<?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-2865238820208405525</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:54:41.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstitious</title><subtitle type='html'>Its a little something like my life, and what I do to enjoy such a terrible point in time. It is something that will make even the worst day just a little bit better.
enjoi</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-8957977802135634652</id><published>2010-08-03T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:14:13.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/TFgyCJCc9FI/AAAAAAAAAkU/NPqIMRg4Two/s1600/04-20-2010+038-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/TFgyCJCc9FI/AAAAAAAAAkU/NPqIMRg4Two/s320/04-20-2010+038-.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I haven't posted in a while lets get a little up to date shall we.&lt;br /&gt;Now me and chris have broken up, it was 3 days before our one year and I am still devistated, I loved the man with all I could and now he is gone just a memory. He also managed to take Ellie, my fucking little girl I am left with nothing except photo's of how happy I was&lt;br /&gt;Besides that tragic news, I have moved back home and cannot find work, or even a man to satisfy me at this moment I am having a real issue with human interaction lately due to this heartbreak it makes it even harder to find someone I am fit with because well Chris was my everything i adored the man.&lt;br /&gt;My parents couldn't care less that I am back but I am trying to help out as much as I can till work comes my way, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm lets see, I started talking to a new Scotland friend his name is Adam lee. We talk pretty much on a daily basis got this epic facebook convo of like 300 comments almost on it :)&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Steph visited for a week too, was nice to see at least one person in the family I actually liked, didn't do much went to the mall a few times, long walk to callander and the cemetary, then just lazed around inside was still a good time none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photo of Emily and me, I miss her everyday. Wish I was back to being your neighbour &amp;lt;3 Loveyou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-8957977802135634652?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8957977802135634652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/08/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/8957977802135634652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/8957977802135634652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/08/well.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/TFgyCJCc9FI/AAAAAAAAAkU/NPqIMRg4Two/s72-c/04-20-2010+038-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-2024417099916265842</id><published>2010-04-10T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:21:43.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S7_76WU8hiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZWvAhh5GR8c/s1600/beer_by_68oct.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S7_76WU8hiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZWvAhh5GR8c/s320/beer_by_68oct.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Work has been crazy and all I have been doing. When I first started I did dish-washing which wasn't the greatest of all jobs but I met tons of awesome people. Just currently I have started to serve, I do my first weekend day tomorrow. I am so nervous I went down tonight and saw how it was and lets just say &lt;b&gt;crazy&lt;/b&gt;. But none the less I am pretty excited to make tips and so something so much better then dish-washing.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from all of this me and Chris are doing pretty good, and I also got to go home and see my family and my grandma. It was a good visit, very short but still so meaningful. Ellie is the usual in heat little darling, all this weather is messing with her. Keeps going gorgeous then cold and snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-2024417099916265842?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2024417099916265842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/2024417099916265842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/2024417099916265842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/04/work.html' title='Work.'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S7_76WU8hiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZWvAhh5GR8c/s72-c/beer_by_68oct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-4432906763857661817</id><published>2010-02-23T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:18:07.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S4PwenC-3tI/AAAAAAAAAkE/5hWkJvvUxAU/s1600-h/12-02-2009+040--.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S4PwenC-3tI/AAAAAAAAAkE/5hWkJvvUxAU/s320/12-02-2009+040--.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dull, thats one word to explain how bored I am. Since December I have had a job, but have not worked a day yet. The pub was in progress when my interview was held and it still is not finished, I am so sick of waiting, cleaning, being bored, everything. Nothing seems to amuse me right now.&lt;br /&gt;Other then that though, I have met some pretty awesome people, Ashley is an absolute sweetheart and Emily is quite the doll. At least I have some friends around here now :)&lt;br /&gt;Once more happens I will have more to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-4432906763857661817?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4432906763857661817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/dull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/4432906763857661817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/4432906763857661817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/02/dull.html' title='Dull'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S4PwenC-3tI/AAAAAAAAAkE/5hWkJvvUxAU/s72-c/12-02-2009+040--.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-4365207016634812172</id><published>2010-01-06T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:41:38.