<?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-8770621956752946120</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:55:48.993-05:00</updated><category term='j edward chamberlin'/><category term='odawa'/><category term='2011'/><category term='change'/><category term='growth'/><category term='potowatomi'/><category term='ojibwe'/><category term='Nunavut'/><category term='wiky'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='resolution'/><category term='Aboriginal'/><category term='2012'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Opinion'/><category term='PR'/><category term='people'/><category term='treaty'/><category term='popculture'/><category term='Globe and Mail'/><category term='firstnations'/><category term='Native'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='new year'/><category term='public relations'/><category term='Indigenous'/><category term='NativeAppropriation'/><category term='wikwemikong'/><category term='self improvement'/><category term='canada'/><category term='health'/><category term='musings'/><category term='journalism'/><category term='weight'/><category term='kelly cutrone'/><title type='text'>Soul Child.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-7653234008258015457</id><published>2012-01-08T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:05:26.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='potowatomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wiky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikwemikong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ojibwe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firstnations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='treaty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j edward chamberlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aboriginal'/><title type='text'>Homeless in Their Homeland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 32px;"&gt;In my finalyear of university, one of my classes focused on J. Edward Chamberlin’s, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;If This is Your Land, Where are YourStories? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 32px;"&gt;A synopsis can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/This-Your-Land-Where-Stories/dp/0676974910" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 32px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The title definitely spoke to my experiences and mylife as a whole. I delved into my family history for one of my writingassignments in this class. Learning about my family (particularly from my mother’s side) hasgiven more meaning to my life and I can honestly say that my ancestors walk with meevery day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's the (shortened) piece:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The line,&lt;b&gt; “homeless in their homeland” &lt;/b&gt;illustratesthe reasons of my existence and I wonder if others feel the same way. My familyis my home and they have lived this line throughout their lives. Their experienceas the first people on the land to losing this land and their language has transcendedinto me. Upon exploring their past I have been able to understand my present andthe conflicts I face on a daily basis while attempting to find common ground asa First Nations woman living in a Western society. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;These peopleare my thrice-great grandparents, Samuel Kitchigekek and Cecile Chawanassigekweto my grandparent, Lilian Kitchikekek (Kitchikeg) all hailing from my mother’sside. Each generation has significant importance to me as they have experiencedthemes currently defining my life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 11.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cecile,a Potowatomi from Wisconsin, migrated to Manitloulin Island and became a memberof the South Bay band, where Samuel was from. The band travelled each year toharvest and during a harvest in 1862, a treaty for Manitoulin was instituted.Unfortunately, &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;the band missed thesigning and was not granted any of their land&lt;/b&gt;. My family’s lifestyle was changed,as they had no rights to their land. Having no rights meant they were homelessin their homeland. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 11.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lessthan 100 years later, the same story continued to affect my family. This isseen with my great grandfather, Edward Kitchigekek (1891-1964), &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;who was removed from the South Bay band bythe ‘Indian office’ because he left the reserve to make a living for his family&lt;/b&gt;.Edward left because white settlers were moving onto the band’s land and he couldno longer cut pulpwood, a source of income. He and five other families were beingforced out of their own home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 11.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ina broader perspective, the historic and political changes during this timeaffected my family in the most important way – changing their home and theirlives. Treaty signings were meant to designate land, at the same time, the 1862Manitoulin Island Treaty was meant to take away land. &lt;b&gt;The 1862 treaty precededthe previous treaty of 1836, which designated all of Manitoulin Island asreserve land. &lt;/b&gt;Additionally, this same treaty left no land for the South Bayband as they were missed and thought to have not existed by the Department ofIndian and Northern Affairs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 11.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Over100 years after the 1862 treaty, the Department of Indian and Northern Affairsfinally granted the band land. They were amalgamated with Wikwemikong, anunceded territory of Manitoulin Island. My people could now lead their lives, only in terms of where the government allowed them to do so. In earliertimes, my people could not even live on their own land, they were forced toroam their homelands.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 11.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mygreat-great grandfather, Gabriel Kitchigekek (1856-1929) and grandmother,Lillian Kitchikeg (1932-1970) also brought me to this time and place for twodifferent reasons. Gabriel was known for being &lt;b&gt;a medicine man&lt;/b&gt; and it is remembered by the community that manypeople travelled to see him. Lillian attended residential school at &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;St. Joseph’s Spanish Indian Residential School&lt;/b&gt;where Basil H. Johnston remembers her in his book, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Indian School Days&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gabrieland Lillian are a mirror of the two most important things in my life: cultureand education.&lt;/b&gt; I am not arguing residential school was a positiveexperience, but the themes in their lives, are still prevalent in mine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 11.6pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thethemes of land, language and education are who I am today. I believe thesethemes will continue to not only exist throughout my life, but in the lives ofmy children. &lt;b&gt;At times I try to grab fromeducation to take the place of being away from my land and not being able tospeak the language of my ancestors, but it’s only a fraction of me. &lt;/b&gt;As aresult, at times I feel homeless, but I find comfort in knowing where my homeis, it’s in the survival of my family and my people. It is with this knowledgeof why I have arrived here, that I can now understand where I am going. I amgoing home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-7653234008258015457?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/7653234008258015457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2012/01/homeless-in-their-homeland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7653234008258015457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7653234008258015457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2012/01/homeless-in-their-homeland.html' title='Homeless in Their Homeland'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-8241462995799193657</id><published>2012-01-08T14:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:17:35.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hey 2012.</title><content type='html'>I just want to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today is for today and tomorrow is waiting for you to make today worth it - Me, myself and I.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,&amp;nbsp;I finally have a keyboard! I can actually type and do STUFF - lots of stuff - on my MacBook again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/8770621956752946120-8241462995799193657?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/8241462995799193657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-hey-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/8241462995799193657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/8241462995799193657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-hey-2012.html' title='Oh hey 2012.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-494029478199143563</id><published>2011-12-06T20:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:53:33.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firstnations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aboriginal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATTAWAPISKAT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's it mean to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/8770621956752946120-494029478199143563?