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	<title>From My Perspective</title>
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	<description>half-truths, quarter lies. wholly perceptions.</description>
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		<title>Final Bow</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Status: Two days and counting  


They say it takes twenty-one days to form a habit.  This will then be the longest twenty-one days of my life.  But it won&#8217;t be that hard, I guess.  The timing couldn&#8217;t be more perfect.  I&#8217;ll be extremely busy next week with lots of people around me.  Immersing myself [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=745&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/11/13/final-bow/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[Status: Is this all it&#8217;s going to be?  
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My dear blog who catches all my rants, whines, vents, and all out yucky-emoness, guess what&#8230;  YES! You got it right! How do you know that we are in a fight again? He hates me, he made it clear that I know it.  I feel so [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=743&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/11/12/743/</link>
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		<title>Hunches</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Status: Pure hunch or pure paranoia?
How do you ignore your hunches that bug you with their alarming negativity? How do you try to act like nothing is going wrong when you know very well that ignored hunches doesn&#8217;t stop the coming doom?
I&#8217;ve been connecting with lots of people in the past week, my calendar full [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=739&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/11/11/hunches-distressing-hunches/</link>
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		<title>where has my head fallen off?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Status: Don&#8217;t contradict your actions with insincere words.  Identifiable lies sting.

So I ain&#8217;t important. Not even a glance towards my direction, eh? And when I tried to voice out my frustration for not having that glance and hug I so crave, my head was bitten off.  Thus, I stop thinking.
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		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/11/09/where-has-my-head-fallen-off/</link>
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		<title>Protected: Swear. Say swear. It is a swear.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=731&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/11/07/swear-not-to-get-tired-of-you/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[Status:  I miss beb very, very really.

The days have been passing by without my conscious mind riding with the waves of time. I have been pretty much left behind while everyone and everything are eagerly moving forward to brand new things and experiences. Yes, I don&#8217;t proactively accept change. But I don&#8217;t proactively resist it [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=721&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/11/03/721/</link>
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		<title>write, right?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Writing has always been a passion since I learned that I could, well, write.  It was the first semester of my high school then, the time when they were picking new writers for the school paper through a conference.  I was chosen for literary section with my elementary idea of love written in an essay.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=717&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/10/26/writing-a-history/</link>
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		<title>Protected: persistence is my virtue</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=713&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/10/22/persistence-is-my-virtue/</link>
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		<title>Protected: I want a company, not a crowd</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=708&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/10/21/i-want-a-company-not-a-crowd/</link>
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		<title>You&#8217;re my worst accessory :)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Status: Sometimes, the only person you want to say you&#8217;re beautiful is the only person blinded to your beauty.

And I hate how much he sees my negative sides over good.  How much he emphasizes my faults, how much he focuses on it.  He drags me down and I don&#8217;t need it.  How quick he is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=danacamille.wordpress.com&blog=2566901&post=702&subd=danacamille&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
		<link>http://danacamille.wordpress.com/2009/10/13/youre-my-worst-accessory/</link>
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