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S0TnTeNyULI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ihst9VipT8E/s1600-h/2009-01-03+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S0TnTeNyULI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ihst9VipT8E/s320/2009-01-03+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well Christmas, was amazing me and Chris got lots of stuff for the apartment like coffee maker, closet organizer, crock pot, canadian tire gift cards. It was really good seeing my mom and dad but I didn't really get to see any friends just Anna my neighbor and James ... OH and Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;As for new years, I don't really like it because it is more of a drinking holiday and I don't drink. So I ended up falling asleep early and just enjoying a nice night with Chris. His friend did stay over on the Saturday though that was really cool.. no one ever drives down here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-4365207016634812172?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4365207016634812172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/4365207016634812172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/4365207016634812172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2010/01/everything.html' title='Everything..'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/S0TnTeNyULI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ihst9VipT8E/s72-c/2009-01-03+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-3281918354760365444</id><published>2009-12-13T22:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:04:00.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Alonee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWqWhOhGOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TKGFl3_hKm8/s1600-h/winter+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWqWhOhGOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TKGFl3_hKm8/s320/winter+tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;was amazing, it wasn't anything too special just the fact i spent it with Chris was great with me. Things have been crap so having this weekend was so good.&lt;br /&gt;He means the world to me and even just a weekend together is all we need once and a while. &lt;br /&gt;Also we went to London to see his cousin Kyle. He is cool shit!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. so stoked for christmas eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-3281918354760365444?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/3281918354760365444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-alonee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/3281918354760365444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/3281918354760365444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-alonee.html' title='Weekend Alonee'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWqWhOhGOI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TKGFl3_hKm8/s72-c/winter+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-6419233862755263084</id><published>2009-12-11T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:30:20.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyKdQ9H4mjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jEStlG_It1k/s1600-h/Manilia+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyKdQ9H4mjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jEStlG_It1k/s320/Manilia+047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas time; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cannot wait to be home!&lt;br /&gt;Got everything sorted out, going to suprise my parents on the 24th&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to go to my neighbours party&lt;br /&gt;To see my puppies and kitty&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the best little christmas ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course seeing Chris on Christmas night will be absolutly perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I love him so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-6419233862755263084?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/6419233862755263084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/6419233862755263084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/6419233862755263084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyKdQ9H4mjI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jEStlG_It1k/s72-c/Manilia+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-8266237352038017386</id><published>2009-12-10T16:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:11:01.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyFjrUwKX5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/DVR7e-QUufU/s1600-h/__love___by_LimpidD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyFjrUwKX5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/DVR7e-QUufU/s320/__love___by_LimpidD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413717823032287122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I love my kitten.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;I love my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I love my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I love my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I love my television.&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but best of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-8266237352038017386?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8266237352038017386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/8266237352038017386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/8266237352038017386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyFjrUwKX5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/DVR7e-QUufU/s72-c/__love___by_LimpidD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-5379274175125704760</id><published>2009-12-10T01:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T23:21:46.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413496254036036162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyCaKT65ykI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GcyNizuAYA4/s320/n623605494_8124.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 50px auto 10px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;So it appears that I haven't updated this in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Well the news; Chris and I have moved to Lucan, it is a nice cozy apartment I really like it here!&lt;br /&gt;I also got a job downstairs at an Irish Pub, it is going to be pretty amazing when I start&lt;br /&gt;We also have our christmas plans all sorted out thank god! I am so excited for boxing day shopping with my parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Ellie of course, my little devil is doing great, she hasn't got much bigger ... being the runt and all, still hyper as ever and now even more love able! she is great.