<?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-2888244861272955759</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:46:12.417-07:00</updated><category term='show'/><category term='Fringe'/><category term='Owl city'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='walk'/><category term='funny'/><category term='frum'/><category term='sandstorm'/><category term='Rosh Hashnah'/><category term='books'/><category term='felling'/><category term='success'/><category term='june'/><category term='death'/><category term='werid'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='fish heads'/><category term='bored'/><category term='isreal'/><category term='india'/><category term='school'/><category term='faith'/><category term='journey'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='bloging'/><category term='shoboss'/><category term='shluchim'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Breslevgirl'/><category term='postingthoughts'/><category term='Year'/><category term='Bibi'/><category term='army'/><category term='happnings'/><category term='emunah'/><category term='wish'/><category term='Kotel'/><category term='yom'/><category term='tv'/><category term='hot'/><category term='kipper'/><category term='muggy'/><category term='blogging'/><title type='text'>A Breslevgirl'sJourney Through Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888244861272955759.post-296451531148892662</id><published>2010-04-11T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:45:59.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandstorm'/><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>Hot muggy and humid air you know it's a sandstorm called in hebrew a חמסין. The sky is grey and kinda looks like it's going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of bugs bunny "------That's all folks"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-296451531148892662?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/296451531148892662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=296451531148892662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/296451531148892662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/296451531148892662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-3996308717527678988</id><published>2010-04-10T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:30:48.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owl city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Owl city</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not that i get to write much now that i'm in the army. But i just wanted to put this up cuze i think it's cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A few weeks ago a good friend of mine asked me if i've ever heard of a song called  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fireflies. I told her no so she played me the song and then passed it along to me via her cellphone. Since i've heard the song i haven't stopped listing to it i constley re-play it on my cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;I thought if Fireflies was so good the guy must have another amazing songs well i looked up his music and found lots of amazing songs! I love listing to the music and lyrics. I'd like to suggest that you check out Owl City the guy's stuff is really wonderful and  fun to listin to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-3996308717527678988?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3996308717527678988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=3996308717527678988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/3996308717527678988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/3996308717527678988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/owl-city.html' title='Owl city'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-4230565428441029982</id><published>2009-12-04T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:15:33.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've written so much has happened. Today seemed a good day to get back in touch with my writing of which i miss  very much.&lt;br /&gt;Bh I have started my army service which is going very well I enjoy it and am having fun. I know that sound's crazy for a person in the army but it's true. At the same time journey of life has bought me many new experiences and new challenges. Which makes life all the more interesting one thing is for sure it really is a journey. &lt;br /&gt;I finished my hairstyling course and PASSED :) It was a grate year i learned a lot and made alot of head way it the road of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for now i ho a pe to try and blog at least once a month maybe more in the meantime have a good one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-4230565428441029982?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4230565428441029982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=4230565428441029982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4230565428441029982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4230565428441029982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-long-time-since-ive-written-so.html' title=''/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-8710367044603227428</id><published>2009-12-04T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:21:57.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kotel'/><title type='text'>The kotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/Sxjwi1Gn5SI/AAAAAAAAABM/iarREKEU7uE/s1600-h/Summer+2009+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/Sxjwi1Gn5SI/AAAAAAAAABM/iarREKEU7uE/s400/Summer+2009+158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411339433446728994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this pic during the summer when my family and i went to the kotel. Hope you enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-8710367044603227428?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8710367044603227428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=8710367044603227428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/8710367044603227428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/8710367044603227428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/kotel.html' title='The kotel'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/Sxjwi1Gn5SI/AAAAAAAAABM/iarREKEU7uE/s72-c/Summer+2009+158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888244861272955759.post-9066159036179362490</id><published>2009-07-22T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T04:47:06.