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/494029478199143563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/12/attawapiskat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/494029478199143563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/494029478199143563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/12/attawapiskat.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-7600784647713859462</id><published>2011-12-06T20:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:47:52.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Special</title><content type='html'>Adele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amazing female that could take on the world. Now, she's taking on heaven while watching over her family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 years since you were taken away so suddenly, but when I think of those 1,400 and some days, it doesn't seem like that at all. It feels like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you babygirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-7600784647713859462?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/7600784647713859462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7600784647713859462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7600784647713859462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/12/someone-special.html' title='Someone Special'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-1271216917753688718</id><published>2011-11-15T19:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T14:15:05.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>A New Year in T-Minus 6 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? A fellow tweeter posted that, asking if their followers were making plans for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT, I'm still trying to deal with 2011! Is it a lost cause - should I just move on to 2012?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot - and I mean a lot has happened in the last while. I've been MIA moving on with life, and dealing with some self-induced pain (dwelling and over-thinking too things). At the exact time, I feel growth and renewal. It's been a roller coaster for my emotional, physical and mental well-being to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone through a wicked set of emotions, flashbacks, regrets, worries? I've been handling this as best as my little soul can - but it's going to take some time. There are better things ahead for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of personal needs I'm using to get through this time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgive myself for my past mistakes and subsequent regrets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen and be open to what I am supposed to learn each day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continue to take up new activities and living a healthy life (this is one thing I have absolute complete control over)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mind control - improve it and use it - get rid of unhealthy worries and negativity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dream and continue to dream - keep the thirst in my mind alive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk it out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Neech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-1271216917753688718?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/1271216917753688718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-year-in-t-minus-6-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1271216917753688718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1271216917753688718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-year-in-t-minus-6-weeks.html' title='A New Year in T-Minus 6 Weeks'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-3083887395659566022</id><published>2011-10-03T19:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:46:28.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NativeAppropriation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigenous'/><title type='text'>Hand me some TP as in TeePee</title><content type='html'>We all know the Native appropriation craze is alive and well. And it looks like it's here to stay for the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has caught my attention lately though are the Native appropriations that stretch beyond the short-life of fashion. This happens to be&lt;b&gt; teepees. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some of these appropriations are from people who (seem to):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want to pay homage to the romanticized Native American Indian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want to be cool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want to take what they can, use it and then dispose of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across a few of these in the recent weeks and thought I'd share with you all:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkY3Hk9prhc/TopDsvsCZII/AAAAAAAAALc/ZKPn62-INyI/s1600/Picture+6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkY3Hk9prhc/TopDsvsCZII/AAAAAAAAALc/ZKPn62-INyI/s400/Picture+6.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Want to pay homage to the romanticized Native American Indian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blogger is an artist who is going to be living in a teepee for the next 5 weeks. This blogger seems to truly be a optimist-hippy sort of being and then they said this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;93. I used to pretend I was a Native American when I was 8.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;94. I own a tipi now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The teepee also has plywood flooring.. plywood flooring is enchanting, indeed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-py4pe7XRLP4/TopE736HqPI/AAAAAAAAALg/vHR-e-sFoD4/s1600/Picture+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-py4pe7XRLP4/TopE736HqPI/AAAAAAAAALg/vHR-e-sFoD4/s320/Picture+8.png" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;Want to be cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blogger moved to California and &lt;i&gt;decided (?)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to live in a teepee (&lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;on a&amp;nbsp;short term basis though) and has posted a photo of themselves in the teepee, photos of the teepees and a list of things they've learned while in a teepee. They also quote that they live in a teepee in their Twitter bio and the reaction they receive when they tell people. All I can say is that it's good you've learned something from the totally-way-cool teepees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wR0iA9IxBs/TopGeGAV9YI/AAAAAAAAALk/CifYIEQ0HD4/s1600/Picture+9.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8wR0iA9IxBs/TopGeGAV9YI/AAAAAAAAALk/CifYIEQ0HD4/s320/Picture+9.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Want to take what they can, use it and then dispose of it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the most brutalist type of all, in my opinion. I found this photo from a fellow tweeter. So thank you. She says, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;This teepee is facing south and was put up by drunken white males....How disrespectful can you get!!! SERIOUSLY".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I felt disgusted when I saw this photo, even without the caption provided. But to have a teepee facing the south, really? Teepees customarily face the east for several reasons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover, apparently the teepee is too &lt;i&gt;teepee-ish&lt;/i&gt; for these men as they have the shade canopy. The shade canopy adds insult to injury because the teepee merely becomes a token (although I'd much rather have them drinking infinite yards away from the teepee).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But what can I say?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live in a high rise apartment in the downtown core of a large city. I guess I am culturally appropriating the Western culture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I made a choice not to post their names or blogs. However, I thought to myself, it seems pretty rude to rant about their doings where I could be educating them instead. On the flip-side, they shared their thoughts and choices with the public domain, and so shall I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neech.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/8770621956752946120-3083887395659566022?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/3083887395659566022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/10/hand-me-some-tp-as-in-teepee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/3083887395659566022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/3083887395659566022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/10/hand-me-some-tp-as-in-teepee.html' title='Hand me some TP as in TeePee'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkY3Hk9prhc/TopDsvsCZII/AAAAAAAAALc/ZKPn62-INyI/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-7764337211198637711</id><published>2011-09-26T17:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:39:12.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NativeAppropriation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popculture'/><title type='text'>What Do You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you see this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8npiAuu0R90/ToDunJk_yPI/AAAAAAAAALU/bAmDnwYV1gk/s1600/IMG_1219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8npiAuu0R90/ToDunJk_yPI/AAAAAAAAALU/bAmDnwYV1gk/s400/IMG_1219.JPG" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Over Labour Day weekend I went out to the Kawartha Lakes to spend the weekend with my partner and his friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what greeted us at the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't guess what's in his hands? A pile of sushi? Firecrackers? Licorice? &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's cigars.