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And so a new year begins with a fresh start to everything. What more can you ask for? My journey now takes me to the city of Atlanta, and what a city it is. Its truly a place to visit being that its home to the CNN Global Headquarters, Coca-Cola Museum and Georgia Aquarium. If you into Basketball its home of the Atlanta Hawks.


I have planned to write a thorough description of the place but due</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/CtWpQADSS6A/2010_01_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/CtWpQADSS6A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#7635405124001050733</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-123869418078003708</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T18:53:33.468-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Roe Effect</title><atom:summary>There are times when a small clip usually caputres your attention, sometimes its on the first glimpse sometimes its on the second. But for me it was on the first, something about the music and the way it was directed.The Roe Effect written/directed by Kiel Adrian Scott and starring Nia Fair Weather(Dawn) is a short film about a young teenage girl facing an unwanted pregnancy and the drama of </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/BTHmCz54R5A/2009_09_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/BTHmCz54R5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#123869418078003708</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-1246996899160141027</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 04:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T22:56:23.256-06:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Air</title><atom:summary>Well it's that time of the year again. Summer is setting in on our world. With it comes the hot weather and what's the best part of it? The rain of course.This time around many things point to summer. Hurricanes, like Dean. Memories anyone? Upcoming graduation from Schools, Prom and the end of the school year. Reminds me of when I was still attending school. Those sure were long holidays. 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The way it’s composed is just perfect in the way it sparks my creativity. But even in the trance world exist a variety of DJs whom mix music around. Of them all only two have gotten me addicted to their style of mixing, those</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/xcdXVjJkWdU/2009_04_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_f72J7E0obsI/Sd_Yj_8maUI/AAAAAAAABRE/vXj8helMiT0/s72-c/Armin.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/xcdXVjJkWdU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5815849666684575902</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-1377403348605195773</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 04:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T00:18:50.567-06:00</atom:updated><title>Valentine Commercial</title><atom:summary>A good while has past from my last post. But believe me it was not because of simply wanting to neglect my blog, but due to work. I have been so involved in my current job of Video Editing that it has motivated me to keep at it. Setting my work aside lets get started with today's post.Being that Valentine is soon among us, I took the initiative to make a video in regards to the occasion. 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What did I do just before the New Years? Well I was behind my camera shooting footage for my local Radio Station since they were counting down to the New Year.As the last seconds were counted down, I watched as they burned the old man (A puppet filled with firecrackers) for he was no longer needed. And with that I clicked the stop button on my</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/wHLV6vlkVsw/2009_01_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/wHLV6vlkVsw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8006018397672739671</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-5827119792134356112</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 03:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T21:06:00.478-06:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Wallpaper</title><atom:summary>I am not that into making Wallpapers, but being that its Christmas I decided to give it a go. Download and enjoy. 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While I would appreciate a PS3 with Metal Gear 4 or maybe a MacBook Pro I will have to settle for the smaller things like some apples and hugs.Much has happened over the course of these past months, and well I have become a bit more busier than before. 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My mind could not seem to choose an exit without being satisfied. As confusing as it sounds, it made me realize that a person is never satisfied with his/her accomplishments until perfection is achieved.We all know that nothing is ever perfect, unless you are the great one. Well there are those of us who search for perfection or </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/KiZstgoVNs0/2008_10_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>12</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/KiZstgoVNs0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8790422003989347052</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-5202238489279344283</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T19:31:06.169-06:00</atom:updated><title>Belize Independence Celebrations</title><atom:summary>September Celebrations was upon us once again, and you all know what it brought. Beach Parties, block parties, house parties, jump ups, etc. Last years one was affected by Hurricane Dean but it still happened.This year marks Belize’s 27th Anniversary of Independence, and our theme is, “Belizeans! 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I am not that easily blown away by movies, unless they are good. But this time around The Dark Knight had my eyes glued to the screen from start to finish, as the inspiration I searched for came to me.I decided to take a trip to Chetumal, well a break from work really and what better place than at the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/1ZSg7y6mBD8/2008_08_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SKpkeYK8WcI/AAAAAAAAAoU/TlF_kI1n0SM/s72-c/26.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/1ZSg7y6mBD8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7001991669896537445</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-2371227383566461639</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-12T00:14:37.647-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Harmony In Music</title><atom:summary>Have you ever sat down and let yourself get lost in music? I have, and when I did I saw the wide expanse of my imagination. I saw the dreams, the happiness, the sadness, and the joy I think of when the world passes me by. It’s like when you “Stop and Stare” at your life and you notice things you never saw before. Strange don’t you think? I guess music has an impact on us.A song I like recently is</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/U8HMBwpnJRQ/2008_07_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SHhHBlE_pxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/WOqmgv371fE/s72-c/One%20Republic.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/U8HMBwpnJRQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2371227383566461639</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-2478039147446158419</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-04T00:00:36.594-06:00</atom:updated><title>Graduation</title><atom:summary>Being at my little brothers graduation reminded me of school. Another thing that came to mind was accomplishments. I believe that every single graduate were glad to have accomplished something in life by completing High School.I wondered for a second if there was anything else for me at school, and I realized that school was a fun experience. I remembered what if felt like to be part of a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/pSzT_hyZhgo/2008_07_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SG27V4B_aGI/AAAAAAAAAmA/RWt3EPxlkiM/s72-c/Grad.