<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430787034027789139</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 02:28:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>C'est la Vie</title><description>The unexamined life is not worth living.</description><link>http://alexandriagalloway.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Alexandria Paige)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3430787034027789139.post-2680204809709904889</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 00:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T17:55:39.445-07:00</atom:updated><title>A Very Special Boy..</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3f3zqwAEwkQ/SdQJzx7FZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p-DF28j5rvc/s1600-h/ty+and+al+edit+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319887845010532018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3f3zqwAEwkQ/SdQJzx7FZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p-DF28j5rvc/s400/ty+and+al+edit+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last December I met one very special boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had no idea how special he was until weeks after our first conversation. His name is Tyler Mote.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were first introduced at one of his basketball games that I attended with several of my friends from another school. They told me that there was a great guy that I just HAD to meet. I didn't think much of it, but just to get my mind off an awful week, I went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After we talked for about a minute and a half, I went back to my seat and thought nothing of it. After the game, however, I became a little more interested.. He came to my friend Lauren's house for a post-game party. I finally got to see him doing something other than playing basketball. That night I sent him a text message and the rest is history..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tyler: I thought you would love to read that the first post on my blog is about you! So enjoy this.. hahaha Love you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3430787034027789139-2680204809709904889?l=alexandriagalloway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://alexandriagalloway.blogspot.com/2009/04/very-special-boy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alexandria Paige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3f3zqwAEwkQ/SdQJzx7FZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p-DF28j5rvc/s72-c/ty+and+al+edit+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>