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='june'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bibi'/><title type='text'>WAtch over Eretz Yishrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/Smb7uDCgVbI/AAAAAAAAABE/IIlGoC1Mu9E/s1600-h/2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/Smb7uDCgVbI/AAAAAAAAABE/IIlGoC1Mu9E/s400/2009+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361249174939522482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this some back in june. It says Bibi watch over Isreal - meaning protect it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-9066159036179362490?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9066159036179362490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=9066159036179362490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/9066159036179362490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/9066159036179362490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/watch-over-eretz-yishrel.html' title='WAtch over Eretz Yishrel'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/Smb7uDCgVbI/AAAAAAAAABE/IIlGoC1Mu9E/s72-c/2009+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888244861272955759.post-7229119225643014333</id><published>2009-07-22T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T04:37:54.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Success  4 years in the making</title><content type='html'>It's now a little over a month that I graduated my one year course in hairstyling and High school. To get where I am today I had to work a long 4 years. Since i began High School nothing ever went right. Ninth grade was a nightmare all i saw myself as after two months was a failure some one who could not succeed. Tenth i spent the year at home half home schooling the other trying to find a school nothing came. 11th grade i came to Israel thing were fine at first but me being behind wasn't a help. I left the school after an argument with the head Rabbi. the tears in my eyes that day the pain i can barely describe. I went to live with some friends and a few months later my parents made aliyah a second time. Their anger at me was there just waiting to see me once they did it all came rushing out. It was hard believe me the last 3 years had been hell but somehow i never gave up. A teacher of mine used to tell me all the time " All in good time" no it wasn't easy to deal with being out of school and when in school lots of problems.  This year we began looking for schools but could not afford any that i liked or that i was accepted to. One day after a huge fight with my parents i got a phone call from a school.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you that the only way this happened was by yad Hashem ther's no other way.&lt;br /&gt;The school told me they are a High school with regular classes plus for those who like one year courses. I asked if i could come see the place and when i did registered in 5 min. I spent the most remarkebal year of my life In Wizo. I learned new thing over came challenges and succeeded in all that i did. When one feels like their worthless everything goes down in the dumps but when your seen for who you are and who you can be. This year will be out of all my school years the one i remember most. I'm sad the school year is over but ready to  face life and the army with no fear like i used to. Today I am not that same girl that walked in scared thinking i'd be out of the school in two months or less.&lt;br /&gt;So no my dear freinds success don't come in a day but it can change your life depnding how hard you work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-7229119225643014333?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7229119225643014333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=7229119225643014333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7229119225643014333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7229119225643014333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/success-4-years-in-making.html' title='Success  4 years in the making'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-2489996709235037649</id><published>2009-04-12T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:30:05.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh but the pain</title><content type='html'>So ive been off not unusael for me. ive been sick run off the pc and had sugery of witch i need more but dont worry some good wrtting comign  up if it gets posted lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-2489996709235037649?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2489996709235037649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=2489996709235037649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/2489996709235037649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/2489996709235037649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-but-pain.html' title='Oh but the pain'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-1546664712497384052</id><published>2009-03-31T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:46:22.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>un-sure of what to do</title><content type='html'>It may sound crazy or like come on you've never been iat a point where your not sure if to go on or not? Big secret out i was dating a guy for marriage ( whioppie) but since at the moment our lives are kinda still in the teenage point. It was more like having a boyfriend ( though he wasn't and isn't) something kept coming up as fishy or more likenot ok. Belive me i kept the line the red tape never going over it though got close. IT's when there are lines that its very hard to controle thought and emotion. At some point i made it a game fights came up me not getting info or answers but it didn't bother me till... Till the kissing started then i really started worrying. But i kept myself composed and kept to the rules it seemed as if he din't want to though.&lt;br /&gt;Now as iv'e broken things off i'm un-sure what to do. I don't want things to end but " acations speak louder then words" Actions are a big part of things b/c they tell you at times more about the pearson then the pearson will tell. Its importent to look at actions and juge them. So all of you girls out there un-sure of what to do just speak to an adult belive me they help tones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-1546664712497384052?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1546664712497384052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=1546664712497384052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1546664712497384052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1546664712497384052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-sure-of-what-to-do.html' title='un-sure of what to do'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-8231058878241155025</id><published>2009-03-27T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T04:17:07.