<?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-8259897</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:43:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photosynthetical Hotdogs, its true</title><subtitle type='html'>WOW i'm soo peshal... have fun trying to read thru my crap... LOL
Princess Sula</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259897.post-110518431534015025</id><published>2005-01-08T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T03:38:35.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a novel idea</title><content type='html'>Well first of all let me say HAPPY NEW YEAR. my god, who knew i'd live to see 2005 in? I didn't LOL. i'm still as obsesed with Steve-o as ever, i mean its got to the point where i think i'm his stalker. that can not be healthy. but i mean i remember everything he's said to me in the last 7 months. I remember the most mediochre details about him and he doesn't even aknowledge i'm alive. *sigh* its a COMPLETE pain in bum but what am i going to do? its my fault he doesn't talk to me, i scared him away with my meness, and if it was someone else i'd be like "fuck him, hes not worth it" and in my head i am like "fuck him he's not worth it" buit in my heart i know that i cant just forget him and move on because i've been trying to do so for the past 4 and a half months. God damn. i know he's an arsehole and i STILL cant let him go. :"S. god i hate him so much. so VERY much. and i've discovered that no matter how long its been since i saw him last i will ALWAYS see him on the 6th which is like the twisted annaversary of when i fell desperatly in love with him.. go figure. And so i continue to rember stupid things and lust after and at the same time COMPLETELY hate Steven Lees. FUCK ME SIDEWAYS I'M FUCKING STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-110518431534015025?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/110518431534015025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=110518431534015025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/110518431534015025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/110518431534015025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-novel-idea.html' title='What a novel idea'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259897.post-109799647650385555</id><published>2004-10-16T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T00:01:16.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't you ever just wish that horoscopes would come true? i'm a gemini, and i read my horoscopes for a laugh to see what my day was supposed to be like. And sometimes some of the things that they predict are almost true. Its a coincidence i no, but wouldn't it be nice if for once they came true. Almost Everyday since June my horoscopes have been promising me a romantic relationship that will blossom. And guess what. It NEVER happens. Ripped off hey.I think the stars and i are going to have to sit down and have a serious chat about there untold fortunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109799647650385555?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109799647650385555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109799647650385555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109799647650385555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109799647650385555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/10/horoscopes.html' title='Horoscopes'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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-8259897.post-109763174040491174</id><published>2004-10-12T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T18:42:20.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>w0w</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Allo allo. your frienddly neighborhood princess here, being bored shitless is Biology... FUN FUN FUN. NOOOOOOOOOOO i have to wait 5 whole minutes, and Mommy appears to be hyperventilating!! l8a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109763174040491174?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109763174040491174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109763174040491174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109763174040491174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109763174040491174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/10/w0w.html' title='w0w'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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-8259897.post-109720199378965363</id><published>2004-10-07T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T19:19:53.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disillusioned</title><content type='html'>Hello Hello. OMG i am disillusioned as to Steve-o. LOL. i'm completely over him YAY. well maybe not physically, but mentally, i mean i still want him, but i don't really like him... and that my friends is the difference between what fools would call love but what the wiser know is lust. :D i'm so cleaver!!! OMG Nira's taking me boi shopping next weekend, YAY. thats so totally cool, 'cause she's got some SUPER hot friends. YAY. and i'm going to see Plonka play on Saturday with Renee!! hell yes!! not that i particualry like Plonka, but lots of hot sk8as do and hey that is SOOOOO enough for me!! at the moment i Smellyelle am in photography pretending to research this guy, named Weegee. yeah he has some AWSOME pictures. i'm going to recreate this one with all this younger children and i'm ona do it at the markets... wOOt which is SO cool!! YAY, but now i should probably go and do my thang hats also known as photography. peace out,                                                            --Princess Sula--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109720199378965363?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109720199378965363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109720199378965363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109720199378965363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109720199378965363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/10/disillusioned.html' title='Disillusioned'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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-8259897.post-109661156781869260</id><published>2004-09-30T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T23:19:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Serious Enough</title><content type='html'>Guess what guys, i'm not serious enough for mr Seriousness himself, Steve-o. Fuck that. I'm can be damn serious when i want to be. I just chose to be optimistic, and I always try my hardest to see the better side of things, doesn't mean I cant be serious. Fuck. I'm SOOOOO angry. I cant decide whether I want to scream and yell, or curl up into a ball and cry. And that makes me the angriest of all. I care what he thinks. I never care what anybody thinks, hey each to there own, and nobody can like EVERYBODY and all that crap, but I mean, this really makes me mad... i've let myself care what someone thinks, my pet hate. I mean i'm so fucking mad at myself... and I just... I don't know... maybe i'll just crawl up nto a ball and hide, maybe if I try hard enough i'll become invisable. thats all I want to do, disapear for awhile. I mean fuck. I was ALMOST crying on the bus today. I NEVER do that. Its just so, GRRRRRRRRRRR. And there are NO other words to describe it. I think i need help... :'S I just want to... I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109661156781869260?