<?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-8563856215821896441</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:31:27.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i'm really thinking about</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563856215821896441.post-3555373669246071147</id><published>2008-03-03T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:10:48.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's back:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563856215821896441-3555373669246071147?l=whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563856215821896441.post-4530950064378746956</id><published>2008-02-09T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T08:41:07.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got home from a party. i've a feeling my friend was trying to hook me up with her bf's cuz. not someone i'd have a crush on. but seems smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563856215821896441-4530950064378746956?l=whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4530950064378746956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563856215821896441&amp;postID=4530950064378746956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/4530950064378746956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/4530950064378746956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-got-home-from-party.html' title=''/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-4767719285599389505</id><published>2008-02-08T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T07:41:56.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a couple of guys keep telling me they miss me. but if there's someone i want to miss me, it's you. sometimes i tell myself to forget you. and i'd be ok for some time. then i find myself daydreaming about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563856215821896441-4767719285599389505?l=whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4767719285599389505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563856215821896441&amp;postID=4767719285599389505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/4767719285599389505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/4767719285599389505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/2008/02/couple-of-guys-keep-telling-me-they.html' title=''/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-745844921522966325</id><published>2008-02-01T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:57:42.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear _____,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you even miss talking to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563856215821896441-745844921522966325?l=whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/745844921522966325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563856215821896441&amp;postID=745844921522966325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/745844921522966325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/745844921522966325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-dont-you-even-miss-talking-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-6632987210900966367</id><published>2008-01-31T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T04:51:45.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why can't i stop thinking about him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-6233245680113013279</id><published>2008-01-30T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T04:29:47.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's weird. my friends say i'm a natural flirt but i still feel like a dork around guys. i don't play the game but most guys who keep in touch are players. sure the attention you get is flattering but after some time, you can already predict what line they are going to deliver next. someone told me i can't get into a relationship because i'm still hung up on the second guy. and if that is true, then i'm doomed.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-4230265641546840051</id><published>2008-01-24T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T02:25:57.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>single girl ranting</title><content type='html'>to all the married women who look down on single women, you may think you have it all just because you've managed to nab your guys. but while you're up there feeling secure about your status, please tell your husbands to stop flirting with us. unless you see us wearing engagement rings, please stop asking us when we'll get married because we don't ask you when you and your husbands will separate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563856215821896441-4230265641546840051?l=whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4230265641546840051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563856215821896441&amp;postID=4230265641546840051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/4230265641546840051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563856215821896441/posts/default/4230265641546840051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/2008/01/single-girl-ranting.html' title='single girl ranting'/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-5463689215567092111</id><published>2008-01-22T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T03:12:21.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i'd post something interesting one of these days and not the mundane stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not doing anything wrong but i know something's not right about it also. so if it's not right, it's wrong, right? sigh..life's full of gray areas after you graduate from college&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>randomthoughts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06624363851103308369</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-8563856215821896441.post-861898861574649069</id><published>2008-01-17T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T08:20:21.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first blog entry..no not really</title><content type='html'>i really don't know why i made another blog when i already have one. but all  my friends know that the other blog is mine. and i just realized i really don't like talking about my problems. i may be a good listener but i don't want to burden anyone with my ranting. hencethis blog. here i can rant all i want without jeopardizing anything. not that i don't have friends. but why do i have to announce i'm not in a good state? why can't they just know without me having to spell it out? ok so i'm not making any sense. i know. i'm just thinking out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..i'm a mess. i still don't know what i want in life. everybody has moved to another stage in life and i feel stuck. i'm such a coward. sometimes i just want to know if my life means anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563856215821896441-861898861574649069?l=whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatimreallythinkingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/861898861574649069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563856215821896441&amp;postID=861898861574649069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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