<?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-6713025301767379334</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:11:52.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a small town girl, living in a lonely world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6713025301767379334.post-7786544253429298381</id><published>2010-01-19T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:03:04.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Sweat The Little Things</title><content type='html'>A wise man once told me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In life, it is not that we do not measure up to our goals. It is just that we are not ready to achieve them even when we think it is time. It is merely life testing us to see if we have the strength to push on. Adversity is just another class we have to take."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-7786544253429298381?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/7786544253429298381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-sweat-little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/7786544253429298381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/7786544253429298381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-sweat-little-things.html' title='Dont Sweat The Little Things'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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-6713025301767379334.post-2135106618552056083</id><published>2010-01-13T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:16:10.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indianapolis, Indiana</title><content type='html'>I am leaving for Indianapolis, Indiana in approximately seven hours and this will be my last post before&amp;nbsp;I board the bus for a ten hour journey. My team and I will be there till Sunday night and hopefully get back around Monday morning. It just so happens that&amp;nbsp;my birthday is this Saturday as well! So send your birthday thoughts down south and be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-2135106618552056083?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/2135106618552056083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/indianapolis-indiana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/2135106618552056083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/2135106618552056083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/indianapolis-indiana.html' title='Indianapolis, Indiana'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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-6713025301767379334.post-4710045050311744368</id><published>2010-01-11T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:11:59.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters From The Past (I)</title><content type='html'>Dearest Colette of the future, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know a couple of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;That bucket list of yours is saved under Documents-Noteworthy Projects-"The Bucket List."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should really get around to erasing that calendar from 2009.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be careful of men a significant number of years older than you. You know who I'm talking about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You saved those two fish of yours from animal cruelty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That foundation you ran out of is called L'Oreal Paris Bare Naturale General Mineral Makeup Buff Beige 466.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He liked you and never never did a thing about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Erase your texts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've been to Florida five times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You survived Y2K, Bird Flu, Mad Cow Disease, 9/11 and Swine Flue. You are pretty much invincible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're not perfect, but the closest thing to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I hope you read this letter and remember all the great times you had and other such things. One last thing I'd like to add is this: chasing boys is stupid - in time, they'll be long gone and you'll forget where you came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Self, &lt;br /&gt;Colette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-4710045050311744368?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/4710045050311744368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/letters-from-past-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/4710045050311744368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/4710045050311744368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/letters-from-past-i.html' title='Letters From The Past (I)'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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-6713025301767379334.post-1567372173108474667</id><published>2010-01-11T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:36:17.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>Have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather let there be no chance of regrets in the future. &lt;br /&gt;If you want to do something, get it done. &lt;br /&gt;If you want to say something, say it. &lt;br /&gt;If you want answers, ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if you don't, &lt;br /&gt;in fifty years, you'll look back and wish you'd done or said those things when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let there be no second-guessing, no looking back, no giving up half-way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act now, or forever hold your peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-1567372173108474667?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/1567372173108474667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/1567372173108474667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/1567372173108474667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Years Resolution'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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-6713025301767379334.post-7904206248031801875</id><published>2010-01-07T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:19:26.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules To Live By (I)</title><content type='html'>1. Do not keep a knife on the floor of the back seat of a taxi cab. It is not good for business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When playing a gentlemen's game, be honest - admit to your mistakes, follow the rules, don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Always give customers their reciept. If you drive away without having done so, do not expect them to pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-7904206248031801875?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/7904206248031801875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/rules-to-live-by-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/7904206248031801875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/7904206248031801875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/rules-to-live-by-i.html' title='Rules To Live By (I)'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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-6713025301767379334.post-5241845677515628256</id><published>2010-01-06T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:12:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Partially True Story</title><content type='html'>"I think Mohammed likes me."&lt;br /&gt;"He talks without moving his lips..."&lt;br /&gt;"What the hell? What?"&lt;br /&gt;"When he talks, his lips don't move. Watch him next time."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay...? He keeps talking to me."&lt;br /&gt;"Because he loves you."&lt;br /&gt;"Like Konrad loves you?"&lt;br /&gt;"He does love me. We're engaged - surprise!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-5241845677515628256?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/5241845677515628256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/partially-true-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/5241845677515628256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/5241845677515628256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/partially-true-story.html' title='A Partially True Story'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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-6713025301767379334.post-1394241936279807059</id><published>2010-01-05T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:43:57.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We mustn't want it all.</title><content type='html'>It's cold out. The snow has finally begun to fall, drift, surround us. But below it's deceitfully soft, silky surface lies&amp;nbsp;unsighted a layer of solid ice. Anything but harmless,&amp;nbsp;it waits immobile - a&amp;nbsp;predator to uncautious wanderers of the road. Teeth chatter, fingers and toes are deprived of feeling, the mind thinks of nothing but home. It is in this state that we labourously trudge onward through the ever-growing&amp;nbsp;heaps of snow toward warmth, protection, shelter. And when at last, what was simply a fantasy becomes reality before our very eyes, we will reminisce of the soft, silky snowflakes, of the comforting blanket upon us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6713025301767379334-1394241936279807059?l=sunnicole93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/feeds/1394241936279807059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-mustnt-want-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/1394241936279807059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6713025301767379334/posts/default/1394241936279807059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sunnicole93.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-mustnt-want-it-all.html' title='We mustn&apos;t want it all.'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14500495887176866893</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>