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/pSzT_hyZhgo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2478039147446158419</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-4841902634884033510</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 05:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T01:18:52.022-06:00</atom:updated><title>Our Best Friends</title><atom:summary>Neron and Kitty are our household pets who just don't quite get along. Neron is a mixed breed German Shepherd who is my little sisters dog. Kitty on the other hand is a half breed Siamese cat who is my best friend.Neron is everyone's favorite since he is the pride and joy of the family; he protects us after all. But Kitty in my opinion is the favorite since she wins over everyone with that </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/0l6P64RmYCY/2008_06_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SGiE1WQlGuI/AAAAAAAAAkg/HQUONafY6o4/s72-c/Neron.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/0l6P64RmYCY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4841902634884033510</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-357263705708503313</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-06T22:34:01.558-06:00</atom:updated><title>Band Feast 2008</title><atom:summary>This time around it was time for the annual Band Feast Competition. This year it was being held at Orange Walk Town, which gave me an opportunity to see what it was all about. It all began with the assembly of all the bands at the Barracks, so that the parade could take place. A band of interest was the visiting band from El Salvador.The parade was a lengthy one which gave an opportunity to all </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/jQdJSDKmwWw/2008_06_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SEoEsrxp3II/AAAAAAAAAfU/y6VXGryT27Q/s72-c/29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/jQdJSDKmwWw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#357263705708503313</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-1960988953666607318</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-31T18:45:45.176-06:00</atom:updated><title>Annual CJC/CCC Business/Science Fair</title><atom:summary>Poetry wasn't the only event taking place here at Corozal, this time it was the CJC/CCC Business/Science Fair. It is an annual event held by the Junior College, but this year the High School seems to have joined in.I believe the event is held mainly for the business department since it’s in this way that the students are evaluated for part of their curriculum grade. I missed this event for the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/ehyb9L-xTew/2008_05_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SEG0MH7f22I/AAAAAAAAAYA/ELICNfgzb5w/s72-c/3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/ehyb9L-xTew" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1960988953666607318</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-7835938048740270264</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-06T20:35:49.819-06:00</atom:updated><title>Writing Setbacks 2</title><atom:summary>While I dislike making excuses, I just have to be honest. What other reason have I for not updating my blog? Well, work, work and more work. One other factor is that my internet is not working so I have to wait till its fixed, which they told me will be tomorrow. Belize seems to have the most unreliable internet providers in the world; I could be wrong of course. But such is life here in </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/_166-lIS2-U/2008_05_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/lealroberto84/SCEUQsM7gFI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eGT49JxiOdI/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/_166-lIS2-U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7835938048740270264</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-6575787226283351278</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2008 07:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-13T23:53:03.526-06:00</atom:updated><title>A Day of Poetry in Corozal</title><atom:summary>It’s not everyday that we see a poetry event here in Corozal, especially one to honor a poet who has a wide selection of poetry. The poet was no other than “Mrs. Brenda A. Ysaguirre” a teacher/principal at the Corozal Community College (Night Division). So with this event I decided to interview her to see what inspired her to have such an event; and with this I begin my interview.What motivated </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/GJHhykl9avI/2008_04_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>15</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/GJHhykl9avI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6575787226283351278</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-391146922266607658</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-12T02:18:29.796-06:00</atom:updated><title>Daily Commuting</title><atom:summary>Getting up early has become a daily routine for me this year. Ever since I got a part time job at Orange Walk, I bloom from sleep at 5:30am or sometimes at 6:00am so I can be ready for the 7:00am bus. While at times I wish I could sleep late like before, I have come to realize that it would be a waste of time to sleep more than 7 hours.From Monday to Friday you can see me on board the 7am bus </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/PkTUH5iq1Io/2008_04_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/PkTUH5iq1Io" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#391146922266607658</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-2255347746945811328</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 21:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-15T16:11:57.942-06:00</atom:updated><title>Wandering Time</title><atom:summary>In every morning light, a story is born. Gazing towards the vast sea I take note of every passing breeze. In every stroke I remember a moment in time. For time fades away in this moment of silence. As the sound of clashing waves remind me of the time when battles were fought. But the sprinkles of each wave that fall on my face remind me of the calm after the storm. And am left to wonder how much </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/VBLA-PFYc-I/2008_03_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/VBLA-PFYc-I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2255347746945811328</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318833015153537753.post-4969221554982216650</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 22:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-12T16:22:29.245-06:00</atom:updated><title>Victory at Last for the UDP</title><atom:summary>Victory was echoed in the early morning streets throughout the country of Belize when the UDP were announced as the official winning Political Party. The UDP won 25 seats of the 31 making them the New Governing body of Belize. The voice of the UDP supporters could be heard from a distant as they screamed “change at last”.The Celebrations continued throughout the weekend as the United Democratic </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Lealr/~3/FvDd19BtSXU/2008_02_01_archive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Leal)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Lealr/~4/FvDd19BtSXU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lealr.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4969221554982216650</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

