<?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-6621273531615885291</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:40:16.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trystyn's English 101 Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-5012079911395874055</id><published>2008-12-09T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:38:31.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14. Last Blog</title><content type='html'>Today is our last blog and I am glad its over.  For some people writing about their lives and posting it on the internet for everyone to see is something that never really interested me.  I consider myself to be a private person and even though we did not have to get to personal with our blogs I still struggled with reflecting my own thoughts into it.  At the beginning of the semester when Dr. Miller told us about our blog it sounded like an easy enough task and sort of like an easy grade.  But week by week I struggled with my blog trying to figure out what aspect of life I wanted to talk about or whether or not I would even do my blog.  I feel that if your a very open and reflective person  a blog is something that can be very useful and help get your feelings out.  Even though I am not like that, there were times when I did have things on my mind that I wanted to get out and speak on and my blog was the perfect place for me to do that.  Overall, with the upkeep of my blog I think I have done very well....I believe I have only missed one or two entries.  I think blogging is a good experience in most cases but it wasn't all the time with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-5012079911395874055?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/5012079911395874055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=5012079911395874055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/5012079911395874055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/5012079911395874055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/12/14-last-blog.html' title='14. Last Blog'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-3307299496071641369</id><published>2008-12-07T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:05:10.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13. Excitement</title><content type='html'>Well time really is winding up for this semester and the only word i can think of to describe it is excitement.  I'm not only excited for the break that we are about to have but i'm also excited for new beginnings for the spring semester and being able to do better since I learned how to manage my time better.   One of the things that also excites me is that time seems to move by quicker and quicker as I get older and I can actually see myself graduating and having a life after college.  I guess when I found myself in college it didnt hit me but now after one semester I feel like I am closer than ever to being ready for "the real world". &lt;br /&gt;Even though I am excited about the end there is still one thing still needing to be done..final exams.  In high school I remember teachers making an effort to make their finals easier so that we can pass.  Now one thing I have learned since being at MC is that high school and how they did things has absolutely nothing to do with how things are done in college.  So whether or not exams will be made easier or harder I have no clue about but I do know that If I study hard and know I have done my best everything will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-3307299496071641369?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/3307299496071641369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=3307299496071641369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/3307299496071641369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/3307299496071641369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/12/13-excitement.html' title='13. Excitement'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-1492152586086391445</id><published>2008-11-30T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T11:53:24.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.Changes</title><content type='html'>I guess as I am getting older more and more things are changing and I am started to miss my younger days.  I remember being about 13 and wishing I was on my own and do things my own way as an adult.  And people always used to say cherish your childhood because when its gone you will miss it and I remember thinking...yea right.  Now that I have more freedom and become more independent than ever I find myself thinking more and more how I do wish I was a child again sometimes.  Having to pay for most everything and take care of myself has been much more of a responsibility than I thought.  Remembering to do this and that rests soley on me and I no longer have constant reminders of what I need to do.  I guess parents sometimes are more like secretaries or personal assistants because they take care of all the things that need to be taken care of with their child.  But now I have become my own personal assistant and its not as easy as I thought.  Its a big change but I hope that I will continue to adjust and become more capable of doing what I need to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-1492152586086391445?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/1492152586086391445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=1492152586086391445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/1492152586086391445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/1492152586086391445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/11/12changes.html' title='12.Changes'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-1124805872647540242</id><published>2008-11-22T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:17:18.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11. Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well its almost time for the holidays and I am so glad they are almost here.  One of the main reasons I am ready for Thanksgiving is for the break honestly.  But I am also looking forward to being with my family becauase even though we all live in the same area school and work makes it very difficult for family time like I used to have.  I am very thankful for the family I have because they are very important to me and have helped me alot throughout my life.  Everybody is not as lucky to have a good relationship with their family and i know that it is something I am very fortunate to have.  