<?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-3989218257772472678</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:22:55.734-07:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Modeling'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Musing to Myself</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a country girl who's making her way in the big city - an old soul who's young at heart.
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This is a place where I can contemplate and ponder via my keyboard.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-6914305837321842923</id><published>2011-03-29T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:41:40.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>So far, so good</title><summary type='text'>As of this very moment, I am 26 years young. While most are quick to agree that 26 is not old at all, I am of the frame of mind that you are only as old as you think you are - and I intend to think 'young' for as long as I'm able. Youth is appealing for many reasons; there is a confidence in youth that seems to dwindle with life's various experiences. But I don't want to remain youthful on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/6914305837321842923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-far-so-good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/6914305837321842923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/6914305837321842923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far, so good'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-4646745236251896911</id><published>2011-03-29T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:22:23.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><summary type='text'>"...but people are smart, they can handle it...""No, a person is smart. People are dumb, panicky, stupid animals - and you know this"-Soon to be Agent J &amp; Agent K, MiB</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/4646745236251896911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2011/03/remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/4646745236251896911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/4646745236251896911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2011/03/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-7401783208046887935</id><published>2010-04-20T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:56:20.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Should Feel Good</title><summary type='text'>Love should feel good.  Relationships  that leave you feeling depleted, sad and making excuses are not based in  love.Often in our lives, we fall prey to the idea of a thing rather than  actually experiencing the thing itself. We see this at play in our love  lives and in the love lives of our friends, our family, and even  fictional characters. The conceptualizing, depiction, and pursuit of  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/7401783208046887935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-should-feel-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7401783208046887935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7401783208046887935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-should-feel-good.html' title='Love Should Feel Good'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-9220381227239471244</id><published>2009-10-28T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:34:26.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephant Shit</title><summary type='text'>This is an email that I sent to a friend of mine. It precisely expresses what I feel at this point in time (and copy/paste is SO convenient).Lately - actually ESPECIALLY after the Icke talk - I've been much more aware of day-to-day things. And this joke of a pandemic that is the swine flu, coupled with people such as your singer claiming "we've won!!" 'cos a dark-skinned body is now CEO of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/9220381227239471244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/10/elephant-shit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/9220381227239471244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/9220381227239471244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/10/elephant-shit.html' title='Elephant Shit'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-7196496531755894759</id><published>2009-10-17T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:30:14.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix!</title><summary type='text'>Got to Phoenix at a sweet 1am, after getting pulled over by CHP in the last 10 mile stretch of Cali for getting clocked going 85mph in a 70 zone.... and drove off with a fix-it ticket for my license plate bulb being burnt out.   My best friend Nikki and I were both wearing our glasses and looked like a pair of nerds. I think it was the glasses that sealed the deal.  After we've jumped on our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/7196496531755894759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/10/phoenix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7196496531755894759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7196496531755894759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/10/phoenix.html' title='Phoenix!'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-8975592591988452599</id><published>2009-09-12T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:24:37.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe</title><summary type='text'>...people are people and sometimes we change our mindsbut it's killing me to see you go after all this time...and we know it's never simple - never easybut you're the only thing I know like the back of my hand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/8975592591988452599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/09/breathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/8975592591988452599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/8975592591988452599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/09/breathe.html' title='breathe'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-6544127696383937697</id><published>2009-08-28T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T02:11:41.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Gold Can Stay</title><summary type='text'>Nature's first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf's a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay.  -Robert FrostIt's an emotional process to acknowledge the passing of a great &amp; beautiful thing. But lately, I've come to realize that letting go doesn't mean pretending like that wonderful occurrence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/6544127696383937697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-gold-can-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/6544127696383937697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/6544127696383937697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-gold-can-stay.html' title='Nothing Gold Can Stay'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-5385247899896499536</id><published>2009-08-03T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:20:46.