<?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-10007841</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:40:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Triston Lives Here</title><subtitle type='html'>I Spent A Night In Paris Too...Wanna See The Video Tape?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Triston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124258015167585130</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007841.post-110569997097290312</id><published>2005-01-14T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T02:52:50.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Money Down The Drain...But For A Good Cause</title><content type='html'>Today i finally had my tatoo done...its a buddhist symbol which means eternity. i love it. it sorta didn't hurt either. it burnt a little it was sorta a weird feeling. me and april...hi april...got our ears / ear pierced again today. she had both her ears done and i only had one ear done. we went on sorta an adventure today. an adverture for sponge bob contact. we started in victor harbor and worked our way to collonades and then to marion. we didnt find any. mom was at her friends when i got home from april's so i walked round and she said they had millions of rolls of it atoffice works at marion...which is like 2 seconds round the corner from marion. it sucked but oh well. we also saw fairly odd parents contact which we were gonna get but didn't end up getting coz we saw it at collonades and assumed marion would have some, which they didnt. anyway it was a fun day. maha. BRING PASSIONS BACK ON TV DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007841-110569997097290312?l=dontuseme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/feeds/110569997097290312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10007841&amp;postID=110569997097290312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110569997097290312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110569997097290312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-money-down-drainbut-for-good_14.html' title='More Money Down The Drain...But For A Good Cause'/><author><name>Triston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124258015167585130</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10007841.post-110552512012885223</id><published>2005-01-12T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T02:18:40.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight is the Beggining of the REST of Your Life</title><content type='html'>EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;I have just been offered a place in the Pro Writing Course at TAFE. this is the most exciting thing that has litterally ever happened to me. i can't believe it...i'm extatic. just thought that i would write about that on here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;that means i can finally quit stupid bilo. FUCKING FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;im so excited. next Monday Uni placements are offered, i want to get into a creative writing course there, but now i won't be dissapointed if i dont get it, coz i'm going to Tafe baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007841-110552512012885223?l=dontuseme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/feeds/110552512012885223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10007841&amp;postID=110552512012885223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110552512012885223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110552512012885223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/2005/01/tonight-is-beggining-of-rest-of-your.html' title='Tonight is the Beggining of the REST of Your Life'/><author><name>Triston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124258015167585130</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-10007841.post-110535303157799717</id><published>2005-01-10T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T02:53:22.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved Your Life?</title><content type='html'>About six months ago i tried to commit suicide. Its a long story...and i have hours...so i may as well explain everything. I was in love with this girl...amy...she was hot...amazing even...she knew i liked her and we went through this whole big thing where i'd message her everyday, she was sick at the time and none of her friends were messaging or calling or even coming to see her. she went to Annelsy, some Rich girls private school in the city, she was pretty rich appanertly...anyway she only liked me as a friend...which fucking sucked coz i was totally into her...more into her than i had been with anyone else...weird hey..anyway months later i thought i was over her, obviuously not, she had gotten a boyfriend, Todd, apparently i used to go to school with him, i have no idea who he is, and any way i slit my wrists and my mum saw the cuts, and she freaked out and i had to go to the hospital and blah blah blah, and all i remember thinking can we go home i'm going to miss Angel. i never found out what happened on that episode of Angel. anyway i still lived, Amy and Todd are still together...and I'm alone, which i actually think is a good thing coz i dont have to do anything that other people want to do and all that other stuff you have to put up with when your going out with someone...this is boring me so i'm gonna post this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007841-110535303157799717?l=dontuseme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/feeds/110535303157799717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10007841&amp;postID=110535303157799717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110535303157799717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110535303157799717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/2005/01/saved-your-life.html' title='Saved Your Life?'/><author><name>Triston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124258015167585130</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-10007841.post-110509585350321337</id><published>2005-01-07T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T03:04:13.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And We Work Why?</title><content type='html'>I have two jobs. My first job, which I have been doing for about three or so years now, is miking cows on a dairy farm in a small town called Mt. Compass. Honestly it's not the best job in the world, and if you knew me you would probably find it quite humerous that I have that sort of job, but for some unknown reason I actually like it. Strange I know... It's just weird. Strange punk kid working on a dairy farm...funny, but also quite strange. The job pays really well, its $18.00 an hour, which I think is excellent. My second job is at Bilo in Victor Harbor. This HAS to be the worst job in the history in the world. I hate the job. I hate the other workers. The other workers hate me, like i care. The bosses hate me, again like i care. The pay is really crap, like $12.00 an hour or something cheap like that. And the worst part about the whole job is that i have to put a piece of band-aid over my labret stud. Could i look like more of a dick? I haven't told Bilo about my job at the dairy. When I have to work at both jobs at the same time I will always tell Bilo I have to look after my sisters, mainly because I'll do anything to get away from Bilo, and lets face it, i make a fuck load more money at the dairy. I want to quit Bilo, but I really need alot more money. That sounds really dumb as I have just been saying that make alot of money at the dairy, however I didn't mention that I have a shopping problem. I go to the shops about three times a week, and I buy the most un-necesarry things. Yesterday I took my sister Lucy to see the Sponge Bob Movie, and before that we went to Toys R' Us, and I spent $40.00 on these Sponge Bob toys. I didn't need them, and I could have Probably lived without them, But because I saw them and for like one monet had to have them, I got them. My New Years Resolution should be to save a certain amount of money...I'll just give myself a little time to think about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10007841-110509585350321337?l=dontuseme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/feeds/110509585350321337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10007841&amp;postID=110509585350321337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110509585350321337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10007841/posts/default/110509585350321337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dontuseme.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-we-work-why.html' title='And We Work Why?'/><author><name>Triston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124258015167585130</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></feed>
