<?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-436550557352887699</id><updated>2012-01-27T23:36:21.070Z</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Humans'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='perplexity'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='Gods'/><category term='magic'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='Neil Gaiman'/><category term='Jacob Black'/><category term='Clique'/><category term='Authors'/><category term='Math'/><category term='break'/><category term='Garth Nix'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='relaxing'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='library'/><category term='geniusness'/><category term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category term='Twyla Lee'/><category term='Breaking Dawn'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='hawt guys'/><category term='fun things'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='my mother'/><category term='NANOWRIMO'/><category term='writing'/><category term='love'/><category term='saga'/><category term='6 random facts'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='july 22'/><category term='Books'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Twyla Lee Nyx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-4087136151893809615</id><published>2009-08-03T02:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:39:42.552+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summerisms</title><content type='html'>Oh summer. Wonderful summer. Oh how cold you have been. I've been wearing jeans this whole time and have only said 'I'm hot' once or twice. Amazing. What kind of summer is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have about a month before I go back to school. But I'm kind of starting to miss school. Except...Eek. Seniorism. Oldism. Blah. I'm no where near ready to be on my last year of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of high school...has anyone seen the new Harry Potter movie? Yes? No? I have a slight urge to go see it. I'd like to know though...was/is it good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next...I guess not much else to say. I need to read more.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;-Twyla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-4087136151893809615?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4087136151893809615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=4087136151893809615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/4087136151893809615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/4087136151893809615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2009/08/summerisms.html' title='Summerisms'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-2905701953664580100</id><published>2008-12-21T18:29:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:45:33.197Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Un-UnHappy Holidays</title><content type='html'>It's break. Wonderful break.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I already had a break and school just got back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice though if your birthday is on the Friday you get off.&lt;br /&gt;No homework. No worries. Very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's scary though, is that I think two weeks is such a short amount of time now. When I was in elementary school, by the time break was over, I had been bored a week and wanted to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un-UnHappy Holidays,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-2905701953664580100?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2905701953664580100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=2905701953664580100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/2905701953664580100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/2905701953664580100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/12/ununhappy-holidays.html' title='Un-UnHappy Holidays'/><author><name>Twyla Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17157906313825952539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-5957609653703428239</id><published>2008-09-01T17:07:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:09:30.841+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perplexity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Magic!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah…I’m back. Yay. I know you missed me and were wondering what the heck happened to me. One word: School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I went to the library with my class. I was appalled at the way the books were being introduced. The first comment, by the librarians, about the books were something along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This book is nice and short…”&lt;br /&gt;“This book is not as long as it looks…”&lt;br /&gt;“This book is a quick read because of the way it’s written…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening, I was highly annoyed and saddened. I don’t understand why people wouldn’t want to read. There are so many great books out there. How could people not appreciate books and being sucked into a different world? How is that not exciting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book = Happiness+Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perplexedly yours,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-5957609653703428239?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5957609653703428239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=5957609653703428239' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/5957609653703428239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/5957609653703428239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/09/magic.html' title='Magic!!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-1617531192978983263</id><published>2008-07-27T18:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:12:26.631+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob Black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breaking Dawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephenie Meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saga'/><title type='text'>Change of Plans...</title><content type='html'>I’ve been attempting to do a review of &lt;u&gt;Twilight&lt;/u&gt; by Stephenie Meyer for about a week now. Unfortunately, I'm not quite sure what to write. I've decided to read the rest of the books, and review &lt;u&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/u&gt; when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy reading &lt;u&gt;Twilight&lt;/u&gt; though. I giggled like a love-struck school-girl through the first half of the book over Edward. (Me? Giggle? *gasp* Yes, it even surprised me too.) I finished &lt;u&gt;Twilight &lt;/u&gt;in one day. Pretty soon, I'll have my &lt;em&gt;official&lt;/em&gt; thoughts about &lt;a href="http://aislinnainyx.blogspot.com/search?q=edward+vs.