<?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-3833526163224045209</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:05:50.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833526163224045209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478368293837706138</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-3833526163224045209.post-8135616158708230735</id><published>2008-04-04T17:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:41:33.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bloggie =)</title><content type='html'>Hey. Hey. Hi =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name's Siyana, I'm a freshman in high school. I like video games and being sarcastic, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've kinda got  a kinda small (big) problem =) My best friend happens to be a boy, and I happen to like his best friend. Buuut, my best friend likes me, even though he knows that I like his best friend. He's not gonna say anything cause he doesn't wanna make things awkward for me, but I can sense these things. Now, the kid I like (best friend's best friend) is starting to be a poopyhead to me and I'm not sure if I even want to be with him. J (my best friend) is helping me try to figure out what to do, and I feel bad because he's honestly trying to do what's best for me, even though it's practically killing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaand, my other friend keeps feeling sorry for herself because her ex doesn't want to get back together with her cause he thinks she's rather annoying (I wonder why). I want to tell her to stop making an idiot of herself and move the heck on, but I don't want to start anything. I'm not scared of her or anything, I just don't like listening to her squeaky voice complain about whose side I'm on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3833526163224045209-8135616158708230735?l=sinslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8135616158708230735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3833526163224045209&amp;postID=8135616158708230735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833526163224045209/posts/default/8135616158708230735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3833526163224045209/posts/default/8135616158708230735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinslife.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-bloggie.html' title='First Bloggie =)'/><author><name>Sin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08478368293837706138</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>
