<?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-3886907</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:26:07.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a girls blog</title><subtitle type='html'>personal ramblings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escaping.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escaping.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549025895734069236</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3886907.post-89531924</id><published>2003-02-21T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T19:10:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iiiiimmmmmm bored as hell. and i havnt blogged at all since Jan. 24. wanna know why? i forgot my damn username! haha. how stupid! well a lot has happened between then and now. my bestest friend in the whole wide world got kicked out of my fucked up school because of the most stupidest reason ever, but i cant explain exactly why, im afraid ill break the keyboard with all my anger...dammit i hate everything about my school. well besides the few friends i got, and one certain good-looking (and funny) guy. yes. a guy. i like a guy. how weird. the last guy i liked was robert hill, and look were that got me. nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another wonderful thing that happened was that i flunked all my finals.  joy. seriously i did. all of them except English, Math, and ASL. Speaking of ASL, i hate that class. its the STUPIDEST class ever!! my teacher is weird, he never tries to talk to me only the &lt;br /&gt;other kids in the class, probably because i scare him with my jacked up face eh? And I dont know anyone in that class. they are all short freshman (i shouldnt be talking, im as tall as them...) or weird people i wanna know.  stupid class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else? oh yes, i had another weekend filled with drama last week.  my f*%#^$%*&amp;#$ shit of a step mom is a b%$$#^* i hate her ass so much.  she was yelling at my brother (my real brother not half) and telling him what a jerk he was because of something that she thinks he did (and he didnt do) and she was making him feel all bad, and trying to tell him that he was a liar and shit, and I kept rolling my eyes and sighing or shaking my head etc. i was hella mad! i cant stand it when people make my brother or other family member feel like shit, or bring their self-esteem low because of a stupid reason, and its wrong anyways.  so i had tears in my eyes from clenching my teeth so hard, and she asks me (in a very bitchy tone) why im sighing and shit. so i say "nothing" and she keeps bugging me about it (her voice is getting bitcher by the moment) so finally i just say, "what the hell?! just leave us alone, damn it!" i dont know if she heard all of it because my half sister was yelling behing us, but she got the drift. my dad by the way, was there the whole time.  so when we get home, i start my "im pissed off at you, and you better know it" mood.  Slamming doors, glaring at people, walking fast, etc. so my dad knows im mad, and he asks my step mom to go and make up with me. im getting ready to go to bed, and i know shes going to come in, so i turn off the light, and pretend im sleeping. SHE MAKES ME GET UP! dammit i hate her.  so i get up, and she tries to sound all motherly and crap, telling me if anythings wrong at home or anything i should tell her, and how she raised me since i was 6 (like hell she did! the bitch sees me 2 days in a week, if even then, and she says shes been raising me!!!?!?) and how shes the one who feeds me (yea. sure... having your leftovers from the previous week is called feeding people..) so shes all trying to get me to say something or do something like hug her and say "gee golly stepmom, i looove you!! lets be friends forever!" over my dead body. so i slightly push her away and try to go to sleep, but she knows i hate hugging her, so she forces me to hug her. damn i hate that woman so much!!! its a good thing i have this blogger thing so i can vent lol.  i cant really talk to people about this kind of shit, they don't understand, they think im making a big deal out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;well this entry is much longer than i thought lol, better go now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3886907-89531924?l=escaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/89531924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/89531924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escaping.blogspot.com/index.html#89531924' title=''/><author><name>Mia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549025895734069236</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3886907.post-87982332</id><published>2003-01-24T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T15:46:07.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, its my first real entry here, so I better make it interesting...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to my dad's house in a few hours, lucky me *rolls eyes*.  I hate it there.  Stupid shitnitz.  I'll end up watching TV the whole weekend, while baby-sitting my half-sister and brothers, do you want to know how bad it is being the oldest child?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I feel like shit right now, just got back from school, which should explain it lol.  Bio is last period, so it ruins your whole day.  Failed 2 tests.  I got a C or lower. Joy.  If you don't see me at school on Monday, it's probably because my parents killed me.  Though I don't think my dad would care.  Shitnitz.   Hmmm...finals next week.  I'll "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;attempt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" to study.  Notice how I emphasize attempt lol.  This was supposed to be Dead Week right? Dead Week my ass, I had more homework than I've ever had before.  Stupid damn teachers.   Well, have yourselves a nice weekend everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3886907-87982332?l=escaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/87982332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/87982332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escaping.blogspot.com/index.html#87982332' title=''/><author><name>Mia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549025895734069236</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3886907.post-87931989</id><published>2003-01-23T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:03:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, welcome to my little blog/journal thingy.  ill probably write stuff about school or my "emotions" lol, just so you know...i don't feel like posting today, ill do it tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3886907-87931989?l=escaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/87931989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/87931989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escaping.blogspot.com/index.html#87931989' title=''/><author><name>Mia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549025895734069236</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3886907.post-87931591</id><published>2003-01-23T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T18:07:32.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>um...testing 1-2-3 lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3886907-87931591?l=escaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/87931591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3886907/posts/default/87931591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escaping.blogspot.com/index.html#87931591' title=''/><author><name>Mia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10549025895734069236</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></entry></feed>