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once agin</title><content type='html'>yes its been ages since i last wrote :). Pasach coming and for once stuff i hope will be up lking fowed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-8231058878241155025?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8231058878241155025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=8231058878241155025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/8231058878241155025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/8231058878241155025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/once-agin.html' title='Once agin'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-6769539691285117827</id><published>2009-02-23T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:28:20.497-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postingthoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloging'/><title type='text'>Books at long last</title><content type='html'>To the reader it may seem like a joke but at long last we found a library here where we live. Most of our books are packed away so the possibility of getting books is just GRATE! Its not a huge library but it's got more then enough for more with makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of sharing that thought with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coming hopefully you won't have to wait months or weeks days ect..&lt;br /&gt;There's been a lot on my mind and things going on i would like to write about. Also i write pomes songs ect ( though i can't play my guitar) so i might post some of that stuff on here. I'm learing hairstyling so mabey i'll take some pic of my doll in school and show you some the stuff i do Any requtes on a topic leave a comment or e-mail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chllin ( blessings always)&lt;br /&gt;-breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-6769539691285117827?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6769539691285117827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=6769539691285117827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6769539691285117827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6769539691285117827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/books-at-long-last.html' title='Books at long last'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-5588970799090403384</id><published>2009-02-22T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:13:01.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emunah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>At long long last</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since i blogged i guess i have this pattern of starting then stopping. Part of life you could say :). There is so much to write about i'm not sure where to start but somehow I'll get to it i know i will.&lt;br /&gt;My friend and i were talking on the phone one day about Emunah relating to our lives. It interesting to compare how Emunah effects our lives. The things that come out and the understanding that comes only with such things is unlike any other. But you start to realize that living an emunah life is the only way to mange through certain things in life.&lt;br /&gt;Still that dosn't mean life isn't hard we don't have hard times and that things are always smooth. But we go on why i'm not sure we just do i'd like to hear thought's about this. If there's a pearson who reads this blog lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-5588970799090403384?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5588970799090403384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=5588970799090403384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5588970799090403384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5588970799090403384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-long-long-last.html' title='At long long last'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-4680481032263513755</id><published>2008-12-30T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T10:50:01.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>War and Love</title><content type='html'>While war is raging here in Israel in Gaza I'm caught between two things War and Love. Sounds crazy i know. You would think i'd be scared for my life but I'm not all that i can think about is conversations ive been having. Crazy me right?&lt;br /&gt;My challenge right now is to understand another motive if that even makes sense. I have well I'll call him a friend who has a huge crush on me. But I don't feel the same way or so i think at least. Its like trying to figure out if what your about to do will change your life or your world. I can't really explain it it's just life changing. War or Love witch do i fouces on or choose?&lt;br /&gt;more on this later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging may stop for a long while&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl-blessings always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-4680481032263513755?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4680481032263513755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=4680481032263513755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4680481032263513755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4680481032263513755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/war-and-love.html' title='War and Love'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-1089926169717271776</id><published>2008-12-14T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:00:00.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one of those days or is it?</title><content type='html'>Yeah so I've been sick these past few days it's been a nightmare to say the least. Bh i started feeling better but i don't want to go back to school. Not to say i don't enjoy school my days are short and its ok not grate but ok. Yet i don't want to return mabey I'll write a post about it mabey. Anyway its tat feeling i guess of dread or fear ( plus the on going argument with about a class i refuse to attened) or its one of those days where you just want time to your self. Or is it am i trying  in a way i myself my not realize that i'm trying to skip school? In truth i don't know i just miss sleeping all day&lt;br /&gt;anyway off to sleep now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessings always-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-1089926169717271776?