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Observation</title><summary type='text'>So I'm trying to be cool and give him space, but I can't help but notice the change...the lack of interest.The only thing in life I'm responsible for is myself - and I figure if I keep myself busy, then maybe I won't pick up on how phone calls are fewer and further between...how communication has decreased so drastically since March...how different things are from only a few months ago.Sigh.Maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/5385247899896499536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/08/observance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/5385247899896499536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/5385247899896499536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/08/observance.html' title='Observation'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SnfnWhH3nqI/AAAAAAAACAg/r2RpV-7A5lw/s72-c/DSC03586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-7638688904454884187</id><published>2009-07-21T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:42:50.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modeling'/><title type='text'>Is this for real?</title><summary type='text'>Just got home from a modeling agency audition in Corona. And I got it.Wow.A month ago I was a wreck: crying, worrying about money, not able to pay the bills, thinking I'd have to resign my endeavors on the west coast for good and move in with one of my family members. But now...damn! In the past week I've started my new full time job in Carlsbad, and now I'm a signed model.Wow.Modeling has never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/7638688904454884187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-this-for-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7638688904454884187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7638688904454884187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-this-for-real.html' title='Is this for real?'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SmbFqeGu_WI/AAAAAAAAB8A/O5fRkanAeKw/s72-c/Sunlight+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-5915268391454921640</id><published>2009-07-19T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:30:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Hold Your Hand...</title><summary type='text'>I Want To Hold Your Hand - All You Need Is Love...The Beatles had the right idea...I'm sure we can call agree that there is not enough Love in the world. Fear and Panic and Doubt seem to be the prominent emotions in society now-a-days. I myself have fallen victim to the latter emotions on more than one occasion. But once you find Love again, life is so much better in every aspect, and you can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/5915268391454921640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-hold-your-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/5915268391454921640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/5915268391454921640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-hold-your-hand.html' title='I Wanna Hold Your Hand...'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SmOQVI-8mxI/AAAAAAAAB5g/QMoH2pwOw5E/s72-c/treblebassheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-1468026939159163845</id><published>2009-07-14T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:32:11.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Cali - Missing Oregon</title><summary type='text'>Now I'm back in San Diego from Oregon, and I already miss it so much. I want the mountains and the woods and the hiking right outside my door. I wasn't turned off by the weather at all, and I loved the vibe of the northwest. I'm already deciding between getting a truck or an SUV when I move up there! I can truly say that my heart is in Oregon.The scenery was truly amazing and so gorgeous. Here's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/1468026939159163845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-im-back-in-san-diego-from-oregon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/1468026939159163845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/1468026939159163845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-im-back-in-san-diego-from-oregon.html' title='Back in Cali - Missing Oregon'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SmEbmfabBFI/AAAAAAAAB4c/3Z22t17LCiE/s72-c/DSC03976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-391437211401686271</id><published>2009-07-08T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:34:29.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flutter By</title><summary type='text'>I saw a butterfly today while I was walking Courtney's dog, Keani. I honestly can't remember the last time I saw a butterfly... It was so pure and right to see one, I can't think of a better way to describe it. It also sparked some feeling inside of me - a feeling of "home" and "right-ness." Another crazy &amp; unexpected confirmation that I'm not physically living where I need to be right now.On a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/391437211401686271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/flutter-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/391437211401686271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/391437211401686271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/flutter-by.html' title='Flutter By'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SmQrpWw_ghI/AAAAAAAAB5w/1FzyA2JlMQo/s72-c/DSC03974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-8910953936766236268</id><published>2009-07-02T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:43:05.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create Your Own Reality</title><summary type='text'>When we ask for strength, the universe sends us difficulties to make us stronger.How true, right? Strength doesn't come from push-ups and crunches. Real strength comes from experiences. That's what life is all about: experiences.I can feel that I'm ready for that next big experience in this life. When I moved to California, it was primarily for a boy. I learned a lot from that relationship, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/8910953936766236268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/create-your-own-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/8910953936766236268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/8910953936766236268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/07/create-your-own-reality.html' title='Create Your Own Reality'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-981672026976191403</id><published>2009-06-20T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:36:51.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><summary type='text'>As I currently face a crossroad in my life, I find comfort in this classic piece of poetry.THE ROAD NOT TAKENby Robert FrostTwo roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fairAnd having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/981672026976191403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-not-taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/981672026976191403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/981672026976191403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-2640175327478921609</id><published>2009-06-14T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:29:43.