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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:39:59.813-08:00</updated><category term="bestie" /><category term="moments" /><category term="person" /><category term="reflection" /><category term="deep thinking" /><category term="alarm" /><category term="channel" /><category term="personal" /><category term="inspirations" /><category term="random" /><category term="of the day" /><category term="moment" /><category term="strenght" /><category term="destinied" /><category term="fears" /><category term="bff" /><category term="stronger" /><category term="daily" /><category term="moment of the day" /><category term="Sunday" /><category term="strong" /><category term="thoughts" /><category term="appreciating" /><category term="dignity" /><category term="together" /><category term="cable. bad" /><category term="sleepy" /><category term="best friend" /><title type="text">My Daily Moments</title><subtitle type="html">Real integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that nobody's going to know whether you did it or not.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/DailyMoments" /><feedburner:info uri="dailymoments" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>DailyMoments</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-5562724402186027275</id><published>2011-09-21T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:35:45.921-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="destinied" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="strong" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stronger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inspirations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fears" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="strenght" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="person" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dignity" /><title type="text" /><content type="html">There are moments in our lives that we dread to face reality. We hate to see the very thing that could tear our very hearts apart but, if we don't not face our fears we cannot become the stronger person that we are destined to become.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-5562724402186027275?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/zrRlZJ16GPY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/5562724402186027275/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-are-moments-in-our-lives-that-we.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/5562724402186027275" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/5562724402186027275" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/zrRlZJ16GPY/there-are-moments-in-our-lives-that-we.html" title="" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-are-moments-in-our-lives-that-we.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-4638076206300245778</id><published>2011-09-20T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:48:20.337-07:00</updated><title type="text">The heartache moment</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you have to admit you don't want to settle just for the sake of being with someone &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-4638076206300245778?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/BJe5ku-A5Bc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/4638076206300245778/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/heartache-moment.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/4638076206300245778" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dreadful moment when you see your sibling in pain :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-8937636568445800580?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/a56BiNiAyys" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/8937636568445800580/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreadful-moment-when-you-see-your.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/8937636568445800580" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/8937636568445800580" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/a56BiNiAyys/dreadful-moment-when-you-see-your.html" title="" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreadful-moment-when-you-see-your.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-1229058025481112965</id><published>2011-09-19T04:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T04:24:51.383-07:00</updated><title type="text">Good morning</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After waking up from a bad dream I grab breakfast and it says this :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-XyDklFbnbgk/TncmgaTa-VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gPNGX_jooPI/1316431426121.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-1229058025481112965?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/ND9Pumgn7xA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/1229058025481112965/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-morning.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/1229058025481112965" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/1229058025481112965" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/ND9Pumgn7xA/good-morning.html" title="Good morning" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-XyDklFbnbgk/TncmgaTa-VI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gPNGX_jooPI/s72-c/1316431426121.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-morning.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-976420556200399917</id><published>2011-09-18T03:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T03:20:12.572-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sunday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sleepy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moment of the day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alarm" /><title type="text">Sunday moment</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The moment when your alarm clock goes off and you turn it off immediately and think, "five more minutes!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-976420556200399917?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/9Xus1lWtFzg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/976420556200399917/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-moment.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/976420556200399917" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/976420556200399917" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/9Xus1lWtFzg/sunday-moment.html" title="Sunday moment" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-moment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-6636424945854756042</id><published>2011-09-17T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T18:37:09.113-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bestie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="together" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moment of the day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="appreciating" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best friend" /><title type="text">Reflection Moment</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7rME7sqImk/TnUvmTWyMGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Aj6DD7CA0W0/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7rME7sqImk/TnUvmTWyMGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Aj6DD7CA0W0/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Moment of the day&amp;nbsp;and a good moment nontheless. During this moment I look through my photos on my spanking new Nikon D3100. I look at my bestfriend and think, "Man, I'm sure glad I found someone that I can trust, giggle, explore, and confide on. There is so&amp;nbsp; many people in this world but, finding a true friend is like finding your soulmate. For everyday we see each other and giggle i am grateful to have found a friendship like no other. That's the moment of the day ladies and gentlemen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a photo of your bestie? What do you and your bff like to do together?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-6636424945854756042?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/d9dP33oHl_o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/6636424945854756042/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/reflection-moment.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/6636424945854756042" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/6636424945854756042" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/d9dP33oHl_o/reflection-moment.html" title="Reflection Moment" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7rME7sqImk/TnUvmTWyMGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Aj6DD7CA0W0/s72-c/DSC_0028.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/reflection-moment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-8163667730120162746</id><published>2011-09-14T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:00:03.054-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="channel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cable. bad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="of the day" /><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The moment when you know your favorite show is on and the cable isn't working. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-8163667730120162746?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/MSptk9SVgm4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/8163667730120162746/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/moment-when-you-know-your-favorite-show.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/8163667730120162746" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/8163667730120162746" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/MSptk9SVgm4/moment-when-you-know-your-favorite-show.html" title="" /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/moment-when-you-know-your-favorite-show.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-861659204658297458.post-6509285528312607039</id><published>2011-09-13T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:00:46.902-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reflection" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daily" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="deep thinking" /><title type="text">Past My Bedtime.</title><content type="html">&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Normally I would be asleep fighting off some nightmare or reliving some dream I've had many times before. I sit here anxious and slightly afraid of the things to come in my life. I am constantly changing, morphing, gravitating to better experiences. &lt;b&gt;Or I try to at least. &lt;/b&gt;We'll see what fills my subconscious tonight. We'll see if the monsters come to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/861659204658297458-6509285528312607039?l=watchandreflect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DailyMoments/~4/9dqGVRh_1d8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/feeds/6509285528312607039/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/past-my-bedtime.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/6509285528312607039" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/861659204658297458/posts/default/6509285528312607039" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DailyMoments/~3/9dqGVRh_1d8/past-my-bedtime.html" title="Past My Bedtime." /><author><name>Scarlettbrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14792329629573150027</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/-3XiLfxANFW0/TnqPyoRPVbI/AAAAAAAAACc/ztS7-1XqGps/s220/298944_254203864618608_100000869895945_686144_963824391_n.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://watchandreflect.blogspot.com/2011/09/past-my-bedtime.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