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1089926169717271776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=1089926169717271776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1089926169717271776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1089926169717271776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-one-of-those-days-or-is-it.html' title='Just one of those days or is it?'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-1455613663369089487</id><published>2008-12-13T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:16:38.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoboss'/><title type='text'>The Bochrim party</title><content type='html'>So last week was my Sister's birthday and my brother's first off shoboss off from yeshivah ( ugh!!).&lt;br /&gt;At the Holtzberg's funeral  we met my brother's yeshivah so my mom being my mom she invited one of the guy's. Ok no problem i know i the guy was by us for succos grate guy my sister's love him always talking about the guy so why not?&lt;br /&gt;Later that night or the next my sister called my brother and found out that another guy was joining us ok no problem i also know the guy he was by us to nothing to freak about. Next day I'm out with my mom were headed into the super market when my youngest brother calls. Hey mom he says *S.A called and he has no place for shoboss he wants to know if he can come over can he. Sure my mom replies with a smile knowing she's happy to have another bocher over. I smile as i step out of the car and say another to join the party. No i had no problem with any of them coming over except that one of the guy's i really like  lets just say  he makes me feel very out of place with im around in a good  way. So i braced myself for a shoboss full of bordom why bordom you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well i don't have friends where i live i barely have any at all but still. I was happy for my sisters who did in fact have the time of their lives on shoboss i mean their favorite guy's where there. And me i sat drooling inside at the good looks of the guy i have a crush on and tryign to avoid him. Though it looked like he was trying to avoid me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when they left Sunday night i thought about why we send the boy's away to yeshivah. No p i have nothing agesint the boy's that came but i relized i  don't looked fowred to my brother coming home i look forwed to meeting his friends. Because he he's not concerned about his faliy just about his. But his freinds need a home need some love and they find that here at our home. I look forwed to the bochrim party bc i get to understand the crazyniss of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-1455613663369089487?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1455613663369089487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=1455613663369089487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1455613663369089487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1455613663369089487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/bochrim-party.html' title='The Bochrim party'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-2429332080465832372</id><published>2008-12-13T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:30:35.767-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>The most awkward Thign ive been asked</title><content type='html'>So tonight i check my facebook and a freind who i have been chatting with asked me the flowing :&lt;br /&gt;did you ever or do you still have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;The frist thign i did was laugh and smile funny no? but now i'm stuck thinking about it. Some how i have this thing where i fall for guys I don't know i see the person. But when i see them its like i see them their feeling ect ( no i have no magic power) something just senses something about them. I watch then and can tell if their kind mean angry at life ect ( boy I'm a flop)&lt;br /&gt;But this pearon is way older then me way way like in their 20's and i'm kinda werided out by him asking.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what i'll respond anyway more posts comign tonigth and soon ( more laptop time yay me ( gosh i'm pethtic))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-2429332080465832372?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2429332080465832372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=2429332080465832372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/2429332080465832372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/2429332080465832372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-awkward-thign-ive-been-asked.html' title='The most awkward Thign ive been asked'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-2077527195162763917</id><published>2008-11-29T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:37:41.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shluchim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Why us always why?</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been ones of killing and worry, prayer. It now all has come to an end with the sad sad news of the death of the chabad shluchim and other jews in the Chabad house. What hurts me the most is two things first why didn't the Indein police/army go there first. Second their death and the promise of the lubavicher rebbe that any shluchim that went out would be safe from anything. Yes India was attacked But make NO MISTAKE the Chabad house WAS A TARGET. Thats right a target to kill jews why who knows. well mabey we do because were jews. You if you read this blog even if not often ( somehow i intend to post alot but don't) you know or realize my emunah/faith are shaky. Their shaky becuse of events in my life and what i go through its shaky for many reasons but this... This just shakes it up more. It pains me that i belive sure i don't make the decsions about this world but were all the prayers and tears for nothing? it truth i don't know this whole mess could be the beggning of a war but i feel like my davning made no difference. They said that as soon as the terrorists came in they killed everyone no mercey. Everythign is so mixed up to me no its not easy being a jew and beliving believe me. Even with my emunah issues. theres so much to write about this and so much more i want to put up.&lt;br /&gt;like more about Fringe poems my feelings and more but tis is frist&lt;br /&gt;mat Hashem avenge their blood&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-2077527195162763917?