I think that since  have gotten older spending time with my family is something that I have seriously been slacking on and I have started to feel guilty about it.  Its not that I don't want to be around them or don't like them but I guess I let other things take up my time that deal with my social life.   I am looking forward to this Thanksgiving more anxiously because I am excited to spend time with my family and reconnect with them. Family is something that most of us tend to take for granted and we do not realize how much they mean to us until they are gone.  I am realizing that I need to be with those who l Iove and who love me and cherish all the times we will have together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-1124805872647540242?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/1124805872647540242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=1124805872647540242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/1124805872647540242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/1124805872647540242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/11/11-thanksgiving.html' title='11. Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-3240859023052748693</id><published>2008-11-16T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:48:56.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10. Almost over</title><content type='html'>Well its almost time for my first semester of college to be over and I could not be more ready for it to end.  This semester has been an interesting one but not quite how I expected it.  Many people told me college would be nothing like high school and I just listened to them...not quite taking what they were telling me seriously.  After the first few weeks of school I started to think that they were quite right.  College requires me to study way more than I ever thought I would have to and that was something I was not quite used to.  In high school I could just easily look over something right before a test, remember it, and still do well with an A or a B in the class.  I learned that in college either you study or you fail.  I wish that I would have realized this from the very start so my grades could be better now and not have me worrying about the outcome of my grades.  But I am also glad that I know how to do better so next semester I can do even better in my classes.  I learned alot during my first semester of college and I hope to learn even more here at MC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-3240859023052748693?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/3240859023052748693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=3240859023052748693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/3240859023052748693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/3240859023052748693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-almost-over.html' title='10. Almost over'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-6883844879890570440</id><published>2008-11-08T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:35:18.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9. Election week</title><content type='html'>Well last week was very hectic....and it was also my first week to miss a blog entry. Although I really don't have any good excuse for not missing it I did have a very busy week last week. These past few weeks at MC have been very hectic with new lessons being crammed in for tests to boost up grades and get everything we need for these last few weeks of the semester. College has been more difficult than I thought it would be. The work load is heavier and studying is not anything that cannot be left out....like really STUDY! lol&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I do want to talk about is the presidential election that was held this past Tuesday. It seemed to me everywhere I was this week I heard differing opinions about the outcome of the election. From what I saw this week some people were clearly disturbed about the outcome of the election and that is understandable to me because if things dont turn out how you want them..its human nature to be upset about things. But this week I came across some people who were literally angry about the election results and to me that was so ignorant and pointless to waste energy and become angry over something that is out of your control now. In one of my classes we discussed the election and looked at things from a lot of different viewpoints and there was a girl who obviously voted for McCain and she was so defensive and wanted to argue with anyone who had anything to say and got angry to the point where it looked like she was so mad she wanted to cry. And my thing is that this nothing to be upset and like be angry over because both McCain and Obama want what is best for our country. And no one would be in office whose goal is to harm the country....and even if that was the case they would not be there for that long so its nothing to stress over. Everybody is not always going to agree with my opinions and I realized that a long time ago but I've never been somebody to make somebody want to think what I think or force them to agree with me. I think just because there is a difference in opinion people should not be divided over every little thing. We will not always agree but we all just need to get over things and get along..and possibly get a life instead of crying when things don't come out like we want them to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-6883844879890570440?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/6883844879890570440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=6883844879890570440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/6883844879890570440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/6883844879890570440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-week.html' title='9. Election week'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-9146181159953487330</id><published>2008-10-25T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:11:57.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8. Feeling under the weather</title><content type='html'>This week has been somewhat of a slow one for me.  I'm not the most bright and cheery person there is but I don't consider myself to be the worst person to be around.  This week I got sick and it made me nothing nice to be around.  My whole attitude changed starting Monday.  