<?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-18012279</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:35:01.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melanie's Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02744657110985181736</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-18012279.post-113329567650740689</id><published>2005-11-29T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:21:27.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Plane Ride</title><content type='html'>My plane ride back to Tampa from Boston was absolutely insane. I could tell from the moment I stepped onto the plane that it would not be a very pleasant flight. There were approximately ten babies and two little dogs. That alone made the 3 hour flight seem relatively long. However, the turbulence that I endured on the plane was like nothing I ever felt before. The shaking was violent, side to side. Proceeded by that was that sudden dropping feeling, like your sotmach is in your mouth. I was really scared, so I just grabbed onto the young gentlement next to me! It really felt like we were going to crash. When I looked out the window it was pitch black because it was night time, and all I could see what the bolts of lightning. Across the isle from me a little kid threw up, and the guy sitting in front of me was about to. The dogs were barking, and the babies were crying. You could hear people saying "Oh my god!" from all the way across the plane. As soon as I got off the plane I wanted to kiss the ground! That's how bad it was. Everyone was on their cell phones saying how they have never been on such a horrible flight. Anyways, that's my story of the week .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18012279-113329567650740689?l=melaniemg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/feeds/113329567650740689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18012279&amp;postID=113329567650740689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/113329567650740689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/113329567650740689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/2005/11/crazy-plane-ride.html' title='Crazy Plane Ride'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02744657110985181736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18012279.post-113150657762428407</id><published>2005-11-08T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T19:22:57.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Shirt Advertisement</title><content type='html'>I chose to read the article about the phrases on t-shirts sold by Abercrombie and Fitch.  I have to admit, sometimes when I read them I laugh.  But, I would never consider buying one of them.  To me, it's like drawing bad attention to yourself.  If you have a shirt that says "Naughty" or "I'm Taken" it makes you come off to be whatever it says.  Yeah, you probably think it's funny but people actually believe what you adverstise yourself as.  When I see that a girl is wearing a "Rebel" shirt, I am going to believe on first impression that she is, a rebel.  I think they're silly, and quite immature.  I also laugh when I see a girl who is not so attractive wearing a bright, red shirt that says "Total Hottie" on it.  It just goes to show that when the girls wear these shirts, they really feel that they are as advertised.  Overall, I think it's a fashion trend that will fade out.  I don't agree on wearing them, it's not my style.  I don't really have a problem with the people that do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18012279-113150657762428407?l=melaniemg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/feeds/113150657762428407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18012279&amp;postID=113150657762428407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/113150657762428407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/113150657762428407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/2005/11/t-shirt-advertisement.html' title='T-Shirt Advertisement'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02744657110985181736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18012279.post-113086680259518574</id><published>2005-11-01T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:40:02.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Life and Finding Your Solemate</title><content type='html'>College is probably the last place you would want to look for  a potential solemate.  This is because males in college typically are not thinking about marriage or anything else along those lines.  To be honest, most of them just want to "get laid" and move on with it to the next adventure.  But that's stereotypical, and not all men are like that.  I mean, where else would be find guys that are going to go somewhere?  If they're in college than they are headed in the right path.  Plus is includes just about everyone in your age group.  What I have to say to that is to just be careful if your goal is to find a soulmate in college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18012279-113086680259518574?l=melaniemg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/feeds/113086680259518574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18012279&amp;postID=113086680259518574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/113086680259518574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/113086680259518574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/2005/11/college-life-and-finding-your-solemate.html' title='College Life and Finding Your Solemate'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02744657110985181736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18012279.post-112967072515940989</id><published>2005-10-18T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:27:57.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Publishing My Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be completely honest, this is the first time I have ever really used a blogging site!  So I am not sure how I feel about everyone being able to see what I write.  I don't think it will make me any more open than I would be in person because it's easy for me to express myself, I'm an outgoing person.  But as far as people seeing what I have to say...It doesn't bother me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18012279-112967072515940989?l=melaniemg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/feeds/112967072515940989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18012279&amp;postID=112967072515940989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/112967072515940989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18012279/posts/default/112967072515940989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melaniemg.blogspot.com/2005/10/publishing-my-words.html' title='Publishing My Words'/><author><name>Melanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02744657110985181736</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>