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2077527195162763917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=2077527195162763917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/2077527195162763917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/2077527195162763917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-us-always-why.html' title='Why us always why?'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-689120778108816190</id><published>2008-11-23T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:53:50.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>At long last</title><content type='html'>Its benn ages since i last wrote why i don't write more often i don't know. Things are how thy are. On mpaths.com there's a  artical one all should read about respect to learner but not to ther earner.&lt;br /&gt;Things in school are ok they give me a glipse into a world where the words " yes i can" really mean them and where i c an succed.  Frenids i'm getting there easy it never is but... Home when you stay home from school after starting i warn you don't brother even if sick its just hell. Yes i've been keeping up with fringe and my other tv showes wrtting to. the world spins but when will it stop no one knowes.&lt;br /&gt;if only i could have a jewish frum bf i could be happy will it happen before i'm in the shiduich sence who knows another qustion i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope 2 write more tomrow or soon who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessings&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-689120778108816190?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/689120778108816190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=689120778108816190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/689120778108816190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/689120778108816190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-long-last.html' title='At long last'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-1539312804847146088</id><published>2008-10-23T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:03:52.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was my first day in school and it went really really well. Life is spinning everything just passing by. The yomim tovim were really nice i wish i wrote here more often or when i was on the pc i would cheack the blog more. But it's hard to change old habbits plus its been crazy busey. Fringe epiosdes have been going strong. I love the show i've began to notice little thigns that are part of the story but hidin in every sceane.&lt;br /&gt;The world is falling apart the money crisises getting worse and not much to do about it. The bad boys who we had over for shukot more about them i hope. I'd also like to reach some of the bad girls but we'll see kids at risk is a toucy subject for many in the frum world. In the meantime is the army ideale place for girls? more on that to i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gana go now so blessings-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-1539312804847146088?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1539312804847146088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=1539312804847146088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1539312804847146088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1539312804847146088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was-my-first-day-in-school-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-7904725841401120382</id><published>2008-10-15T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:25:48.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all.....</title><content type='html'>Life ( oh how the word changes everything) is well a hike or a road trip just a very long one. One that changes along the way. We wish we knew how or what the trip was like but we don't ( Hahshem runes the world rember that) how we act on the trip deal with the hardships and make of it all. Is going to be the outcome if your nasty on the trip the trip will be a pain in the ass what you make of life is how it is. Not that in my case that will hold true everyones life is diffrint but with my brother's freind's over for the yom tov its really got me thinking about this. Plus i've been going crazy bc some guy winked at me idk why and its been on my minde non-stop. uch i don't have a head to finish this mabey in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessings always-moadim li'simchah-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-7904725841401120382?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7904725841401120382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=7904725841401120382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7904725841401120382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7904725841401120382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-all.html' title='Its all.....'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-6731836447656458487</id><published>2008-10-08T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T06:28:20.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kipper'/><title type='text'>Yom Kipper</title><content type='html'>The one day of the year where i'm all dressed in white and am fasting and praying all day is Yom Kipper. I'm not sure what to say about this holy day there's alot to say and its hard to put into words. Its not easy to pray while fasting and praying a long time. Its not easy to fouces but i think Yom Kipper should be about forgivingnes and throwing away the old. No i may be able to fouces bc of little kids ruuning around and being in unpleasant showes. But i can show Hahsem i love him that i do forgive my fellow man even if they don't me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an easy fast and a gmar tov a year full of blessing and all the best-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-6731836447656458487?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6731836447656458487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=6731836447656458487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6731836447656458487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6731836447656458487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/yom-kipper.html' title='Yom Kipper'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-5769052157955893245</id><published>2008-10-02T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:10:26.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happnings'/><title type='text'>The happnings</title><content type='html'>So much has been going on that it would take forever to write whats going on. Rosh Hshnah past i can write all about the tv showes i've seen and of corse Fringe. Yom tov went pretty well My Dragon fruit tatsted horrid lol. Today was the fast of geldyliah we comrate gedleyiah who was killed.