<?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-3165753717015460124</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:44:30.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream is Destiny</title><subtitle type='html'>I have a passion for writing poetry. Poetry is a way to show true feelings and with that being said enjoy the poetry, for I am only giving you my thoughts.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>poetry side of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634371844353853938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165753717015460124.post-4191313996217624333</id><published>2009-04-19T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:07:59.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROXYBURY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SetY2priBJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FnIehtGkMds/s1600-h/night_at_the_roxbury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SetY2priBJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FnIehtGkMds/s400/night_at_the_roxbury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326448680220361874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today i was so bored, chillan with my friend and we ended up watching "A NIGHT AT THE ROXBURY" no lie i was crackin up through out the whole movie. I really don't care for Will Farrell but i thought this movie was stupid funny. This film inspired me to make sure i am in full control of my life. You can wona be with someone your whole life but at the end of the day that person may not be what you and  yess it may suck but guess what its a way of life. everyone should see this movie haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9L3uE3xKnt0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165753717015460124-4191313996217624333?l=dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/4191313996217624333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/roxybury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/4191313996217624333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/4191313996217624333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/roxybury.html' title='ROXYBURY'/><author><name>poetry side of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634371844353853938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SetY2priBJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FnIehtGkMds/s72-c/night_at_the_roxbury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165753717015460124.post-731987933797298771</id><published>2009-04-02T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:23:38.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misscommunication/ Assumption</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SdVNZH3MyYI/AAAAAAAAABk/V9Zyxj21a-s/s1600-h/Hands+Held.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SdVNZH3MyYI/AAAAAAAAABk/V9Zyxj21a-s/s400/Hands+Held.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320243628810750338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SKYE&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day&lt;br /&gt;My knight and shiney armor met&lt;br /&gt;the light around his face&lt;br /&gt;The light around his eyes show no fear&lt;br /&gt;But his eyes show no signs&lt;br /&gt;Look deeper I say&lt;br /&gt;His eyes tell a story&lt;br /&gt;A story that he can only tell&lt;br /&gt;He tells me, women are complicated&lt;br /&gt;And that Thy shall always love and obey thy love&lt;br /&gt;But I say thy is not in love&lt;br /&gt;Thy says love makes the pupils die strong&lt;br /&gt;Can it be, My heart is incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Shy to the very touch&lt;br /&gt;My mind is baffled&lt;br /&gt;Filled full of warm thoughts in a trance&lt;br /&gt;He says speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were apart&lt;br /&gt;I tried to speak,No words surmized&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts i want to say stay in a trance&lt;br /&gt;the words I want to say ends in Prom&lt;br /&gt;But thee never knows what thy will say&lt;br /&gt;Could he say "NO" Maybe"YES"?&lt;br /&gt;I say this stary evening engorges bliss in the moon light SKYE&lt;br /&gt;Now no worries, no fear, or regret&lt;br /&gt;As she stared into his stary handsome eyes&lt;br /&gt;she thought go for it&lt;br /&gt;the words came out of a heart&lt;br /&gt;no titles as is&lt;br /&gt;How Does Prom With Me Sound??&lt;br /&gt;-MH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Melody/Local%20Settings/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misscommunication should be like the highest rate in the world between MEN and WOMEN.... Men need to quite thinkin that once a women goes on date with them once that they automatically assume that the are together. Another thing is why would/do MEN assume that all women are scandlous or even crazy. The most line i Hate from men is ALL women CHEAT and PLAY MEN!!... That is not true. Not all women are crazy or even CHEAT for that matter. Men just have to find that one women that makes them happy and appreciate everything that they have, and acknowledge such a wonderful women in their life like that. I try7 not to label people or just call out certain sexes and by all means this is not bashing Men but this is just many things i have heard from MEN all DAY! Men assume that women assume and then you have two confused people. And let metell you two confused people don't make a right...&lt;br /&gt;   Life almost seems to short to deal with all the bullshit but when you think about it, it's the price we pay for happiness. I try not to assume. I run with the obvious and just to clear it up i speak my mind.... so in a sense it all works out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165753717015460124-731987933797298771?l=dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/731987933797298771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/misscommunication-assumption.