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-7764337211198637711?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/7764337211198637711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-do-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7764337211198637711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7764337211198637711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-do-you-do.html' title='What Do You Do?'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8npiAuu0R90/ToDunJk_yPI/AAAAAAAAALU/bAmDnwYV1gk/s72-c/IMG_1219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-2789723771536615662</id><published>2011-09-25T12:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:41:46.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sioux Lookout &amp; Thunder Bay</title><content type='html'>I wasn't blogging between my purse search and now because I recently traveled up north (Thunder Bay and Sioux Lookout) for work. I normally don't talk about what I do, especially work, until after I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The trip was amazing, perception-changing and exactly what I needed.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EcOKjqWvsVY/Tn9P1QzkMPI/AAAAAAAAALM/t-vygG61gIQ/s1600/IMG_1395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="56" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EcOKjqWvsVY/Tn9P1QzkMPI/AAAAAAAAALM/t-vygG61gIQ/s320/IMG_1395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for the work I am involved in and what I've been able to work on and who I have been working with. I love my job and because I love it so much, I will keep it for as long as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that people can benefit from being placed into a situation that is not the norm for them, take us out of daily routines and/or shows us just how much is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VukA1Bk5q5U/Tn9QHrhOlGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_MBAx3XS3es/s1600/IMG_1488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VukA1Bk5q5U/Tn9QHrhOlGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/_MBAx3XS3es/s320/IMG_1488.JPG" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-2789723771536615662?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/2789723771536615662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-wasnt-blogging-between-my-purse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/2789723771536615662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/2789723771536615662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-wasnt-blogging-between-my-purse.html' title='Sioux Lookout &amp; Thunder Bay'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EcOKjqWvsVY/Tn9P1QzkMPI/AAAAAAAAALM/t-vygG61gIQ/s72-c/IMG_1395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-6679626913693173918</id><published>2011-09-25T11:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:01:33.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up mid-morning, later than I have been able to since I can remember. I woke up without an agenda. I woke up feeling refreshed, without a roaring alarm clock by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It felt great.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y'know how I said I was on the way to change, yesterday I took a jaunt to the local bookstore and literally &lt;i&gt;found&lt;/i&gt; a book and more so the title of the book, that was and is something I need in my life. I'm not going to reveal the title or set any expectations I want from reading it. I'm just going to read it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;And no, it wasn't in the self-help section.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-6679626913693173918?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/6679626913693173918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-woke-up-mid-morning-later-than-i-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/6679626913693173918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/6679626913693173918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-woke-up-mid-morning-later-than-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-7932263177420734509</id><published>2011-09-18T12:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:55:38.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fashion or Fail Fashion...?</title><content type='html'>I recently sent my most used purse for repair. I won't have it back in my hands for 6-8 weeks and I'm pretty sure it's only been 2 weeks since I've sent it out... So, I need something in the interim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's a new season - it a good time for a new purse (or two). I tend to purchase a nice purse and an every day purse that takes the wear and tear of my life. I'm honestly at a loss for where to start, but I know I need a purse  that is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Large&lt;br /&gt;2. Fall colours, including a deep palette of other colours (i.e. purple, blue)&lt;br /&gt;3. Can be worn as a cross-body or shoulder purse&lt;br /&gt;4. Will match a beige fall coat and red winter coat&lt;br /&gt;5. Not a purse bombarded with a logo or too much print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't purchased a Native inspired print.. it feels weird, honestly. I mean why am I buying a Native inspired piece when I can just buy Native. That's like buying a Coach inspired purse, just buy Coach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time again, time to shop... The time I dislike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-7932263177420734509?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/7932263177420734509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-fashion-or-fail-fashion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7932263177420734509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7932263177420734509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-fashion-or-fail-fashion.html' title='Fall Fashion or Fail Fashion...?'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-2765462856753476973</id><published>2011-09-18T00:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T00:15:58.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Try</title><content type='html'>I was given some long due teachings and I have had a hard time following them... but I am trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Let go of the events that happened in the past - take the teachings and move on&lt;br /&gt;2. Ask for guidance and what I am supposed to learn today&lt;br /&gt;3. I need to start doing things on my own as I enter into a new phase of my life&lt;br /&gt;4. Saying and doing are two completely different things  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words have transcended a new thinking pattern, perception and outlook in my life. I am trying to keep these teachings at the forefront of my mind. I am making small, yet importance steps. I just have to keep going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These teachings are of the utmost importance because the stress I have caused myself was physically hurting me and I had no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to.. Get Real and Get Going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-2765462856753476973?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/2765462856753476973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/2765462856753476973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/2765462856753476973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-try.html' title='I Try'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-3788276238403332932</id><published>2011-09-15T21:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:39:07.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These Missing Women... &amp; CBC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfmtfBc-Gis/ToDv45OCrRI/AAAAAAAAALY/l_tRJjuUsFY/s1600/4589464887_0465c68d29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfmtfBc-Gis/ToDv45OCrRI/AAAAAAAAALY/l_tRJjuUsFY/s320/4589464887_0465c68d29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read an article on CBC,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/british-columbia/story/2011/09/14/bc-missing-women-forums.html"&gt; "B.C. forums call for Highway of Tears Amber Alert."&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The comments were appalling, yet not surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highway of tears rests in British Columbia (Hwy 16) and is ~700 km of highway where many women have gone missing or have been found murdered... and they continue to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comment No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children reported missing in Canada in 2005(last found information) 66,548 - average of 182 per day.&lt;br /&gt;With 182 Amber alerts a day how long before they become like car alarms -&lt;u&gt; totally ignored?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person's reported missing in U.S.A. average 2,300 per day.&lt;/blockquote&gt;While there are women missing and let's say a certain number of Amber Alerts were released for the missing women (let's go with 182), does it matter that for every Amber Alert issued, 182 individuals are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; missing? I would hope so. I would like to think it does matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, although 182 children are reported missing each day and many of us have become accustomed to recognize and ignore a car alarm (as noted), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what kind of alert will raise an alarm&lt;/span&gt;? With the number of missing women, apparently too much to call attention to, can we not do anything?  