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to think of anything else amazing that has happened. But when I do I will post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-5379274175125704760?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5379274175125704760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/5379274175125704760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/5379274175125704760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow.html' title='Wow..'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyCaKT65ykI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GcyNizuAYA4/s72-c/n623605494_8124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-4212441074442303604</id><published>2009-06-22T11:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:56:31.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination</title><content type='html'>Okay so I ended up thinking about some whole ordeal with imagination one night when we did not have internet, so I suppose I would like to share it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagination,&lt;br /&gt;everybody has one, some may be better then others but every person has had some form of imagination.&lt;br /&gt;Most people already have the basic concept of how powerful and mysterious the human mind can be but no one ever considers how powerful the imagination can be.&lt;br /&gt;Children though, by far have the most unique and inventive minds, from imaginary friends to keeping themselves amused with card board boxes. To adults it is cute but also a little bit insane of them, based on the idea's that a child can produce.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is because we have lost our imaginations. It seems that when we get old things like card board boxes just become garbage or a place to store things. What happened to when we used to pretend they were rocket ships and get all our friends over if mom just bought a fridge. Those were when our imaginations were sharp and on the ball but now we have lacked all this thought. This reality is ruining what we used to love.&lt;br /&gt;Imagination could take you away to a completely care free and harmonic world almost, if that is what you chose. Some may think the center of the earth was their domain.&lt;br /&gt;But as you can see, since I am sure you are now thinking in your head "what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;It is almost like getting a kick to the face. You don't see it or hear it, you just feel it once time goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-4212441074442303604?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/4212441074442303604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/imagination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/4212441074442303604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/4212441074442303604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-7755559645074092048</id><published>2009-06-21T17:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:23:26.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A week passed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/Sj6klGUApVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/S4TIbi9Jczc/s1600-h/000_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/Sj6klGUApVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/S4TIbi9Jczc/s320/000_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349894364619384146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the week that just passed was pretty awesome actually.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I wouldn't like it out here but it is actually really calm and nice,I haven't done much other then clean and look after my kitten.&lt;br /&gt;We just got internet and phone and all that stuff which is pretty awesome! I didn't so much miss internet but I did enjoy watching television.&lt;br /&gt;Other then that I don't have much to say. It is a small farm town but I rather like it. We watched alot of movies the passed week but now everything seems pretty well balanced.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly wish I could describe this better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-7755559645074092048?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7755559645074092048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-passed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/7755559645074092048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/7755559645074092048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-passed.html' title='A week passed.'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/Sj6klGUApVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/S4TIbi9Jczc/s72-c/000_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-8673177959528200683</id><published>2009-06-12T02:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:13:39.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random Evening.</title><content type='html'>Tonight, what can I say about tonight other then it was amazing! I decided to hang out with Jeff and this is how it started. We ended up going to the cemetery just down the street from me to smoke chutes, and well it was amazing. We were walking around and I grabbed a solar light so we could see, then we came back to my place and hung around for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;After that we got the amazing idea to get pizza (which by the way was a very great idea). On the way he hit a bat slam on the tire, this was rather funny to us. A few moments later he almost hit a mouse. So of course we started to name small animals and came up with all sorts of things. In the process of doing this a fox was in the middle of the road and almost got that too. Then of course the weirdest one of all, when we were on our way back to drop me off after pizza there was a bunch of foam on the road that looked to me like potato's escaping from Mc Donald's.&lt;br /&gt;It was a rather funny evening, I can't explain to you how but if I could it would be the best short story ever read, I can guarantee that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-8673177959528200683?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8673177959528200683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/tonight-what-can-i-say-about-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/8673177959528200683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/8673177959528200683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/tonight-what-can-i-say-about-tonight.html' title='A Random Evening.'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-5387090695447354377</id><published>2009-06-11T16:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:36:11.