<?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-5860580398492561958</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:18:13.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$$leann</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860580398492561958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04267242371821033030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iP925B2W6Ag/SWIkl4DVg_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/l-sSv8TA7Uc/S220/m_a68cc7ff5c32bbaed5b9c8865391c34d.jpg'/></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-5860580398492561958.post-9214589272174671314</id><published>2009-01-16T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:09:11.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 will be the death of me</title><content type='html'>as of right now i have not a clue where to start. but this will be a long blog a make up of what i havent wrote about witch is the cause of all my anger and lack of work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 1st.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new years. awesome time awesome pictures awesome people not such an awesome pretend boyfriend. i guess &lt;strong&gt;alcohol and 26 year old red heads don't mix&lt;/strong&gt; i hope one day someone sleeps with her boyfriend. it is never ok to get drunk and sleep with someones boyfriend. when you know they have a girlfriend and it is never ok as a guy to say yea let me stick my penis in you, my girlfriend wont mind . not under any condition ..anywayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 3rd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i advice to anyone that decides they wanna move..&lt;strong&gt;BUY NEW STUFF&lt;/strong&gt;. leave eveything behind. i cant even count how much stuff ive lost because of moving. pain in the ass i can tell ya that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 7th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just when i think nothing else could go wrong...it does my cars breaks...seriously wtf. its fixed now but damn.im starting to think 2009 is just not for me. gets worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 12th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went job hunting found some really great jobs just to show you how my years going the first job i went to apply for walked in they said they werent hiring but thats all good..i go back out to my car and &lt;strong&gt;I LOOKED MY KEYS AND CELL&lt;/strong&gt; in my car. its like 20 degrees out..wtf. i had to go back in and ask to use there phone i looked likea complete ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;January 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I GET FIRED FROM THE JOB IVE BEEN AT FOR ALMOST 3 YEARS CUS OF DUMB ASS PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt; not only was it over something so stupid. i didnt even tell anyone and still everyone knows. but im sure it made someones night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 14th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not only do i swear someone keeps throwing shit at my driver door i &lt;strong&gt;LOOKED MY KEYS IN MY CAR AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. while getting gas. it was like 10 degrees out and im in just a hoodie and bball shorts. so i call my mom for my dad to bring me spair she tells him im at the exxon/wendys where we used to live in savage . and im at the one near where we live now in elkridge . so he drove all the way to savage from elkridge to drive all the way back for nothing and some guy almost hit my car at the gas pump. seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!WARNING!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if your thinking of getting a job at rams head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its full of drama. dumb ass people. shady ass people. except a select few. &lt;strong&gt;ive found some of my best friends there &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January 16th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woke up way late. damn phone died meaning no alarm. still havent found my phone charger couldnt find &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; to wear i come to work and my bose was like.. oh wow. "did you loose a bet" ha ha. it was funny but the only thing i could find was black caprises. AND BROWN SHOES if you are a girl you know that brown and black DONT go together. ever. ahah so i look a mess. but no one sees me so im ok with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im just glad its friday. tonight WILL be fun. i cant disclose my plans but i can say it will be funlook out haters. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860580398492561958-9214589272174671314?l=leannsballin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/feeds/9214589272174671314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-of-right-now-i-have-not-clue-where.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860580398492561958/posts/default/9214589272174671314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860580398492561958/posts/default/9214589272174671314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-of-right-now-i-have-not-clue-where.html' title='2009 will be the death of me'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04267242371821033030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iP925B2W6Ag/SWIkl4DVg_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/l-sSv8TA7Uc/S220/m_a68cc7ff5c32bbaed5b9c8865391c34d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860580398492561958.post-7892517847248731223</id><published>2009-01-05T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:36:32.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its monday. hey whos ready for friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;let me just say moving sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unpacking sucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 so far SUCKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;news years, SUCKED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my phone sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my non boyfriend. sucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26 year old bitches SUCK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im just in that mood to bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;badllyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860580398492561958-7892517847248731223?l=leannsballin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/feeds/7892517847248731223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-monday-hey-whos-ready-for-friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860580398492561958/posts/default/7892517847248731223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860580398492561958/posts/default/7892517847248731223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leannsballin.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-monday-hey-whos-ready-for-friday.html' title='its monday. hey whos ready for friday.'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04267242371821033030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iP925B2W6Ag/SWIkl4DVg_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/l-sSv8TA7Uc/S220/m_a68cc7ff5c32bbaed5b9c8865391c34d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