Or shall we take comfort in knowing that 2,300 people are reported missing each day in the US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: Guidelines are set for Amber Alerts and the amount issued in an effort to highlight their importance.  I am not reviewing Amber Alert guidelines, they have proven to be successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comment No. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m sorry, but anyone who hitchhikes, takes rides from strangers, or hangs out in the Downtown East Side&lt;u&gt; is just asking for serious trouble.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for your losses, but &lt;u&gt;these people need to take responsibility for their actions&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commenter No. 2, I am asking that you take responsibility for your actions. Anyone who comments on another person's lifestyle, needs to take into consideration where they themselves are coming from. What is your life like? I gather you don't hitchhike, take rides from strangers or hang out in the Downtown East Side and&lt;i&gt; good for you&lt;/i&gt;, you are making a difference in the world. You are not adding yourself to the plethora of people who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; asking to be murdered and stolen (or as you call it, "asking for serious trouble"). Actually, what gives me the authority to speak to your words of wisdom? Nothing... But, I had to call you out. Please, let us not only blame the victim here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comment No. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot even begin to count the number of young first nations we see hitchhiking from one end of west highway 16 to the other, and I am sure anyone who knows this stretch of road will agree.&lt;br /&gt;It never changes,they are always there, and indeed a large number of them are younger girls and even some a bit older.&lt;br /&gt;Females actually seem to out number the males that we see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Is it not obvious that the message is not getting through?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;How about we ask why would someone take (and sometimes kill) a woman instead of blaming the victim yet again? Maybe... just maybe if we supported these families in searching for their lost loved ones, a message would get through to their captures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to point out that although some of the missing women from the Highway of Tears do not completely fulfill Amber Alert requirements, can we remember these same &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;women are still missing&lt;/span&gt; regardless of the 'right' alert to be issued?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect these families because they have not given up hope and are still trying to find their loved ones. They have the willingness to speak up and do something, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so what are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-3788276238403332932?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/3788276238403332932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/these-missing-women-cbc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/3788276238403332932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/3788276238403332932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/these-missing-women-cbc.html' title='These Missing Women... &amp; CBC'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfmtfBc-Gis/ToDv45OCrRI/AAAAAAAAALY/l_tRJjuUsFY/s72-c/4589464887_0465c68d29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-124254513626777601</id><published>2011-09-14T22:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:45:52.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy is What Healthy Does</title><content type='html'>So... on my first day of health choices, I ate one Kit-Kat bar, had a mini can of Coke and a bowl of Smart Popcorn mixed with Spicy Chili Doritos. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after the fact, I came across &lt;a href="http://www.hsph.harvard.edu/nutritionsource/"&gt;The Nutrition Source&lt;/a&gt; from the Harvard School of Public Health. I'm up for just about anything that will assist me in becoming healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, I took the stairs up to my apartment... and yes, my apartment is on a doubled-number floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do better and I am doing better because yesterday I took the stairs, so take that Kit-Kat bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-124254513626777601?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/124254513626777601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/healthy-is-what-healthy-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/124254513626777601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/124254513626777601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/healthy-is-what-healthy-does.html' title='Healthy is What Healthy Does'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-5450135469031995918</id><published>2011-09-13T17:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T17:51:52.898-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>This Time It's Real... and Raw, but Only Brief.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The issue:&lt;/span&gt; Feeling frighteningly fat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a skinny chick - I never was. I was teased, poked fun of and never felt 100% satisfied with my reflection in the mirror. However, I found loopholes on how to fake the sight of an acceptable size. And now, there is no loophole or way to hide.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; (DUN DUN DUN...!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Background:&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I can remember, I was enrolled in weekend or after school activities from figure skating, gymnastics, boxing, to karate. None of these lasted throughout the years and at times I wish they had. Of course, there is no barrier against me joining again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout most years, I was the butch girl who was part of the 'cool' crowd, but not 100% cool because of my weight. I feel my weight caused me to put up a front and unfortunately that front was an insecure mean girl. I'm naturally an introvert and a little shy, which didn't help the case. When I would think about forgetting my weight issues and just 'going with the flow', I would be reminded of big-loud-and-in-your-face girls who others and myself judged (don't get me started on this stereotype).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time I was most happy with my weight was in highschool (gr. 11/12) and in university (1st year) because by then, being 'thick' was in, albeit everyone around me was blond and skinny. I ventured down south and fancied the guys who liked 'exotic' and thick females. In my mind, I was just a hefty girl from the rez who could like many other Native girls, pass for Filipino, Spanish, or some other light skinned race. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I entered into a full time relationship with a man who I am still with today, we've been together for about 4 years now (I think... we never put an official date..opps!). This man is extremely fit. He works out, plays recreational soccer and drinks protein shakes. He's only missing the Tanning from GTL'ing, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year and each year prior I have continuously thought: "I wish I was the same weight as least year. My weight wasn't bad if I think about it. I only needed to tone up". I have myself to look to when it comes to the weight I've gained. It wasn't the pop, chips or lack of exercise that made me overweight; it was my choice not to eat healthy or continue workouts I started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I am also the product of several diets or exercises that have not worked, but probably could have if I only stuck to it! For example, Turbo Jam, P90X, 10 Minute Trainer (all of which are from the same company), Weight Watchers (never actually started that one!), and a diet pill (I know, not the greatest idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Current Situation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently graduated, started a full-time job and moved out on my own in a new city. The perfect conditions for change, right? WRONG. The current condition is all in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a traditional healer who reminded me to think about today. I have an affection and seemingly need to cause myself stress based on worrying about 'what if...' and 'what could have....'.  Tomorrow does not exist and yesterday is gone, I need only to take the teachings of yesterday with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Recommendations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am calling out myself &amp; my insecurities to say &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I will do something today to improve and benefit my wellbeing and over all health."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I will make at least one health (not healthy) choice, whether it be the food I consume or the activities I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I will tell myself and remind myself that I am amazing the way I am and that I can only improve upon the positive foundation I already have. The reason? I know I can exist and be happy today as I am, but I could be healthier, happier and all for the better... so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give myself the OK take it day by day, but to remind myself it's worth it if I work at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must write in a journal at least 3x a week about how I'm feeling. Health isn't just physical, it's holistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;More to come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PS. I know it has been a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-5450135469031995918?