When I woke up Monday morning I had a slight headache but I did not really think anything of it because I just figured it was just a milder case of my Monday morning blues.  As the day went on, my headache got worse and worse and at work(the daycare) it seemed all the kids went crazy just to make my headache worse.  But I finally got a hold of some pain relief medicine and it seemed as though my day would pick and get better.  That night I felt like I had been working nonstop for years and I was relieved to go to sleep with no headache.  Tuesday passed and everything went well and I was feeling healthy.  Wednesday..........was the probably the worst stomach ache I have had in years.  I don't know what was wrong,  I thought maybe a virus or something I ate caused my stomach ache but I really have no idea why my stomach felt like I had been stabbed.  I had these stomach pains until Friday afternoon and my grandmother told me I had some kind of virus that had been going around the daycare I worked and that I had nothing to worry about.  I really began to think about how thankful I am for my health because something much worse than a virus could've been wrong with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-9146181159953487330?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/9146181159953487330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=9146181159953487330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/9146181159953487330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/9146181159953487330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/10/8-feeling-under-weather.html' title='8. Feeling under the weather'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-9013401806035631872</id><published>2008-10-19T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:53:19.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7. Church</title><content type='html'>Today instead  of going to my church, me and my grandmother went to service at the church where I work-Holy Ghost.  I have been to service at other churches other than my own but I particularly enjoy going to church at Holy Ghost.  I feel more comfortable at Holy Ghost because it is filled with people I see more regularly and who know me better than the people at my home church do.  Now don't get me wrong, my home church (New Zion) isn't that bad but I really don't know the people as well as I do at Holy Ghost.  I know that church isn't a place for you to be around just becuase your friends are there but to me its important that I go to church somewhere that I feel more comfortable.  I guess growing up you just attend church wherever you are told and thats the end of it.  I never really considered joining another church because I kind of felt that my church was set in stone and was something that really could not be changed.  But today in service I began to feel that this is where I needed to belong.  I guess I kind of felt guilty like I would be abandoning my original church family by joining another church but today as I sat in the pew I realized its really not about whose feelings you hurt by going to church.  Going to church should be only about strengthening your relationship with God and that is what I came to understand fully today.  Well I guess this was my important lesson for the week, hopefully the other lessons I learn will be as valuable as the one I learned today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-9013401806035631872?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/9013401806035631872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=9013401806035631872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/9013401806035631872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/9013401806035631872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/10/7.html' title='7. Church'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-356054774960214478</id><published>2008-10-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:46:39.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6. Service Project</title><content type='html'>Today I got to do my service project for Dr. Miller's class and the project I chose was to help build the Habitat for Humanity house.  One of the reasons I chose this project is because I remember going to a Habitat house with my mom when I was younger and I just thought it was a good way to help people out.  Going to the project this morning I did not know what to expect because I've never personally done any building or any real manual labor.  When I arrived at the work sit people were already busy doing their jobs and and quickly finishing one thing so the next thing could get done.  I was kind of amazed at all the hard work that was being done and I even started to feel bad because I had never done anything like that and it seemed like everyone else knew what they were doing.  Luckily the "leader" was busy directing everyone around and it wasn't long before he saw me and put me to work.  The first thing I did was to bput beams on the bottom so the floor could be laid on top.  That job wasn't too hard for me but the next job was even worse.  After helping with the beams I helped Lee and another woman by moving the wood for the floor which wasn't too bad until someone pointed out all the markings were on the wrong side, so the had to be turned back over and moved so they could get marked again.  And that was alot of lifting to do. But I think Kim had it the worst with the lifting and moving the wood because it was pretty heavy.  The last thing I did before it was time to go was to put nails in the floor and I know Kim and Lee got a good laugh because of my inexperience with hammers and nails:)At the end of the day I saw the woman whose house we were helping to build and all she kept saying was how much she appreciated everybody and that was a pretty good feeling.  Even though it was hot and I had to do alot of work and I got really tired I'm glad I chose this project because I really got to see how much work was being done and how grateful the homeowner and her family was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-356054774960214478?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/356054774960214478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=356054774960214478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/356054774960214478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/356054774960214478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-service-project.html' title='6. Service Project'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-6025438448863336360</id><published>2008-10-05T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:45:22.