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109661156781869260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109661156781869260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109661156781869260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109661156781869260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/09/not-serious-enough.html' title='Not Serious Enough'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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-8259897.post-109584417398745952</id><published>2004-09-22T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T02:09:33.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So what EVER exciting things happened today in Princess Sula's kingdom??? well... i saw **sigh** "John". wOOt. OMG i nearly sent him a msg that told him i wanted him more then Orlando and Jason COMBINED... that was at 11:30 last night, and i thaought just b4 i sent it "last time i said something to him at night i regreted it, so maybe i'll wait until the morning and if it STILL seems like a good idea i will send it"... luckily i did, because this morning i realised it was a SHOCKINGLY bad idea, and i didn't send it, so i'm happy. it made me realise something though... i like him a hell of a lot more then i realised i did... which really scares me... ALOT... hmmmmmmmm. yeah. My dads in Melbourne, and My sisters in Brisbane, as i type.. wOOt for them. i'm spending therse holidays at home, THANK GOD i'm so sick of travelliong, 'cause it means i ALWAYS miss out on the exciting stuff that happens at home... :'( so sad... so i'm gunna be right here wOOt. i've decided to name the person formely known as "John" because i keep getting confused... his name is **drum roll** Steve-o Lees... wOOt... well aren't i pesh... well i've got nothing else to say so... Adios Amigoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109584417398745952?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109584417398745952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109584417398745952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109584417398745952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109584417398745952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-what-ever-exciting-things-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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-8259897.post-109566320098706249</id><published>2004-09-19T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:53:20.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's A Rock In My Shoe- Princess Sula</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Well i've started it. i've written 2 of the 12 songs thats going to be on my debut Aria award winning album &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There's A Rock In My Shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and i've got the album cover made as well... its going to be AWSOME!!!!! the songs i've written so far are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The Loner Song: Remix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Death By Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;wOOt wOOt. It's gunna rock, the loner song (my debut single) is gunna win an Aria in EVERY catagory, including best group AND best male artist!! wOOt wOOt. i'm a train... hmmmmmmmmmm ok, so wat, i;m not drinking Vanillia Coke, SHUT UP!!!!!!!! *goes completly mental, and proceeds to fall over, when father walks in and rolls his eyes*... yeah, ooo holidays sre next week... YES no more skool 4 a week, i was getting SOOOOOOOOOOOO sick of skool... and &lt;em&gt;*Shock, Horror, Gasp* &lt;/em&gt;Maddi's got a new Boyfriend... not very interesting i hear you say, well no for the gasp bit, he's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;OMG thats SOOOOOOOOOOOO young i hear yuo all yell, well my friends, thats the way it is... hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109566320098706249?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109566320098706249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109566320098706249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109566320098706249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109566320098706249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/09/theres-rock-in-my-shoe-princess-sula.html' title='There&apos;s A Rock In My Shoe- Princess Sula'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259897.post-109514420822791972</id><published>2004-09-14T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T23:43:28.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WELL, yesterday i learnt an AMAZING fact. "John" went to my primary school for a year, and i don't remember him... hmmmm... its SOOOOOO crazy, 'cause i thought i knew EVERYONE that went to my primary school, but there u go... hmmmmmmm... i had a BIG disscon about "John" at dance yesterday... i now know his life story... and aparently he can sing AND play base... i didn't no that... hmmmm, i also know he's a maw hore, but hey, i SOOOOOOOOO already knew that... w00t!!! ummmm nothing else exciting to say so... cherio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109514420822791972?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109514420822791972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109514420822791972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109514420822791972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109514420822791972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8259897.post-109472966751331459</id><published>2004-09-09T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T04:34:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put the fork down and step AWAY from the broccoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hi its Pincess Sula here, at least thats what i lead u to believ... hmm. What can i babble about today?? ooo i no the hottest guy in Darwin who for privacy issuse i will call... ummm John, which i scommon enough for me to use and unusual enough to guarentee i'm not goin to meet someone nmed John who is gunna think i'm obsesed with them. And John is also the name of my imaginaery boyfriend from last semester, so that make that name super kool... hmmmm. So anyway John is sooooooooooooooo hot, and i just want to steal him and ummm, hold on, its not rape if you say yes... and it's not stalking if you love them... so then i'm going to ummm "be his friend" LOL. o and  the post's name, is my new saying,  it TOTTALY rocks, i'm going to put it on a t- shirt, how nuff will that be??? Anyways Princess Sula's gotta go to bed... Peace out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MYLYB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Princess Sula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8259897-109472966751331459?l=princess-sula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/feeds/109472966751331459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8259897&amp;postID=109472966751331459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109472966751331459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8259897/posts/default/109472966751331459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princess-sula.blogspot.com/2004/09/put-fork-down-and-step-away-from.html' title='Put the fork down and step AWAY from the broccoli'/><author><name>Princess Sula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08530439713107766699</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>