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/5450135469031995918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-time-its-real-and-raw-but-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/5450135469031995918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/5450135469031995918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-time-its-real-and-raw-but-only.html' title='This Time It&apos;s Real... and Raw, but Only Brief.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-4157114336388595652</id><published>2011-07-05T18:38:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:58:30.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NativeAppropriation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigenous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popculture'/><title type='text'>You Win Some, You Completely Lose Some: An Interview with Cultural Appropriation-ers</title><content type='html'>What's up cultural appropriation-ers! How you doin', feeling good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, a question for our audience: have you heard of cultural appropriation? For those of you who haven't...&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dH6zX5qY24/ThOdjFDg97I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2XHB4JdffPM/s320/tumblr_lnutqcLjKi1qfwce6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626013585493784498" /&gt; Let's get started with a simple definition: cultural appropriation is the adoption of some specific elements of one culture by a different cultural group. I would like to add, it is often rooted in little to no education/knowledge and respect of cultural elements and/or a culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get going with our interview picture and plus, it may help to really nail this home: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2AJX4wercA/ThOWvXG98pI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_iPSJgoHy0s/s320/tumblr_lnunheTa3f1qcas93o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626006099917140626" /&gt; (Almost any picture can be used in lieu of the above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:italic;"&gt;The Interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q1) So, what does this picture make you feel like? Good? Special? In-the-know of fashion and pop culture? Creative?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer from the young wannabe and/or hipster:&lt;/u&gt; Um, well, like, my friends all have one and it's fun to party in, I don't even remember this picture being taken (laughs). But, this is what Natives used to do right, I mean well not all the time, but they did it... didn't they? You should see the video of us doing the Native warrior call with it, but then my friend passes out in the video.. so maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Q2) Do you know what this is, where it came from and why it is important to their culture?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer:&lt;/u&gt; Who's culture? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sub Q2) Native American culture...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer from the person who is too cool for school, yet &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; too cool to be like everyone else:&lt;/u&gt; You mean Indians? It's their costume, and it's better than being naked all day. I don't care, I just wear it for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q3) How would you feel is people started to wear Scottish kilts out shopping and partying (in North America)? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer from the person who only wears non-offensive cultural appropriation 'stuff':&lt;/u&gt; I'd laugh, who would wear a kilt?! I mean really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sub Q3) Well, what about the Pope's mitre hat? You know, the one that is simliar to a chess piece. It is a religious appropriation, but still. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Answer from the person who just wants to be accepted:&lt;/u&gt; That would be really mean and cruel, and plus it would kind of be weird, you know? Why would you wear something like that, that's just mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;End of The Interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I thought Natives/Indians/Indigenous People/Aboriginal People and whatever else is out there were making headway - but, before I get all sappy, we are! It's just a shame we are being posterized, manipulated and mocked in the worst of ways. And that some of these ways receive more attention than the the 'authentic' Native American 'stuff'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here with my moccasins on blogging, I wonder, who else is wearing moccasins out there and why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: A sarcastic, yet real post (I'm hoping). All answers from 'The Interview' are either taken from overheard conversations and taken from blogs, or completely made up. But, both come with a twist of parody and a pinch of hyperbole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-4157114336388595652?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/4157114336388595652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-win-some-you-completely-lose-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/4157114336388595652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/4157114336388595652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-win-some-you-completely-lose-some.html' title='You Win Some, You Completely Lose Some: An Interview with Cultural Appropriation-ers'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9dH6zX5qY24/ThOdjFDg97I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2XHB4JdffPM/s72-c/tumblr_lnutqcLjKi1qfwce6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-4234129735052822047</id><published>2011-06-29T20:31:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:28:13.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NativeAppropriation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigenous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native'/><title type='text'>Indian This, Indian That.</title><content type='html'>Like many other blogs and articles have said, native appropriations are the in thing, especially for fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan - especially with the recent Coachella 2011 event where it looked like a knock-off pow wow (bad joke?). Anyways, I've seen too many 'war bonnets' made in China and dyed synthetic feathers and tacky pony beads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw Lucy Hale in the season premier of Pretty Little Liars:&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hiv4t6k_Ug/TgvN9zje8vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qZ1XLpeRDDc/s400/Picture%2B8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623815021396947698" /&gt;I love these earrings because well, they look the most 'Native' to me and the work is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple Google search found my answer as to who sold these:&lt;a href="http://thewhitetelephone.com/product.php?id_product=99"&gt; The White Telephone&lt;/a&gt; (hah!) which appears to sell jewelry overseas from various designers, and our lucky designer is &lt;a href="http://www.jacquieaiche.com"&gt;Jacquie Aiche. &lt;/a&gt; Aiche is from California and makes super cute jewelry and from her bio, she is Egyptian (from her father) and her mother is Native American (yay, handcrafted Native jewelry!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earrings ran for $100.00, which isn't too steep as I've seen these at pow wows for only $20.00-$30.00 cheaper. The other earrings by Aiche are sold for $90.00 (she hand makes them all), but I've seen these for $40.00, I won't make any accusations against her pricing as the time, material and prices for S&amp;H can all add up! But here they are..&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9rB7kodr_8/TgvM8-91BLI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pO4l_oA4hKA/s320/Picture%2B7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623813907768738994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share her work and the fact the earrings were worn by Hale throughout the entire season premiere (Go #NativeAwesome!) - I'd rather see this type of fashion out there than what many of us are familiar with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Neech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-4234129735052822047?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/4234129735052822047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/indian-this-indian-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/4234129735052822047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/4234129735052822047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/indian-this-indian-that.html' title='Indian This, Indian That.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hiv4t6k_Ug/TgvN9zje8vI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qZ1XLpeRDDc/s72-c/Picture%2B8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-1358511270961160373</id><published>2011-06-27T20:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T23:09:44.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVwOco3vh9Q/TgkjzUYNcAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/46LuRAb4zUo/s320/Picture%2B4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623064974299328514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A post for all the Cancers out there.  