<?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-12183155</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:38:36.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hits and misses</title><subtitle type='html'>the triumphs and humiliations of an idiot-girl trying to find her way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogirlisanisland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12183155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogirlisanisland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KellyGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11222625869769827009</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-12183155.post-111365235233114685</id><published>2005-04-16T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T04:52:32.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post</title><content type='html'>A long time ago, I remeber hearing something along the lines that personality is largely determined by one's social successes and failures, and that idea is sort of the inspiration for the title of my blog. As I get older, the "misses" don't happen as often anymore, but that's okay because I relive aaaaall my former ones with startling clarity - why can't I just let all that stuff go? I'm hoping that's what this blog will help me to do (among other things) - focus on the positive things, the "hits". I mean everyone is naive and stupid when they're young, and does absolutely mortifying things - why do I still cringe? Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I would be writing a blog, but here goes. It's a start anyway, I hope I keep it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12183155-111365235233114685?l=nogirlisanisland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogirlisanisland.blogspot.com/feeds/111365235233114685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12183155&amp;postID=111365235233114685' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12183155/posts/default/111365235233114685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12183155/posts/default/111365235233114685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogirlisanisland.blogspot.com/2005/04/1st-post.html' title='1st post'/><author><name>KellyGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11222625869769827009</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>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
