<?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-2252175994657661369</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:18:17.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffocating</title><subtitle type='html'>tell me how i'm supposed to breathe with no air</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ledadiane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2252175994657661369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ledadiane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leda Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844810303191067887</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2252175994657661369.post-568371859850842370</id><published>2008-12-11T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:46:02.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delete All</title><content type='html'>I went thru and deleted all my old blog posts. I didn't want to re-read them and relive all my old feelings. I really saw no point in doing that. What I wanted to do was try to erase everything and start over. I am tired of living in the past, and I intend on starting right now. Whatever happened in the past is staying there. I am ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just moved back to Lewisville to live with my parents while I am student teaching. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Bwr2FYVnHg/SUHY_td8aUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Hdwuf74Mx5Y/s1600-h/Room+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2Bwr2FYVnHg/SUHY_td8aUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Hdwuf74Mx5Y/s200/Room+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278738827303479618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will be at Old Settlers Elementary School in Flower Mound. I am in a 3rd grade classroom. I am really excited about finally taking control of a class, but I am very nervous. I have been trying to get all of my stuff unpacked and get moved in to my new room. I recently got brand new furniture. YAY! I absolutely love it. However, I am having a hard time trying to fit everything from my duplex into one tiny room. I seem to have accumulated a lot of stuff over the past 3 1/2 years. But it is kind of nice being able to go thru everything and get rid of stuff that I don't need. It's nice to cleanse your life every once and a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am headed down to College Station tomorrow because my brother is going to be graduating on Saturday. I am so proud of him. He is the first one of my siblings to graduate from college. Elissa and I will be next. We both graduate in May! WHOOP! I will find out if I will be graduating with honors on December 16th when semester grades are posted. I have to get a 4.0, otherwise I will be 0.006ish points away from the GPR I need, which wold make me sooooo mad. I tried really hard this semester to do well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2252175994657661369-568371859850842370?l=ledadiane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ledadiane.blogspot.com/feeds/568371859850842370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2252175994657661369&amp;postID=568371859850842370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2252175994657661369/posts/default/568371859850842370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2252175994657661369/posts/default/568371859850842370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ledadiane.blogspot.com/2008/12/delete-all.html' title='Delete All'/><author><name>Leda Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09844810303191067887</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/_2Bwr2FYVnHg/SUHY_td8aUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Hdwuf74Mx5Y/s72-c/Room+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