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Off.</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been the best of days, I woke up earlier and didn't feel all that great so I went back to bed, to wake up again at 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why I always  feel like this, it is starting to interfere with my life. I have no energy, I'm weak, I get ill often, I can't be a normal person if this sickness keeps getting in my way.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have their own idea's to why I am like this, but I personally would not be able to tell you exactly. It can be all kinds of things really I just hope that I can figure it out soon because sleeping for an entire night &amp;amp; afternoon is a little ridiculous to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-5387090695447354377?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5387090695447354377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/5387090695447354377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/5387090695447354377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-off.html' title='A Little Off.'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-1030436604754022274</id><published>2009-06-10T22:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:36:00.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Curvature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SjBp_nIMZvI/AAAAAAAAAco/UxYOtVnbjYQ/s1600-h/curvature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SjBp_nIMZvI/AAAAAAAAAco/UxYOtVnbjYQ/s320/curvature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345889299244803826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MY ROUND, FIRM, BOASTFUL AND BOUNTIFUL BELLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IS EVERY HORIZON THAT HAS NEVER BEEN SAILED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT IS THE FLESH AND BLOOD CURVATURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OF A THOUSAND PLANETS ALL ORBITING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE BRIGHTEST LIGHT THEY CAN FIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-1030436604754022274?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/1030436604754022274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-round-firm-boastful-and-bountiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/1030436604754022274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/1030436604754022274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-round-firm-boastful-and-bountiful.html' title='Curvature'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SjBp_nIMZvI/AAAAAAAAAco/UxYOtVnbjYQ/s72-c/curvature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-7009898604246834101</id><published>2009-06-10T16:18:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:45:46.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day With Friends.</title><content type='html'>Today has been pretty amazing, I woke up happy and made some plans with Jeff, Teila, and Aaron. We went down to a private beach and just enjoyed the day it wasn't sunny or anything but it was just an over all nice day. Skipped rocks on the beach although I am yet to master that one, didn't even get one good skip. After that just hung out at my place for awhile listened to some music, it was nice to be with people I like even if I will be leaving on Sunday. I think I am going to miss that the most, just having nice calm days where you are with nice friends just doing whatever comes your way.&lt;br /&gt;I have also come to the conclusion that I think I am just scared to move, I mean this is a really big step for me and I do have a bit of a fear of commitment, new towns, having to make new friends, it is all just overwhelming. I am sure I will overcome this including I will be with a man I love.&lt;br /&gt;And even in all of this something else amazing has happened. I was on facebook and thought I would do a search for my dad's brother including I haven't seen or talked to him since I was a baby. So I did that and I found him, it was so amazing the feeling of it was pure joy! But we eneded up talking and well he lives in Kitchener meaning I am only going to be an hour and a half away from him, I am so excited to see him. I have missed so much of knowing that side of my family and I am slowly starting to regain contact with some of them.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-7009898604246834101?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7009898604246834101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-with-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/7009898604246834101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/7009898604246834101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-with-friends.html' title='A Day With Friends.'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2865238820208405525.post-5877601216768558512</id><published>2009-06-09T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:46:34.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Okay so I will be moving in with my boyfriend on Sunday, I am a bit nervous but who wouldn't be right? New town new people kind of a scary thought.. But I do seem to be having second thoughts, first because he is moving me to a hick farm town with only a corner store in the town not leaving me much job opportunity but tons for him because he is only 5 minutes from his work. Also he seems to think he is sticking me in an apartment with no internet, television, or phone. Well I'm sorry but this seems a bit selfish of him, all my friends can see why I'm having second thoughts, I just don't know what to do about it. I love him and can't just end it but I also don't want to move where there is nothing for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2865238820208405525-5877601216768558512?l=melyssapascoe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/feeds/5877601216768558512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/5877601216768558512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2865238820208405525/posts/default/5877601216768558512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melyssapascoe.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-thoughts.html' title='Second Thoughts.'/><author><name>mely-skaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14900752043236567195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XkNr2QA3o_Y/SyWr5gUDaAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3vA31FtrFvY/S220/12-11-2009+066-.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
