<?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-4253125848804604623</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:20:36.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>complicatedxlife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16226600846784052773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gm-k1ZSY9ME/SIxLkl72I4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/g3f79YyDTBg/S220/thumb_dickherber14qz4.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4253125848804604623.post-7840749497559209273</id><published>2008-02-19T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:18:30.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel like killing myself this minute...bleh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now: Eating pixie stix+doing homework(ugh)+being depressed+talking on msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hate today. Did not enjoy the lessons at all and is having a bunch of freakin homework on my desk. my friend helped me to tell on my partner for not contributing/doing her work for the freakin history game project. Kinda pity for her having to talk to mr ong...but oh well. Not my fault. Who are her NOT to do her work? I didn't. I told her to DO her WORK. I remind her like, EVERY SINGLE DAY. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So depressed these few days...school is not okay, friendship not okay, everything is NOT okay. i hate my life right now. Im scared, depressed, lost. its the kind where you're kinda mixed up and you have no idea who you are....i hate that feeling. makes me feel so uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta do muh work right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;[[complicatedxlife]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kiss me in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love me in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold me till the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't break my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4253125848804604623-7840749497559209273?l=complicatedxlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7840749497559209273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4253125848804604623&amp;postID=7840749497559209273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default/7840749497559209273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default/7840749497559209273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/feel-like-killing-myself-this.html' title='Feel like killing myself this minute...bleh.'/><author><name>complicatedxlife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16226600846784052773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gm-k1ZSY9ME/SIxLkl72I4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/g3f79YyDTBg/S220/thumb_dickherber14qz4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4253125848804604623.post-5678364460398252852</id><published>2008-02-18T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T04:27:21.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life...today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont get it...why must i work with her? Oh right...I dont have any other choices...bleh. this sucks. She doesnt do anything and she ACTUALLY gets mad at me for asking her whether she started her part yet. i mean, what the eff is wrong with her? She didnt start her part earlier so i gotta like, ask her or remind her or WHATEVER. i dont really give a damn about it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoo, knew that i passed for overall taody...yay!! thought i wouldn't coz of math...damn math. hate math. they always get me confused and end up not knowing how to do them...god. Afterall, secondary life might not be thatttt good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't believe i got 59.3 for chinese. that's like, C6. so depressed about it. my aunty is gonna kill me...*sob sob*....but beside this chinese grade thingy magjiny, theres a whole LOT of other things to be depressed about...friendship, school grades, family stuff...blah blah blah...way too many that i can't even count MYSELF. i mean, this is totally lame. I'm tired of pretending to be happy and i can't anymore. Gosh. I dont get why must MY life get tangled up. Why not others? theres a whole lot of people that havent felt this way...oh well, i suppose i have to live wiht it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta go now anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have to sleep soon and gotta fix my bag for tommorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Byebye and sleep tight people. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[[complicatedxlife]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4253125848804604623-5678364460398252852?l=complicatedxlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5678364460398252852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4253125848804604623&amp;postID=5678364460398252852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default/5678364460398252852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default/5678364460398252852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-lifetoday.html' title='my life...today.'/><author><name>complicatedxlife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16226600846784052773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gm-k1ZSY9ME/SIxLkl72I4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/g3f79YyDTBg/S220/thumb_dickherber14qz4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4253125848804604623.post-187450286878923235</id><published>2008-02-16T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T01:19:21.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New to this</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im totally new to this so i hope i will figure our how this works soon...:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some things about me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love expressing myself through poems and music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this probably means that i won't be able to live without it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theres two gals that i hate in my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;they were the ones that ruined MY life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and kinda backstabbed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but whateva, i got true friends and i know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love doing sports- especially horse-riding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a passion for it, and i can't wait to take long courses this year :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;have a few amigas (best friends)- won't mention their names. got about 8 of them...i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;they rock my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;they helped me with everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;big fan of.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Black and white pictures (so classic and vintage-y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Facebook, can never live without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Quotes, funny quotes, love quotes. Anything that actually can have me remember them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-icons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;think thats all...oh right. a good friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;he makes me laugh so much that my stomach hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;thats all you needa know about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;all those main things are right up there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you won't needa know my name coz i don't really want my friends to find me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;THIS is MY private place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so don't come near it and BACK OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe...just kiddin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-[[complicatedxlife]]-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4253125848804604623-187450286878923235?l=complicatedxlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/feeds/187450286878923235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4253125848804604623&amp;postID=187450286878923235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default/187450286878923235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4253125848804604623/posts/default/187450286878923235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedxlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-to-this.html' title='New to this'/><author><name>complicatedxlife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16226600846784052773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Gm-k1ZSY9ME/SIxLkl72I4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/g3f79YyDTBg/S220/thumb_dickherber14qz4.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
