<?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-2341513987649059966</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:25:00.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside Bel's Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></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-2341513987649059966.post-3444726564360223547</id><published>2009-03-29T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:42:05.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>So I faced rejection again lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll still find her, and its been one hell of a journey ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-3444726564360223547?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/3444726564360223547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/3444726564360223547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/3444726564360223547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2341513987649059966.post-4856815062054899253</id><published>2009-02-03T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T00:56:44.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>She lied to me about everything...Everything.  She pretended to be someone else, because she thought she was ugly and wasn't good enough.  WTF???  How can you get someone's love with a lie?  I'm sorry for the gloomy Blogging, i've just been having shocks and my heart crumbled throughout these past days.  Maybe I should just give up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-4856815062054899253?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/4856815062054899253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/4856815062054899253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/4856815062054899253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/02/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2341513987649059966.post-7151003225783554784</id><published>2009-01-28T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:09:09.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it happend...</title><content type='html'>Just as I thought, my gf broke up with me.  The messed up part is that she didn't even say anything to me...I feel so hurt right now, can any of you please give me some kind of comfort?  I'd really appreciate it...later everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-7151003225783554784?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/7151003225783554784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-it-happend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/7151003225783554784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/7151003225783554784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-it-happend.html' title='So it happend...'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2341513987649059966.post-3973845104373910779</id><published>2009-01-26T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T19:26:46.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does this have to happen....</title><content type='html'>So I haven't heard from my girlfriend in weeks.  And she won't answer any of my calls, so I guess it's over...Why does this always have to happen to me??  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do wrong that people always have to leave me or ditch me?  Can you just tell me what it is that I do wrong??  I treat you good in all ways, you're always happy when you're with me yet I keep getting stabbed in the heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a bad person? T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-3973845104373910779?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/3973845104373910779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-does-this-have-to-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/3973845104373910779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/3973845104373910779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-does-this-have-to-happen.html' title='Why does this have to happen....'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2341513987649059966.post-7861442908351517613</id><published>2008-12-29T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:00:32.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My girlfriend wrote this for me...I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl02_bodyLabel"&gt;There's a sea between us, love,&lt;br /&gt;and I wish that it weren't true,&lt;br /&gt;for every day when I awake,&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;There are many miles between us, love,&lt;br /&gt;though you're always here in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and every night,&lt;br /&gt;beneath the silver starlight,&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the day we'll never part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-7861442908351517613?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/7861442908351517613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-girlfriend-wrote-this-for-mei-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/7861442908351517613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/7861442908351517613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-girlfriend-wrote-this-for-mei-love.html' title='My girlfriend wrote this for me...I love you'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2341513987649059966.post-6289169753720037378</id><published>2008-12-28T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:46:17.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your True Roots</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="354" height="281" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5062a59bbfaac49f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param 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Be sure to know who your roots are and hold onto them, because they care and won't go anywhere, please comment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-6289169753720037378?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5062a59bbfaac49f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/6289169753720037378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-true-roots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/6289169753720037378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/6289169753720037378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-true-roots.html' title='Your True Roots'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2341513987649059966.post-2362615294630085499</id><published>2008-12-15T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:11:05.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the rain</title><content type='html'>My my my, I've never seen this much rain in a long time.  Since we're always hot here, i've grown very fond of the rain.  I love to take walks when it's raining, to me it just seems so relaxing for me, it's a way to get away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like the rain washes away all of my concerns, doubts, hardships, and sadness away.  I really love those little water crystals when they hit my face, they never cease to put a little smile on my face.  The tears of the clouds, I wonder if they ever feel as sad as I do sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2341513987649059966-2362615294630085499?l=belsjournalxd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/feeds/2362615294630085499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/2362615294630085499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2341513987649059966/posts/default/2362615294630085499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belsjournalxd.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-rain.html' title='I love the rain'/><author><name>Bel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00927724156979744642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDCRVPYtym8/SUbfXleYKEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FWmMpBWq_fg/S220/DSC00771.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