Today, I successfully completed another year in my life. Today I continued day 7,666 of my continuous evolvement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year topped the last and I am more than thankful and grateful to the Creator for giving me the experiences that taught me who I am, who I will become, who I will not be and where I need to go and grow in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important and most recent milestones was my convocation from university. People have asked me if I miss university - and frankly, I've evolved so much in the 4 short years and seem to be past that lifestyle, that I don't miss it. What does that mean? I've made plenty of learning hurdles and made a lot of smart decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to keep going, although right now, it seems I'm going a bit slow. To keep me going, I'm reading Paul Arden's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Whatever You Think, Think the Opposite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D6uo1zNLDTI/TglF1eThYDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sA--qVTDVNs/s320/zmzw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623102394719100978" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it short, cheers Cancers and fellow graduates! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-1358511270961160373?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/1358511270961160373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/today-is-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1358511270961160373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1358511270961160373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/today-is-day.html' title='Today is The Day'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVwOco3vh9Q/TgkjzUYNcAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/46LuRAb4zUo/s72-c/Picture%2B4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-4559511866675824112</id><published>2011-06-15T19:28:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T21:03:39.317-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigenous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nunavut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Globe and Mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aboriginal'/><title type='text'>The Trials of Nunavut: Part I</title><content type='html'>Part I of my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/trials-of-nunavut-introduction.html"&gt;questioning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trials of Nunavut&lt;/span&gt; is based on an article by Augie Fleras, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Media, Minorities and Multiculturalism &lt;/span&gt;. In all honesty, the &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/nunavut/is-nunavut-a-failure-of-canadian-nation-building/article1967032/?from=sec13546"&gt;Nunavut piece&lt;/a&gt; fits with Fleras' article like a case study! (Unfortunately, I received the article in a course pack and searched it on Google, but cannot find the publication date and page numbers to cite.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpHD8ncogoM/TflTgD-f7dI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OV0r6YfdgwM/s320/Picture%2B2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618613820409769426" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/nunavut/portraits-of-nunavut/article1908277/?from=1963420"&gt;(Peter Power/THE GLOBE AND MAIL)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleras' article covers various points, one of which I think is extremely important: racist media vs. media racism(!), why media continue to misrepresent Aboriginal peoples as invisible, stereotyped, problematized, white-washed and miniaturized, and so on. He discusses &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6 points on the portrayal of Aboriginal people in the media&lt;/span&gt;, which I focus on and highlight. So, here we go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:underlined;"&gt;Aboriginal people are portrayed as: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(1) Pure, innocement, mindlessly ecological, vulnerable, and, like children, in need of gov't protection. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pure? Not so much in this article, but innocent &amp; infantile definitely apply. "Inukstah" is a young man in and out of jail and White (G&amp;M author) explains Inukstah's reaction as someone who smiled and looked bashfully at his jail sandals when asked if he gave the guards a hard time. The reason for all the youth in jail? The interviewed Supt.'s response is that the youth have limited options and when that is mixed with alcohol, it creates problems. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conclusion?&lt;/span&gt; Readers are left with the idea that Aboriginals don't know any better (infantile) and need help (from the government, i.e. police). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(2) Violent and threatening savages and in need of government contro&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(probably my favourite) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn that Nunavut is struggling on all levels to meet the basic needs of its people. For example, 7/10 preschoolers grow up in houses without adequate food. It also &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ranks last&lt;/span&gt; in virtually &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;every measure&lt;/span&gt;: education, general health, substance abuse, employment, income &amp; housing. &lt;br /&gt;     The article asks/infers: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;With this kind of havoc and hardship, it's hard not to conclude that Nunavut is a failing state – that the bold experiment in domestic nation-building Canada launched in 1999 has gone deeply wrong. Is it at risk of becoming our own Haiti of the Arctic Circle, or can something be done to reverse the damage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why are we comparing Nunavut to Haiti? Sure it may give some reads perspective on the situation, but may it be about the idea that Nunavut is basically a separate state of Canada due to it's geological make up? Nunavut's government is also comprised of 80-85% (article stat) Inuit to reflect the ethnic identity of the territory - similar to the idea of a self-governing state, anyone? Since it's a "failing state", moveover an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ethnic failing state&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt; is that minorities cannot govern themselves and need the Canadian (majority White) government to help them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto a widely discussed topic:&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; self governance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleras notes that a recurrent image that defines Aboriginal people is they are: "a threat to Canada's territorial integrity or national interests" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article can be related to the idea that Aboriginal people cannot govern themselves and can reinforces the idea it is not something to be supported. In addition, an article posted a day before this series was more of a 'profile' on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tom Molloy&lt;/span&gt;, titled "The Man Who's Reshaping our Home and Native Land". Molloy is described as one of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;most influential Canadians&lt;/span&gt;, widely due to his background and experience as a negotiator for Aboriginals (and non) for treaties and land claims. He was also one of the key personnel for the creation of Nunavut (G&amp;M statement). Finally, the article ends of by stating that Molloy was recently hired for "talks" with the issue of Caledonia. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two Q's:&lt;/span&gt; (1) Is the article alluding to the idea that Aboriginal people need the government, or a spokesperson for them because they cannot govern themselves and (2) Would giving the 'Indians' the right to their land claim in Caledonia ultimately be a step back for Canada because they would not be able to manage it? (*AGAIN, I repeat, I'm merely inferring and questioning the media - this is not a personal attack on Molloy or on Caledonia*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(3) &lt;/span&gt;Back to Nunavut: the low-income, substance abuse, high incarceration, etc. stats given relate to Fleras' points of representation that Aboriginal people can be seen as&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; "a risk to Canada's social order" and are a "an economic liability" &lt;/span&gt;(no p. numbers)!  Conclusion? Aboriginal people are taking away and abusing hard-earned tax dollars from Canadians, as is with most media narratives about Aboriginal people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the G&amp;M article was 'uncovering' a social justice issue of interest, espcially to me as I enjoyed the layout and depth of the article, I've made inferences as to how the media ultimately reinforces the framing of minorities. This reinforcement is not only perpetuated in the media, but also by audiences of the media. Many of us receive our ideas and beliefs about the world from the mainstream news (check any public opinion poll from the Canadian Opinion Research Archives or Environics!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with a comment on the article:&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azyjLVHRiK0/TflS4yi-lAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BCdGqhQLtQU/s400/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618613145716036610" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-4559511866675824112?