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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Untitled</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @duty)</generator><link>http://duty.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Second job =[</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I currently have job at Bagel Fragel in Ann Arbor. However my car will not last me much longer and I need to be more stable than I am so I am in the hunt for a second job. I had an interview at a new restaurant opening up called Great Plains Burger Co. So I think it went pretty well&amp;#8230;=] I hope. The owner that interviewed me was very nice. We actually share many of the same weaknesses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would say this to anyone else because I dont like other people to be in my personal life but I am also looking for a second job because my boyfriend is a little lazy and is living off unemployment and I dont really believe that he has been actively searching for a job like he says he has. He has only been looking online and I know that that is a big market and all but he has many connections and I ask him if he as emailed them to see if they have anything that he can possibly work on or if they know of anything that is coming up and every time he says &amp;#8220;oh, yeah. I should email them&amp;#8221; and he never does.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am really frustereared.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/197848205</link><guid>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/197848205</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 20:41:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>July 27 2009</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So, this is my second post. Tomorrow is my boyfriends birthday and I did not get him anything but I will. Not until Thrusday though because that is when I get paid =]. I went to a friends wedding on Saturday. I do love weddings dont get me wrong but the receptions always make me feel bad about myself in some way. For example&amp;#8230; I cant dance. I never learned how even though I went to all middle school dances and four at Holly HS before I moved (twice). I always feel like people are watching me and judging me and I cant take it so I dont even try to dance. Then my boyfriend will get mad at me for not wanting to dance but I&amp;#8217;m also afraid he will judge me for not being able to dance. I will however dance to slow songs occasionally because in a slow song I can just hold my boyfriend close and not have to look at everyone in the corner of my eye and wonder if they are laughing or talking about me. So that was my saturday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let me continue onto yesterday (sunday). I got up early to check out the Summerfest festival that was going on in my town to see what events were going to be going on that day. I decided to bring my dog along with my boyfriend and I. So as I was putting his leash on my Dad says &amp;#8220;I think I&amp;#8217;m going to be charging you $40 a week&amp;#8221;&amp;#8230;um well what do I really say? I never saw this coming because its not like I was bumming around the hosue or anything I mean Im going to school in the fall, I pretty much have to pay my way anyway. I buy all my own food and personal products because he doesnt keep food in the house and when I do put some food in the house he eats it. So then I of course ask why and then he goes on about the electricity and the hot water I use ect. Then he askes if he said $40 or $50 a week to which I responded $40 and he says he should be charging more. So w/e Im not dealing with this. I get my boyfriend tell him that I am leaving now. So we go to the festival and I decided that I am moving out of my fathers house and I am now moved into my boyfriends moms house for a month until we move out to ann arbor in Septemeber. yay!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/150223953</link><guid>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/150223953</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 12:50:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Day One(July 21&amp;#160;2009)
My boyfriend is watching Wanted. While I begin to blog. As I stated...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Day One(July 21&amp;#160;2009)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My boyfriend is watching Wanted. While I begin to blog. As I stated before he doesnt know. Today I took my two sisters to go see Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosours. It was pretty good. It was in REAL-D which was awesome if I do say so myself. It is now 7:30&amp;#8230; and I am hungry. My Dad hasnt had food in the house since his crazy exgirlfriend left two months ago. Luckly when she left I got a job so I can now fend for myself. The job I is a summer internship at a credit union. I cant say I neccesaryly enjoy it b/c I dont but it gives me money. I need money about $1150 dollars in the next month for 1&amp;#160;1/2 months rent for an apartment in Ann Arbor my boyfriend and I just signed the lease on. Yay! I am pretty excited except for the fact that I dont have a job out there and either does my boyfriend. However I have always jumped into situations with two feet and I have done well for the 18 years I have been alive so I&amp;#8217;m sure this will work out also. =]&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/146388885</link><guid>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/146388885</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 19:37:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>First post...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blogging:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Term used to describe anyone with enough time or narcissism to document every tedious bit of minutia filling their uneventful lives. Possibly the most annoying thing about bloggers is the sense of self-importance they get after even the most modest of publicity. Sometimes it takes as little as a referral on a more popular blogger&amp;#8217;s website to set the lesser blogger&amp;#8217;s ego into orbit. &lt;br/&gt;So I suppose this is what I will be doing as my first blog. I will like to first say that this is not really a blog but more of a&amp;#8230; tribute to myself and for me to get a better understanding of life (and everything it comes with) by writing out my feelings and concerns. &lt;br/&gt;So no one knows that I have decided to &amp;#8216;blog&amp;#8217; not even my boyfriend of 2 years. I dont plan on telling anyone either may I add. This is just between you and I. I have always wanted to write but never knew how (not that I do now). So blogging seemed like the most unoffical way to write. And so it begins&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/146384659</link><guid>http://duty.tumblr.com/post/146384659</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 19:29:28 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