+jacob"&gt;Edward Cullen vs. Jacob Black&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewingly yours,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-1617531192978983263?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1617531192978983263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=1617531192978983263' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/1617531192978983263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/1617531192978983263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/07/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans...'/><author><name>Twyla Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17157906313825952539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-3960829566028293956</id><published>2008-07-20T00:04:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T15:39:43.929+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='july 22'/><title type='text'>My Wonderful Mother</title><content type='html'>If you haven't already guessed, this post is for my dearest mother.  The 22 of July is her birthday. Happy birthday my lovely mother! I was surprised about what happened for her this year's birthday because I learned something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought I wasn't much of a cook. I've claimed to not be able to or enjoy cooking at all. I recently found that's not true. I was baking my fabulous mother a cake and voila! I found it very fun. The only part I had trouble with was putting the icing on. I put waay too much in the middle so I had barely enough to cover the sides and top of my "masterpiece." It all goes in the same place though and at least I baked the actual cake right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy birthday mother and thank you for finally helping/allowing me discover my long-denied love. I know I never would have trusted myself to bake a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your talented daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-3960829566028293956?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3960829566028293956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=3960829566028293956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/3960829566028293956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/3960829566028293956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-wonderful-mother.html' title='My Wonderful Mother'/><author><name>Twyla Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17157906313825952539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-5223292370256598</id><published>2008-05-28T00:13:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:54:38.457+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twyla Lee'/><title type='text'>Are you a Math lover?</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted on here for a while. For all of you who have given up hope, I'm sorry. All I can say is: Books. I had many to read. I still do, but I'm letting myself relax a little. It was really hard to read five books at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As people might know from one of my previous posts, I love Math. I like finding patterns in a seemingly random set of numbers. I also enjoy being my mom's phone book. There has been one problem in particular that I remember solving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Using six fours, can you make a problem where the end result will equal ten?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious, am I the only one that over complicated this problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math loving and yours,&lt;br /&gt;--Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-5223292370256598?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5223292370256598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=5223292370256598' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/5223292370256598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/5223292370256598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-you-math-lover.html' title='Are you a Math lover?'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-1825885406888354734</id><published>2008-04-14T01:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:47:49.614+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 random facts'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Randomness^6 Part 2</title><content type='html'>6 more random facts are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) When I know I'm being timed, my brain melts.&lt;br /&gt;2.) I just put a whole bunch of classical music on my ipod. (I don't know any composers or song names yet.)&lt;br /&gt;3.) My favourite school subject is Mathematics. I particularly love Algebra.&lt;br /&gt;4.) I just found out, in my 17th year of living, how to correctly pronounce Appalachian and naive. Yes. It's true.&lt;br /&gt;5.) I am in love with a Christian Rock band. (No, I am not Christian.)&lt;br /&gt;6.) My brain thinks randomly 99.9% of the time, so these memes were fun. I still have a general dislike of chain mail and forwards though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I curl up and read,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-1825885406888354734?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1825885406888354734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=1825885406888354734' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/1825885406888354734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/1825885406888354734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderful-randomness6-part-2.html' title='Wonderful Randomness^6 Part 2'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-3110413300984710457</id><published>2008-04-09T04:26:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:58:46.294+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 random facts'/><title type='text'>Wonderful Randomness^6</title><content type='html'>This post is because of B. B, you are lucky I'm doing this. I don't usually do chains or memes, so you should feel important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I own and wear a pink and white watch of doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) The general colour scheme of my footie pajamas are pink and blue. There are cats all over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) The Titanic soundtrack makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) The current theme for my laptop is Auras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) I like all types of weather. I don't prefer any type over another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) I can never express my thoughts with the right words on the first try. I always trip up or don't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was surprisingly fun. I guess memes aren't so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking up random facts, but yours,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-3110413300984710457?