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/4559511866675824112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/trials-of-nunavut-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/4559511866675824112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/4559511866675824112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/trials-of-nunavut-part-i.html' title='The Trials of Nunavut: Part I'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpHD8ncogoM/TflTgD-f7dI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OV0r6YfdgwM/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-3788439793704750022</id><published>2011-06-14T17:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T19:21:07.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trials of Nunavut: Introduction</title><content type='html'>I was in a media studies class, which focused on power relations in media &amp; understanding media structures to determine why certain content is produced. Our exams were built around critiquing a media piece and applying the tools we learned to make our own conclusions and suggestions. I decided to write about a piece from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Globe and Mail: The Trials of Nunavut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found about the piece a week before my exam and it had come at the perfect time, so I began....  and I'd like to share my 'findings' on the article. Overall, The Trials of Nunavut gathered positive responses and from Canadians, although a lot were about first hand accounts or praising the G&amp;M for such an article. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piece I wrote was 12 pages long - my poor hand!  I'll share my thoughts on the Trials of Nunavut with sections from my exam essay throughout this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: the conclusions I make and suggest are my attempt of using a media studies perspective. I will imply many many 'things' that are ultimately, questions to and of the media.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piece was published in April 2011 and can be found &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/nunavut/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-3788439793704750022?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/3788439793704750022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/trials-of-nunavut-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/3788439793704750022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/3788439793704750022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/trials-of-nunavut-introduction.html' title='The Trials of Nunavut: Introduction'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-2291297993327270856</id><published>2011-06-13T17:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:47:27.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journalism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='public relations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR'/><title type='text'>I've got good grammer.</title><content type='html'>I will be graduating next Wednesday with a double honours in Journalism and Contemporary Studies with options in Public Relations and Media Studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first year of university I had to buy the Canadian Press Stylebook (then 14th ed.) for my class. I now recommend this stylebook to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tFRzxFJKJk/TfaEfH6thHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Dpv022xE43E/s320/STYLEBOOK_16ED_COVER.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617823255427384434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the 14th edition and it has saved my ass time after time and is useful in all avenues of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The information is geared towards media professionals, but can also be a tool for understanding the media. So, whether you're a blogger, an executive or someone who wants to have a better writing style, this book is for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-2291297993327270856?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/2291297993327270856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/ive-got-good-grammer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/2291297993327270856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/2291297993327270856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/ive-got-good-grammer.html' title='I&apos;ve got good grammer.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tFRzxFJKJk/TfaEfH6thHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Dpv022xE43E/s72-c/STYLEBOOK_16ED_COVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-659349443344766847</id><published>2011-06-12T19:10:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:28:39.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly cutrone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>The People in This Room... And in That Room.</title><content type='html'>I have been over a lot of learning hurdles (aka mistakes) regarding relationships, whether it be with an acquaintance, friend, partner, stranger, roommate, etc., and these were some of the best and hardest hurdles I've had to get over. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(NOTE: I plan on being a little more open with my writing and unfortunately for me, it means doing something I never do - open up about my thoughts, feelings and ideas. This will take time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We have all been able to meet someone in our life who has moved, touched, inspired, enraged, and even hurt us. This is the beauty of life and here are some of the people I've been able to meet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A stranger on an airplane&lt;/span&gt; (when I was 14) who I don't remember a thing of what we spoke of, but we talked. I have social anxiety and I've let it affect me for many years. This was my first plane ride and I talked with this man for the duration of the plane ride partly because I was excited to be on a plane, I didn't know how to kindly stop talking (and listen to my mp3 player) and thirdly, I was genuinely interested in this man who was flying back to see his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A person who I feel lucky to have called my best friend&lt;/span&gt; who I miss every day. Adele. Her thirst and fierce way of living was something I looked up to and still do. Y'know when you hear someone say, 'I think of them everyday'? I never believed or thought it was true. I was proved wrong - both a blessing and a curse - Adele crosses my mind at least once a day. I'm thankful I can still remember how I looked up to her and truly enjoyed being friends with her. Adele was popular, caring, open, loud, honest, blunt, wonderful, daring and someone who was always dreaming and going after that dream. I am thankful to have met her and shared moments with her while she walked this earth. When you meet someone who is fierce, honest and caring - take note of how they carry themselves, especially if you want to be fierce and be real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A person who I don't care for&lt;/span&gt;, actually two people.  I will not delve into the details of why I don't care for them, but they both taught me something. I liked them both and was attracted to their big personalities, but quickly realized they were not the people for me. I successfully cut one out of my life with no major ramifications (besides a text stating why I was such a bitch) and the other, not so successful, but they are not in my life and that is what I am thankful for. You will meet someone who is not the person for you and that is something to be valued. It's OK to reflect on that encounter (rather than simply rid of them and try to eliminate any thoughts of them) because it teaches you about who you don't want to be and who you want in your life. These two individuals inspired me to be more open with my thoughts and feelings, but not with them and for that, I have respect for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wos36VegydA/TfVdbLSsp5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kkXAVX3La-0/s320/KellyCutroneBookSigning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617498831683626898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A person who I [had previously] never met, but felt like I could connect with&lt;/span&gt;. Her name is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kelly Cutrone&lt;/span&gt; and I've looked up to since I watched her on MTV (The Hills) several years ago. For those of you who have heard or even seen her do her thing, you'll either like her or you won't. She is inspiring, loving and most importantly, real. She came to Toronto for a book signing, for her second book Normal Gets You Nowhere and I made it my goal to meet her. My mom who recently had hip surgery and is slowly beginning to walk made the trek down to the Eaton Centre and waited for me in line for me (by the way, my mom is one of the most amazing persons in life who you should meet). My mom became an admirer of Kelly after reading a few passages from her first book, If You Have to Cry, Go Outside. I ran to the Eaton Centre after work, and was so anxious to listen to Kelly's words of wisdom. When she arrived and barely made it through her opening, I began to tear up and then cry. Luckily, I was front row so no one could see me. I managed to calm myself down, but began to cry.... AGAIN. She is so inspiring and if you have the chance to see someone who is so powerful and real in person, you too I believe, will feel and act the same. When it came time to finally meet her, I could barely talk, so much that my mom had to speak with her. Kelly &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; Kelly and I appreciate the fact that she can be who she is - in all facets of her life and be so daring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it, some of the people who I have met - who have you met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect song to listen to while writing this blog is That's Life by Frank Sinatra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-659349443344766847?