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5. Just another week</title><content type='html'>Well this week school was school as usual. Alot of work and sometimes not enought time to complete it.  So all in all it was a pretty normal basic week at school.  Last week i blogged about how boring my weekend was but this weekend was so much better.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went to go eat with some friends I hadn't seen in awhile.  It was a good time and I'm glad I got to spend some time with them.  Saturday I started off doing all my cleaning and washing  I needed to do before I got started gettin ready to go out for the day and that was pretty boring but it was something I had to do so I got it out of the way.  Saturday afternoon I went to the Jackson State and Southern game and I had so much fun. Not only was it a good game but I got to see alot of people I went to high school with and it was nice to be able to spend time with my boyfriend and his family.  After the game we went to eat and watched a movie at his house which was pretty fun to me since we don't get to see each other as much as we used to because we go to different schools now.  Well today I went to church and it pretty much was the same as every Sunday but I didn't mind because I mostly enjoy church. &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that could've made this weekend better would've been me going to the fair but I know that since I didn't go this week I will definitely be going next week and I will be sure to tell yall about it in my blog for next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-6025438448863336360?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/6025438448863336360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=6025438448863336360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/6025438448863336360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/6025438448863336360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/10/5-just-another-week.html' title='5. Just another week'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-4117846740408194808</id><published>2008-09-27T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:47:14.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4.Boredom</title><content type='html'>Well this week I was faced with all of my first tests in college on either tuesday or friday.  I must say I thought they would be much worse but overall I would say they were easy(if you knew the information.) But I think I will come out with good, or at least decent grades. &lt;br /&gt;This week I also had my meeting with Dr. Miller and Ms. Furby to talk about my essay on a Christian college.  They really made me rethink my own way of thinking and go further into depth about my ideals and why I thought the way I did and what those ideas meant.  I started to write down some of the questions and some answers I knew I would need to address in my first major paper in English.&lt;br /&gt;Being faced with all these things all week really made me look forward to this weekend.  I never really have any set plans, just ideas of about what i might wanna do and what I know I don't wanna do.  So there I was Friday anxiously taking my test because I knew once it was over I could get started with my weekend.  But Friday night came and no calls to meet up or go anywhere came but I was not too disappointed because I was sleepy and wanted to rest.  But today I was so sure something would come up for me to do since there always is.  I woke up late as usual and played with my puppy and even gave him a bath just to take up some time but still nothing happened.  All afternoon all I did was lay around and watch tv.  I even took my puppy (Bently) on a ride out of boredom but when we got back home there was still nothing to do.  So that is how I am here on blogspot at 8:45 writing about how bored I am on a saturday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-4117846740408194808?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/4117846740408194808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=4117846740408194808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/4117846740408194808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/4117846740408194808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/09/4boredom.html' title='4.Boredom'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-6193859490103154298</id><published>2008-09-20T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:20:11.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3. More about me &amp; a little about school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SNVa11HOTBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qg6BemcDMOg/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248200821607123986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SNVa11HOTBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qg6BemcDMOg/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week school really started to kick in high gear for me. Many of the people I talked to this week had their first tests and many of them sounded like they would be killer. Hearing them talk about the different tests and how one professor in particular said their test would be about 50 questions and multiple cohoice but when they got the test it was about 70 questions and all fill in the blank made me pretty nervous about taking my tests. I won't have any tests until next week and I'm gonna have to take one in four of my classes. Hopefully I will be prepared just in case my teachers decide to suprise me with an all fill in the blank test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I mentioned this in my other blogs but just to let you guys know, I work in a daycare. Everyday when I finish my classes I travel down the street to Holy Ghost Learning Center to help with the kids. And believe me when I tell you its a very um.....interesting job. There is something new and unexpected that comes up everyday and keeps things from being too normal. But it is a very fun job and I do enjoy watching them grow up. I have been working there for the past two years and I can remember seeing a 6 week old baby named chancellor (or moo bear as we like to call him) and he was just the sweetest baby. But now he's two and I just realized the other day how much he had grown since I first saw him and in a way it touched me because it was like out of nowhere he had just grown up and started talking and walking. Thats the little boy in the picture at the beginning of my blog. O yea but back to what I was saying, going to work everyday is kind of a relief to me because I like spending my time with them and they find a way to make my day everyday. Its not all sunshines and smiles working there but in the end it is all worth seeing them change as they get older. Well thats a little bit more about my every day life.....its not super interesting but its what I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-6193859490103154298?