&lt;br /&gt;On to the tv showes abc ,nbc and fox have done really an outsanding job with the new epiosdes of the new seasons. Many showes seasons started up agin so i will be a bit busey watching them all. I hope to get back to wrtting yom kipper is fast on the way with sucokss not so far behind. Witch requires alot of work. Sucokss i hope will be nice we will be having many gutes ( well see how it goes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway good shoboss&lt;br /&gt;blessing always-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-5769052157955893245?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5769052157955893245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=5769052157955893245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5769052157955893245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5769052157955893245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/happnings.html' title='The happnings'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-4263288386441289520</id><published>2008-09-24T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:58:37.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosh Hashnah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='werid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish heads'/><title type='text'>Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrFakSwXCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mFHJPYru-A8/s1600-h/P1080066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrFakSwXCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mFHJPYru-A8/s320/P1080066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249725375863348258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrEqoZOiHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/17lhwTa5iTg/s1600-h/P1080064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrEqoZOiHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/17lhwTa5iTg/s320/P1080064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249724552330512498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrER4ei25I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cItW6mjBzHg/s1600-h/P1080095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrER4ei25I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cItW6mjBzHg/s320/P1080095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249724127151053714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to the shuk with my parents to do some Rosh Hshamah shopping. We came across some weird fruits. Huge mango's and many other weird things. I will put up some pix i insited on getting a ( well it looked like a flower) what i later found out to be a Dragon fruit. I hope it tastes good its a bit scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next there was a fruit stall with many diffrint fruits some looking quite scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge fish head made me ill from the smell and grossed me out just to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have many more pic but i think i'll save them for sun. Grate things coming up a review on fringe episode 3. My day at the army ( i got drafted) Beli neder a whole post and story about my day and the " fun" of it all. Rosh Hshanah almost here a few thughts on the yom tov. Alll coming up on breslevgirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a grate shoboss&lt;br /&gt;blessing always breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-4263288386441289520?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4263288386441289520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=4263288386441289520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4263288386441289520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4263288386441289520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/fruit.html' title='Fruit'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rXacTsebEpc/SNrFakSwXCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mFHJPYru-A8/s72-c/P1080066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2888244861272955759.post-6491415465930700458</id><published>2008-09-21T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:44:36.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='army'/><title type='text'>Bored outof my minde</title><content type='html'>Well the title says it all i'm bored yet at the same time freaking out why you ask? Well i got my army draft notice the other day and i have to report tomorrow i have to be up at 6 in the morning ( evil morning evil) i am going with prayers and emunah plus a positive attitude. i hope it goes well i have passes to pay for the bus ( Phew) no money worries a pass there and back ( yay). K so i should really be in the shower and doing 5 million other things i pray things go well. Beli neder i'll write about ok&lt;br /&gt;blessings always-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-6491415465930700458?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6491415465930700458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=6491415465930700458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6491415465930700458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6491415465930700458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored-outof-my-minde.html' title='Bored outof my minde'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-5643530694860963949</id><published>2008-09-21T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:43:45.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it all mean?</title><content type='html'>Exactly as it says. When we come down to it what does it all mean? At times we even ask what's the point. Things happen around us the world and everything kinds going on yet when we take a moment to sit on a bench. Like in the movies where time just stops for a moment. What does it all come down to. I was going to go on a Elul roade trip but it didn't work out. I would like if possible to go the grave of some tzadik before Rosh Hshanah. When we go and just sit and talk with Hashem we ask "what does it all mean"? Do we understand not at all ( i for sure don't) but mabey in an hour we can get some clarity. But in realiy what is life and what does it mean? Can you answer that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more  to come i hope -&lt;br /&gt;blessings always&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-5643530694860963949?