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday some friends and I hopped in the car and drove east to Cleveland National Forest for a camping trip. This little trip reminded me, yet again, that I don't belong in a concrete jungle. I need to see the stars at night, breathe fresh air, and enjoy open spaces.This trip was also the maiden voyage of my tent and sleeping bag - I'm proud to say they performed very well! One day I want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/2640175327478921609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/06/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/2640175327478921609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/2640175327478921609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/06/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SjchNMaJ3VI/AAAAAAAABlU/veKvV99cir0/s72-c/DSC03859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-554413577540932815</id><published>2009-06-07T12:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:59:45.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Economy = CRAPFEST</title><summary type='text'>The universe always seems to throw a curveball when I need it the least. I'm characteristically very happy and chipper - a real "glass is half full" kind of perspective. But lately, I'm finding it more and more difficult to keep that attitude and outlook, and this is when I need it the most.Last Friday I got laid off, and since then I've been combing thru online postings looking for jobs: desk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/554413577540932815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-job-hunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/554413577540932815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/554413577540932815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-job-hunt.html' title='The Economy = CRAPFEST'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/SiwopI_bZhI/AAAAAAAABj4/4lzhRK7Qfr4/s72-c/DSC_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-7314063762100826953</id><published>2009-05-29T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:50:32.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><summary type='text'>In some parts of the world hundreds and thousands of people die every day from starvation.In other parts of the world there are Eating Competitions.Does this make any sense at all???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/7314063762100826953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7314063762100826953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/7314063762100826953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-8274739905517253175</id><published>2009-05-26T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:10:10.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><summary type='text'>Monday a last-minute invite was extended my way to attend a BBQ with some country folks I haven't seen or spent time with in almost a year. Everyone at this little get-together was either active-duty military, in the reserves, or had been discharged. I think I was 1 of 3 who isn't serving in the armed forces, but I was for sure the only one there who wasn't tied to the military at all since I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/8274739905517253175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/8274739905517253175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/8274739905517253175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-4850322246504893675</id><published>2009-05-23T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T14:43:31.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modeling'/><title type='text'>a model, a bride - now for beer</title><summary type='text'>Today I was a model. I thought I had two shoots lined up but the second one never confirmed, which kind of bummed me out since that was the one that would have paid money. But, I think that we got some really great shots in this morning.Theresa, a local make-up artist, fixed my hair and got me all dolled up. I wore fake eyelashes for the first time in my life! I showed up at 9.30am and didn't get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/4850322246504893675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-was-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/4850322246504893675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/4850322246504893675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-was-model.html' title='a model, a bride - now for beer'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/ShjCWe9to1I/AAAAAAAABeQ/4MsrsPeQWsM/s72-c/DSC03818-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-4205155509228936770</id><published>2009-05-18T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:14:12.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on down to Cleveland town, everyone</title><summary type='text'>I found some hastily made Cleveland Tourism videos.Makes me wonder why I've never visited Cleveland...And the 2nd Attempt: "buy a house for the price of a VCR"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/4205155509228936770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-on-down-to-cleveland-town-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/4205155509228936770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/4205155509228936770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-on-down-to-cleveland-town-everyone.html' title='Come on down to Cleveland town, everyone'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989218257772472678.post-5965887550114444440</id><published>2009-05-16T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:09:44.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Saturday - my Saturday</title><summary type='text'>Earlier this week I thought it would be a grand idea to start a blog. This is a relatively new line of thinking for me. I've always been in the frame of mind that I have nothing noteworthy to add to the spew of stuff and ideas and blogs and things that are already filling the web.But, after recently reading the blog of a man I admire, I realized that if I decided to start one I wouldn't be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/feeds/5965887550114444440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-saturday-my-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/5965887550114444440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989218257772472678/posts/default/5965887550114444440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ree-suh.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-saturday-my-saturday.html' title='Oh, Saturday - my Saturday'/><author><name>Ree-suh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04741250474479204630</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1m_fW3XYdKQ/So-XGjoX8HI/AAAAAAAACCs/5ui6RqapdF8/S220/profile+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