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/6193859490103154298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=6193859490103154298' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/6193859490103154298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/6193859490103154298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-more-about-me-little-about-school.html' title='3. More about me &amp; a little about school'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SNVa11HOTBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qg6BemcDMOg/s72-c/091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-3051806690812006481</id><published>2008-09-13T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:21:09.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2. My week at MC</title><content type='html'>This past week at MC has been a good week overall.  I tried studying more so I would be able to keep up and understand better in my classes and so far its been working for me.  I've been doing well on quizzes in most of my classes and I hope that I will continue to.  Thursday in English we took the quiz on a reading Dr. Miller gave us.  When he told us about it, he mentioned that it wasn't as easy read......and that was no lie.  When we got into class Thursday he handed us a quiz which I immediately thought I would fail since it proved to be a difficult read. But suprisingly I was doing well on the quiz until I got to the end and it asked the name and the author of the reading. And normally that would have been the easiest question in the world for me to answer after reading something, but somehow my mind went completely blank and anyone who talked to me knew how upset I got that I had missed what should've been the easiest questions on there.  But I learned to make sure to know as much as I can about whatever it is I'm reading for class. &lt;br /&gt;This week I really started to get a good feeling about each of my classes and how they would be.  And from what I can tell MC is no joke.  But I think that if I stick to my studying plan and pay attention in class that I will continue to do well. &lt;br /&gt;I also started talking to new people this week and I even made a few new friends.  I am very excited to continue meeting new people around school and making connections with them.  So far I am having a great time at Mississippi College and i'm looking forward to spending my college years here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-3051806690812006481?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/3051806690812006481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=3051806690812006481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/3051806690812006481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/3051806690812006481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-my-week-at-mc.html' title='2. My week at MC'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6621273531615885291.post-5792572015248779753</id><published>2008-09-06T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:50:01.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1. Beginning Blog</title><content type='html'>To start off my first blog I will tell you a few things about myself. My name Trystyn Buckley (as you could probable already see) and this fall I am a freshman at Mississippi College and my major is pre-nursing. I'm from Clinton and this past May I graduated from Clinton High School. One of the things I'm most excited about is meeting new people at MC and beginning this new chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;     Choosing where to go to college was a very difficult decision for me. My other choice for college (other than MC) was Jackson State. One of the main reasons for me choosing these two choices is their closeness to home. From my viewpoint being close to home was an advantage to myself. Being closer to home would allow me to run home if i need anything or someone in my family to talk to if i need any help. Staying close to home is also an advantage because I would not have to stress about getting to know a new town as well as a new school environment.&lt;br /&gt;     Another one of the deciding factors in my choosing MC over JSU was the Christian environment. Growing up I always went to church and participated in church activities but I always noticed when I was younger how most people went to college and forgot all about church and I always said I would not be like that when I got to college. I felt that Mississippi College would help me with staying in touch with God during my college years and help me develop more as a Christian than any other college.&lt;br /&gt;     So far my experience at Mississippi College has been enjoyable and I truly believe that I made the right choice in coming to MC. I hope to grow more as a Christian and learn the skills I will need to become a successful nurse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6621273531615885291-5792572015248779753?l=trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/feeds/5792572015248779753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6621273531615885291&amp;postID=5792572015248779753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/5792572015248779753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6621273531615885291/posts/default/5792572015248779753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trystynbuckley101j.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-beginning-blog.html' title='1. Beginning Blog'/><author><name>Trystyn Buckley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07148784374603039023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hd--rUuGwbc/SMLAypz3vYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/4O5f8Mm7a7A/S220/senior+pic1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
