<?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-3262355193397687148</id><updated>2011-08-13T18:01:44.439-07:00</updated><category term='Canada'/><category term='Prince Charning.'/><category term='ID'/><title type='text'>Life as I know it.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceymichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262355193397687148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceymichelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>StaceyMichelle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14793013544331595303</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262355193397687148.post-8499088950229867484</id><published>2011-08-13T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T18:01:44.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ID'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Charning.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of now I am getting sick of being in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Thats right. And yes you may call me a bitch and selfish and whatever else&amp;nbsp;you'd&amp;nbsp;like to throw at me. I don't really give to shits. I am home sick.&lt;br /&gt;And why? Its not like I have some prince charming waiting for me to come home. No.&lt;br /&gt;I have a stupid&amp;nbsp;nineteen&amp;nbsp;year old brother who likes to make me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I have a best friend who has the worst mood swings going. And oh yes I splendid job answering phones to look forward to :/.&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing is I have my ID when I get back. But....I have no money.&lt;br /&gt;I have had a good time here. I just don't like Canada. Its to quiet for me. I could never live there.&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool is much better.&amp;nbsp;Theres&amp;nbsp;always something going on so that when I have a bad day I can just forget about it and concentrate on&amp;nbsp;whatever&amp;nbsp;going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life summed up in a word right now. SHIT. I mean come on. No money. No boyfriend. I still miss my friggin ex from about a year ago and I have a bad stomach. My brother owes me money which I doubt ill see again even though I sorta need it. My best friend I am never going to see thanks to her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a bitch. I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;care less right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True my auntie and uncle have been amazing while I have been here. Anything ive needed theyve sorted it out. And theyve let us stay with them which is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of ranting now. I am going off to try and play some poker. Not that I have the slightest clue how to play but ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL SMH. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262355193397687148-8499088950229867484?l=staceymichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staceymichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8499088950229867484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://staceymichelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/as-of-now-i-am-getting-sick-of-being-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262355193397687148/posts/default/8499088950229867484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262355193397687148/posts/default/8499088950229867484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staceymichelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/as-of-now-i-am-getting-sick-of-being-in.html' title=''/><author><name>StaceyMichelle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14793013544331595303</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><georss:featurename>Nova Scotia, Canada</georss:featurename><georss:point>44.5534208 -63.41154540000002</georss:point><georss:box>40.9321318 -68.28281040000002 48.174709799999995 -58.54028040000002</georss:box></entry></feed>
