules.  I believe that the term &lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;fashion victim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" meant someone who is in tune with the hottest new trends available from designers all over the world. Someone who has designer lables on everything they own. These are people who spend tremendous amounts of money to have these clothes, they own various amounts of items that may look the same but have one thing that may separate the two. A fashion victim is a person who has to look cool at all times and they often have their own sense of what fashion might be. But they are very much aware of what the hottest celebrities are wearing. They love everything from shoes to clothes to sunglasses, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Lee made the statement in her story that, "wearing a logo is like wearing gang colors." I believe that the point that she was trying to make was that people who often were these clothes tend to feel like the are apart of some special group or secret club that is specifically made for them. Fashion victims spend so much of their time trying to keep with with the hottest new designers that they don't tend to think about the image that they are portraying to others. How you dress can often tell people alot about who you are as a person. Things such as your taste, social status, personality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114840805120216829?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114840805120216829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114840805120216829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114840805120216829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114840805120216829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-weeks-reading-in-essay-fashion.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114797375179639864</id><published>2006-05-18T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:23:58.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my Post for last week in response to the reading by Lucy Grealy, Masks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question that I chose to answer was, "How did Grealy's deformity affect her own sense of identity?" What details from her essay reveal her feelings?&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Grealy didn't really feel comfortable in her own skin or feel that she fit in with her classmates because of how she looked.  When she wore the masks on halloween, she felt comfortable, she felt like she belonged with those kids because no one knew what she looked like under the mask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114797375179639864?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114797375179639864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114797375179639864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114797375179639864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114797375179639864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-my-post-for-last-week-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26861251.post-114782246359361839</id><published>2006-05-16T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T08:37:03.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Evening Everyone......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26861251-114782246359361839?l=preciousone23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/feeds/114782246359361839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26861251&amp;postID=114782246359361839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114782246359361839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26861251/posts/default/114782246359361839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://preciousone23.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-evening-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Teriya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13918421698632547250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