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/731987933797298771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/731987933797298771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/misscommunication-assumption.html' title='Misscommunication/ Assumption'/><author><name>poetry side of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634371844353853938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SdVNZH3MyYI/AAAAAAAAABk/V9Zyxj21a-s/s72-c/Hands+Held.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165753717015460124.post-308921572389458253</id><published>2009-03-10T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:27:43.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow your Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SbcUXnPZy2I/AAAAAAAAABU/83bT3YaHdRI/s1600-h/wakinglife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SbcUXnPZy2I/AAAAAAAAABU/83bT3YaHdRI/s400/wakinglife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311736681409923938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today i was inspired by watching this movie "Waking Life." It inspired me to appreciate my Dreams and Goals. It made me understand that everything begins with a dream and with out dreaming life itself would be pointless. This is one of the most thought provoking films I've ever seen. It's also visually stunning and perfectly acted: every single one of these people seem to be just giving their own opinions as if you were overhearing or having a meaningful conversation. I also feel as though it was a message saying never give up your dreams or goal, just find ways to work toward them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-KEEcjR2do&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-KEEcjR2do&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another show I watched was Storyteller with Kanye West. This song Touch the sky made me think of "Waking life" because Kanye West started off with a Dream. But turned his Dreams into reality. It just makes me think as long as i keep pushing and striving for greatness i will achieve all my goals and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/Sbcc2Im_5OI/AAAAAAAAABc/SW5nYYSiYzA/s1600-h/stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/Sbcc2Im_5OI/AAAAAAAAABc/SW5nYYSiYzA/s400/stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311746001856357602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a strong individual&lt;br /&gt;one that believes in many dreams&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that one i will accomplish&lt;br /&gt;I am known as a friend&lt;br /&gt;A friend that can help solve problems&lt;br /&gt;I am a teenager that struggles&lt;br /&gt;and yet i have the drive and strive for Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and what may come&lt;br /&gt;I am one who lost a heart&lt;br /&gt;which i hope to regain back&lt;br /&gt;But at last I say:&lt;br /&gt;I can only accomplish what I dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Melody/Local%20Settings/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165753717015460124-308921572389458253?l=dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/308921572389458253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/follow-your-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/308921572389458253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/308921572389458253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/follow-your-dreams.html' title='Follow your Dreams'/><author><name>poetry side of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634371844353853938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SbcUXnPZy2I/AAAAAAAAABU/83bT3YaHdRI/s72-c/wakinglife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165753717015460124.post-2272938891767387393</id><published>2009-03-09T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:33:15.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SbWvwDakQLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qXfOJ5wQTn4/s1600-h/drowning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311344575638683826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SbWvwDakQLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qXfOJ5wQTn4/s400/drowning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I feel like I'm drowning&lt;br /&gt;Hard to see&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels split&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I overcome obstacles&lt;br /&gt;Only to see&lt;br /&gt;Myself in more pain and decease&lt;br /&gt;I cry myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Only to feel the heartache in the inner me&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if my life is a lesson&lt;br /&gt;But I can't learn it for the life of me&lt;br /&gt;Now. How do i breathe&lt;br /&gt;I can't&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Falling into an unknown world&lt;br /&gt;I'm in water but I can't see above&lt;br /&gt;Yelling and pleading&lt;br /&gt;Somebody pleas help me!!&lt;br /&gt;Then I realize&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only person that can help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165753717015460124-2272938891767387393?l=dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/feeds/2272938891767387393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-like-im-drowning-hard-to-see-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/2272938891767387393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165753717015460124/posts/default/2272938891767387393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamisdestinyoflife.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-feel-like-im-drowning-hard-to-see-my.html' title='Drowning'/><author><name>poetry side of life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634371844353853938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KfkCRUFifBw/SbWvwDakQLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qXfOJ5wQTn4/s72-c/drowning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