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5643530694860963949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=5643530694860963949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5643530694860963949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5643530694860963949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-does-it-all-mean.html' title='What does it all mean?'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-7101336451231610102</id><published>2008-09-18T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:50:38.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fringe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Fringe/fringe_tv_show_image_joshua_jackson_and_anna_torv__1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Fringe/fringe_tv_show_image_joshua_jackson_and_anna_torv__1_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din't put up pix with the post so here is one now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-7101336451231610102?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7101336451231610102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=7101336451231610102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7101336451231610102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7101336451231610102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/fringe_18.html' title='Fringe'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-3796901782670209361</id><published>2008-09-18T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:43:23.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe'/><title type='text'>Fringe</title><content type='html'>As the new year is upon us so are new TV shows. If your like me frum but still watch many TV shows through the net then as always new shows.  I love Sci-fi and this new show &lt;a href="http://fox.com/fringe/"&gt;Fringe&lt;/a&gt; just tops it off.&lt;br /&gt;''&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When an international flight lands at Boston's Logan Airport with no signs of life, FBI Special Agent OLIVIA DUNHAM (Anna Torv) is called in to investigate as part of an inter-agency task force. After her partner, Special Agent JOHN SCOTT (Mark Valley), is nearly killed during the investigation, a desperate Olivia searches frantically for someone to help, leading her to DR. WALTER BISHOP (John Noble), our generation's Einstein. There's only one catch: he's been institutionalized for the last 17 years, and the only way to question him requires pulling his estranged son PETER (Joshua Jackson) in to help.'' ( i copy and pasted this from fox's site)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show brings a new level of science and scare but i really quite enjoyable. Episode 2  witch i just watch ( On the internet) brings a whole new story line i really enjoyed it. Yes it gave me chills but i love the show the story line explores science and the lives of the ppl involved. Walter is a scientist who many years before explored the relmes of Fringe science. He has been in a mental hoshpitiol for the past 17  years and was taken out to help solve a case weird things are happening that no one can explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is really really grate and i love it bc it intimates me ( yes i just said that) the show plays on Tuesday's i can't usually see it till a few days later but i hope to keep up with the show i a fan. Since watching the first show though it does scare me a bit i think Fringe has grate potability in store for it  i hope many fan sites pop up and beli nder i hope to review each weeks show and post my thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i said i will review each weeks show so here's my first review :)&lt;br /&gt;The show starts off with a girl laying in bed talking to a guy while he's in the bathroom doing some weird things with medical stuff. Within a short time shes screaming in pain and something in moving in her stomach when they guy takes her to the hospitable and leaves her off there. Later Oliva who is revwing the unsolved case from the first episode ( her boyfriend jone was some crazy guy invloed in unknowen thigns)  is called up to help solve the case. The epiosde bored me a bit not much i was expecting more action or more scary stuff but the less the better though i think thats what makes the show so good the scary stuff. Oliva ,Walter and peter struggle to slove the case witch you could say is still not soleved.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to write more but its late here so i'm gana run hope you enjoyed this i hope to write more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night,&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-3796901782670209361?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3796901782670209361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=3796901782670209361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/3796901782670209361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/3796901782670209361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/fringe.html' title='Fringe'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-6134488653662845222</id><published>2008-09-15T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:43:48.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frum'/><title type='text'>Life and idea's</title><content type='html'>So today was ok i spoke with a close friend on the phone for like 2 hours that made all the difference. Life is never easy believe me i know that but there's so much that happens we rearlly stop and take a moment to think. I've come up with some idea's for a show like a tv show yes.I'm really exited about this idea becuse it really reflects the frum world. The frum world i think needs change in many ares but also to relize pepole havedrems asprations and not all of them are attnbile becuseof thesecotiy we live in. I hope that if i do the show ormabey find some prdoucer that i can really bring to the "table" what frum life is like and how many of wish we wernt frum but embrace it anywyay. No its noteasy wearing long sleeves long skrits long scoks but we do with with out thought.&lt;br /&gt;Life is what we live andgo through everyday its also a pain in the ass ( no i wont take that back) there is a butey tolife we just have to find it or dig for it nope oncemore its not easy. I wish many many many times it were but i guess theres something you gain from it all. Becuse by the time your 60 you just think back and lugh. While living at the moment is not easy and filled with pain it passes or so i'm told my roade in life has been very hard. I look backat somethign and smile others with tears or anger still it is what it is. I'd love to write more but time is running short gata run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always -&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-6134488653662845222?