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3110413300984710457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=3110413300984710457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/3110413300984710457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/3110413300984710457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-post-is-because-of-b.html' title='Wonderful Randomness^6'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-8795351714554349840</id><published>2008-04-03T05:18:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:29:43.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geniusness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>I got tagged a while back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I’m sure you are wondering why I didn’t post this right after I was ‘tagged’. I usually do not like to do tags. The last question completely changed my mind though. When you get to the last question, you will see exactly what I mean. Read, read, read, and enjoy and agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1. Which book do you irrationally cringe away from reading, despite seeing only positive reviews? Honestly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I honestly cannot say I have cringed at a book yet. Even with the Gossip Girl and Clique books existing. I have read one or two of the Clique books and reading it for pure entertainment. Laughing at the patheticness of the characters always caring about what they looked like makes it not that bad. TTYL though…don’t get me start on what I really thought about that. *shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. If you could bring three characters to life for a social event (afternoon tea, a night of clubbing, perhaps a world cruise), who would they be and what would the event be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dess would be wonderful to talk numbers with. Gilda is hilarious and would be fun to go mystery solving with. Egg is pure awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3. (Borrowing shamelessly from the Thursday Next series by Jasper Fforde): you are told you for a while, eventually you realize it’s past time to die. Which book would you expect to get you a nice grave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I used to believe that book was Lydia. When I was 10, I tried reading that book and I cried of boredom all the way through it. Now I think, I just wasn’t mature enough. To me, I have no specific title for the “most boring novel on the planet,” I do believe this book would consist of many sentences stating the obvious or facts that no one could ever use or need to know.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Come on, we’ve all been there. Which book have you pretended, or at least hinted, that you’ve read, when in fact you’ve been nowhere near it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I told people I had read Jane Eyre, when in fact, I just skimmed most of the chapters, not well either. I still cannot join in any conversations about that classic. I have every intention of reading that wonderful book though. I have labeled it a must-read for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. As an addition to the last question, has there been a book that you really thought you had read, only to realise when you read a review about it/go to ‘reread’ it that you haven’t? Which book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I have gotten books mixed up with one another. Does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. You’re interviewing for the post of Official Book Advisor to some VIP (who’s not a big reader). What’s the first book you’d recommend and why? (If you feel like you’d have to know the person, go ahead and personalise the VIP.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I think everyone should read The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. I don’t think it’s the best book in the world, but it gives you an experience like no other. It really makes you appreciate everyone around you. Everyone alive and that cares about you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. A good fairy comes and grants you one wish: you will have perfect reading comprehension in the foreign language of your choice. Which language do you go with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I’m already learning Spanish but the faster I could learn it, to me, the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8. A mischievous fairy comes and says that you must choose one book that you will reread once a year for the rest of your life (you can read other books as well). Which book would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This question had me sitting for about 10 minutes. I have finally come up with an answer. I’d say the Dictionary. I read it already every so often. I’d be able to refresh my memory every year and it will keep me occupied. To those who consider it a ‘curse’…best curse ever if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. I know that the book blogging community, and its various challenges, have pushed my reading borders. What’s one bookish thing you ‘discovered’ from book blogging (maybe a new genre, or author, or new appreciation for cover art—anything)?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I have a new appreciation for authors. Before I thought they were awesome, but now…they really have become the Gods of my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. That good fairy is back for one final visit. Now, she’s granting you your dream library! Describe it. Is everything leatherbound? Is it full of first edition hardcovers? Pristine trade paperbacks? Perhaps a few favourite authors have inscribed their works? Go ahead—let your imagination run free.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oh dear. Oh my, where do I start. *falls to knees and start sobbing* Happiness! This would be…heaven on Earth. I could live happily ever after. My dream library would have no particular book in it. I love all genres. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;*Loud announcer voice* Leatherbound, hardcovers, pristine trade paperbacks…come to me, come come come, welcome to my library. Find a spot and make yourselves at home. Would you like a cup of tea with that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Happily sighing and yours,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-8795351714554349840?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8795351714554349840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=8795351714554349840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/8795351714554349840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/8795351714554349840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-tagged-while-back.html' title='I got tagged a while back...'