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/659349443344766847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/people-in-this-room-and-in-that-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/659349443344766847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/659349443344766847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/people-in-this-room-and-in-that-room.html' title='The People in This Room... And in That Room.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wos36VegydA/TfVdbLSsp5I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kkXAVX3La-0/s72-c/KellyCutroneBookSigning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-8526318516358546882</id><published>2011-06-12T19:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:10:57.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Explanation.</title><content type='html'>Before I start posting like nothing happened (ahem), I want to acknowledge the fact that when I said I was back, I meant, that I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's all cleared up, I'd like to mention I've deleted 90% of my posts because I am starting fresh. There are a few reasons that I will share briefly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a several transitions in my life: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I removed many individuals who were not a part of my No Matter What Club (Thanks, Kelly Cutrone!) &lt;br /&gt;- I moved to Toronto, ON&lt;br /&gt;- I'm starting to BUILD (not find) who I am and who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;- I will be... continuing to evolve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now, back to regular programing. Maybe an overload of posts over the next few days)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-8526318516358546882?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/8526318516358546882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/explanation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/8526318516358546882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/8526318516358546882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/06/explanation.html' title='An Explanation.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-5904773852975782876</id><published>2011-01-08T17:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T17:18:01.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year?</title><content type='html'>I've done the dirtiest deed you can do in the blogosphere. I stopped blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But I'm back?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in Resolutions, heck I don't even remember my 2010 resolution. I guess it gives some guidance for one though, perhaps that's why I'm feeling a little lost right now... or because I'm graduating THIS SEMESTER. Yeah.... I think that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-5904773852975782876?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/5904773852975782876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/5904773852975782876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/5904773852975782876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year?'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-6199232270456217040</id><published>2010-04-16T11:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:56:35.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 548px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4524026133_ca3b1c74f1_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-6199232270456217040?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/6199232270456217040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/04/kc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/6199232270456217040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/6199232270456217040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/04/kc.html' title='KC.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-1918882797512071717</id><published>2010-03-21T20:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:24:42.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The September issue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2589768841_85f8f1e536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2589768841_85f8f1e536.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have already posted about how great this film is but I must post about it again;&lt;div&gt;the soundtrack to this film is superb too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a big fan of a few of the tracks on it, especially Ladytron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destroy everything you touch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770621956752946120-1918882797512071717?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/1918882797512071717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/03/september-issue_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1918882797512071717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1918882797512071717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/03/september-issue_21.html' title='The September issue.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2589768841_85f8f1e536_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-406480613758517223</id><published>2010-03-01T21:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:11:19.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;A lost people. &lt;br /&gt;Does the world know this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading: The White Man's Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8770621956752946120-406480613758517223?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/406480613758517223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/03/book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/406480613758517223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/406480613758517223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/03/book.html' title='Book.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-7557460103706358229</id><published>2010-02-28T22:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:17:39.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burst of Inspiration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S4slwO1a0vI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BlVrHGKCwNE/s320/Photo+338.jp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;Honestly, such a great buy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11;"&gt; cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"When it can't be done, do it. If you don't do it. It doesn't exist."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"We don't see things as they are. We see them as we are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"It is better to fail in originality, than succeed in imitation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8770621956752946120-7557460103706358229?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/7557460103706358229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-you-cant-make-it-on-your-own.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7557460103706358229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/7557460103706358229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-you-cant-make-it-on-your-own.html' title='Burst of Inspiration.'/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S4slwO1a0vI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BlVrHGKCwNE/s72-c/Photo+338.jp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770621956752946120.post-1293039424871145445</id><published>2010-02-28T21:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:17:24.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11;"&gt;Tough, you think you've got the stuff&lt;br /&gt;you're telling me and anyone&lt;br /&gt;you're hard enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to always be right&lt;br /&gt;let me take some of the punches&lt;br /&gt;for you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me now&lt;br /&gt;i need to let you know&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to go it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's you when I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;and it's you when I don't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you can't make it on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fight all the time&lt;br /&gt;you and I...that's alright&lt;br /&gt;we're the same soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are we now?&lt;br /&gt;i've got to let you know&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me here alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can't make it on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&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/8770621956752946120-1293039424871145445?l=missneechsquared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/feeds/1293039424871145445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/02/burst-of-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1293039424871145445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770621956752946120/posts/default/1293039424871145445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missneechsquared.blogspot.com/2010/02/burst-of-inspiration.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia Rose</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ba25wDSH6PM/S42rvcTmcPI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wca8CK6SNnU/S220/Wonderland+034.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
