<?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-13217966</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:26:39.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone on the beaten road</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13217966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17228503263834643740</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13217966.post-112184430316791267</id><published>2005-07-20T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T00:25:03.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pttttpttttsssssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;really. can't school just give me a break? week 3 is the due date of math pt, tml is the due date for geog. and 2 weeks later is due date for chi. its like what's the point of all these pts? no pt rite? just for the numbers printed on a piece of paper. with my kind of lifestyle, i think i'd die before i can even retire. which in other words mean that my life is just slogging and mugging till i die. mugging till 21. working my head off till im 65 . and possibly dying before i finish working and starting on enjoyment and retirement. so my money will probably go to some old poor and beaten home for the aged or some home for abandoned animals. oh pts oh hmk oh sch... y did u have to exist? u tear the life out of life and the soul out of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13217966-112184430316791267?l=earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com/feeds/112184430316791267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13217966&amp;postID=112184430316791267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13217966/posts/default/112184430316791267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13217966/posts/default/112184430316791267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com/2005/07/pttttpttttsssssssss.html' title='pttttpttttsssssssss'/><author><name>Lynette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17228503263834643740</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-13217966.post-111720892567261560</id><published>2005-05-27T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T08:48:45.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good day bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haven't cried ONCE in school! (except once in p2...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not ONCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;never NEVER never NEVER never NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;found out that crying really makes u feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MUCH better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just let all the feelings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;flow out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;run out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;crash out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't even noe why i cried!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was just feeling odd. or crazy. or bonkos. or depressed. maybe its all.&lt;br /&gt;sucky gpa. bad grouping. tired mind. sad soul.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose life can be much worse than now.&lt;br /&gt;it better NOT get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;some people just get all the luck don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;some people can just be free riders can't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;some people just suck big time don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;some people can just suck ur blood out like a leech can't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;some people just have a humongous attitude problem don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;some people can just ignore u and treat u like shit can't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;some people just totally piss u off don't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;some people can be bloody irritating and hypocritical can't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rest is what i need.&lt;br /&gt;a good long rejuventaing revitalising soul-and-body-recharging rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13217966-111720892567261560?l=earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com/feeds/111720892567261560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13217966&amp;postID=111720892567261560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13217966/posts/default/111720892567261560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13217966/posts/default/111720892567261560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://earthlyilluzions.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-day-bad-day.html' title='good day bad day'/><author><name>Lynette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17228503263834643740</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>