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-91802722019323789</id><published>2008-04-01T06:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T06:57:00.303+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twyla Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawt guys'/><title type='text'>zomg! u totally wont believe this!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>zomg! so lyk 2day, i wuz lyk really bored cuz lyk nun of my frends wer lyk txting me. i walked down 2 the park and i watched these really cute guys playing soccer. sum even took their shirts off wen i was watching. zomg! it was sooooo hawt!!!!!! B-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, after they stopped playing, 1 of them totally winked at me when he walked by. so i totally had to call the other hawt cuzins and tell them. i totally want his number but u kno, i hav 2 lyk totally play it smooth. u kno, act lyk i'm not 2 eager. lol. zomg!! *dreamy sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i hav 2 figure out wat 2 wear nex tym i c them. i think a white mini skirt w/pink pumps and a pink t wud b purrfect. do any of u hav suggestions???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daydreaming but still faithfully urs,&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-91802722019323789?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/91802722019323789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=91802722019323789' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/91802722019323789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/91802722019323789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2008/04/zomg-u-totally-wont-believe-this.html' title='zomg! u totally wont believe this!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-7060195133592738214</id><published>2007-11-04T02:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T03:28:07.928Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humans'/><title type='text'>Many Thanks</title><content type='html'>Thankgiving is nearing. What are you dear readers thankful for? I am thankful for the wonderful world of writers. Without them, I don't know how I would live. It is the only way for me to escape my drab life. For me to sink into my version of happiness. Not that giddy-jumpy-giggly happy that most people get. But a calm, mature, if I do say so myself, which I just did, type of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers are the Gods of my world. I know they are only human, but they are doing the most for the world in my eyes. They are spreading their wonderful ideas and feeding the poor young, and not so young, wonderful tales with great deeds, not so great deeds, and lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all you wonderful authors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-7060195133592738214?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7060195133592738214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=7060195133592738214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/7060195133592738214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/7060195133592738214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2007/11/many-thanks.html' title='Many Thanks'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-6348223004255096956</id><published>2007-10-25T05:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:55:35.884+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garth Nix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NANOWRIMO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Have You Heard of NANOWRIMO...</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows that reading is my life, but I love writing too. That is why I am 100% all for this &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NANOWRIMO &lt;/a&gt;thing I found. It stands for NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth. Actually for INterNAtional WRiting MOnth. But INNANOWRIMO "doesn't roll off the tongue as easily", so they kept it at NANOWRIMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It starts on November 1. Garth Nix and Neil Gaiman are going to be supporting the writers participating. That to me is exciting since they are brilliant writers themselves. All of you already knew that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading 'Extras' and urging you to "Join! Join!",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-6348223004255096956?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6348223004255096956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=6348223004255096956' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/6348223004255096956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/6348223004255096956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-you-hear-of-nanowrimo.html' title='Have You Heard of NANOWRIMO...'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-436550557352887699.post-4145219481854236159</id><published>2007-10-23T01:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T04:13:34.831+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A few bookish things...</title><content type='html'>I've finally gotten up a post. It's hard to tear myself away from books at times. Especially when they are my one true love. My only love really. Some of my favourite authors are Betsy James, Lloyd Alexander, Gail Giles, Scott Westerfeld. . .but that's just to name a few. The list could go on and on, but I doubt anyone would read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;type&lt;/em&gt; of books are pretty wide ranged also. That means, unlike the other two, I don't particularly have anything against the Clique books. I personally do not like chick books as much as other genres, and would prefer to read something else, but I must admit, I have read one Clique book. "But why?!" you ask. Boredom and the fact that it was there. I didn't despise the book itself, just the plot, the theme, the lesson, since there was none that I could comprehend, and the characters. The stupidity of the characters was hilarious though. One point for that. But honestly, I'm not going to go into too much depth considering the fact that this is not really a review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at that, I shall leave you wanting to read more. Toturing you with the need to feast your eyes upon another wonderous post of Twyla's, but. . .&lt;br /&gt;'Til that day arrives,&lt;br /&gt;--Twyla Lee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/436550557352887699-4145219481854236159?l=twylaleenyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4145219481854236159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=436550557352887699&amp;postID=4145219481854236159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/4145219481854236159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/436550557352887699/posts/default/4145219481854236159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twylaleenyx.blogspot.com/2007/10/few-bookish-things.html' title='A few bookish things...'/><author><name>Yours Truly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