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6134488653662845222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=6134488653662845222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6134488653662845222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/6134488653662845222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-and-ideas.html' title='Life and idea&apos;s'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-5384903217038897048</id><published>2008-09-14T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:47:13.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><title type='text'>Wishful dreams</title><content type='html'>If you haven't read it maybe you've seen the movie "A walk to rember" is a book/movie about two Yong teens who fall in love except that the girl has cancer. I've never read the book but have seen the movie. Tnoight after a crazy and boring day i blew power to my house and my father got very very upset ( i blew out his speaks to opps) and walked away with the laptop. Deciding i wasn't going to care i turned on the desktop to watch a few movies.  I was on youtube and was getting bored so i typed in "A walk to rember" i just finished watching the movie crying wishing i had that in my life. My world is crazy and messed up you can't imagine but this story made me think that even though its hard its up to me how it is. If i'm angery and sad, hurt all the time i will becom a bitter person but even through it all i smile and make the best out of it things could be a little diffrint. No its not easy nothing in life ever is but it can't hurt right?&lt;br /&gt;We are now in the month of Elul so much is stuffed into one month pain, happnies, joy, teshuvah&lt;br /&gt;but lets take a moment and reflect on everything find a quite spot like a lake or a feild and just stand or sit and think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-5384903217038897048?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5384903217038897048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=5384903217038897048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5384903217038897048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/5384903217038897048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/wishful-dreams.html' title='Wishful dreams'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-4916178002096182077</id><published>2008-09-08T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:10:19.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan ben yakov</title><content type='html'>Today is the yartizit of dan the son of yakov.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-4916178002096182077?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4916178002096182077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=4916178002096182077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4916178002096182077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/4916178002096182077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/dan-ben-yakov.html' title='Dan ben yakov'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-9140425511701363107</id><published>2008-09-08T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:09:31.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teshuvah</title><content type='html'>ok so 2 grate posts coming up. One on a teens life and another on teshuvah its the month of elul when the king is in the felid.  So a post about that soon i hope plus more coimmg soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-9140425511701363107?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9140425511701363107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=9140425511701363107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/9140425511701363107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/9140425511701363107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/teshuvah.html' title='teshuvah'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-1608455837145751727</id><published>2008-09-03T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:36:03.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life in general</title><content type='html'>Ahh life a journey or a path that we all walk. We all wish that walking that path or taking the journey will be easy but it isn't, and thats what makes  life so much more in way. I wish i knew what life was it would make this so much easier but our journey is not all the same.&lt;br /&gt;Though i'd like to go on i'm stuck on what to say next so sned me your thoughts about life in the comments. I in the meantime will be doing some thinking and will write more about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up The holy rode trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight-&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-1608455837145751727?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1608455837145751727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=1608455837145751727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1608455837145751727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/1608455837145751727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-in-general.html' title='Life in general'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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-2888244861272955759.post-7214202895205269645</id><published>2008-09-03T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:23:29.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breslevgirl'/><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Though blogging is not a new thing to me i thought I'd really start for once. blogging offers so much mabey this can help me with my grammar and spelling ( lol). But i know that I'm gana try for awhile and see where it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come journey with me through life and everything elts&lt;br /&gt;breslevgirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2888244861272955759-7214202895205269645?l=breslevgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7214202895205269645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2888244861272955759&amp;postID=7214202895205269645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7214202895205269645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2888244861272955759/posts/default/7214202895205269645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breslevgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>breslevgirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14447626652039542102</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></feed>
