<?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-4520027286711165127</id><updated>2011-08-08T07:01:04.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - in transition</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neurotic-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4520027286711165127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neurotic-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous - it's Greek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592842741139617935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAv_YfF6CSM/TNuDUzDYVII/AAAAAAAAAAM/laL6rZrtfAk/S220/photo-1.JPG'/></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-4520027286711165127.post-8243592656390673719</id><published>2010-11-10T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:06:13.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity - a girl's best friend</title><content type='html'>As with most other ladies my age, I am vain. &amp;nbsp;It comes with the territory of being single in your twenties.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I went to talk to my TA about a mark I wasn't pleased with. &amp;nbsp;He took one look at me (well, several glances) and told me I deserved a higher mark. &amp;nbsp;He said he'll talk to the prof and try to raise it for me. &amp;nbsp;I deserve it... Except he didn't re-read my paper. &amp;nbsp;In a class of over 100 students, it's pretty unlikely that he'd remember my paper. &amp;nbsp;Nonetheless, he wanted to raise my mark. &amp;nbsp;Very sweet of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was only 3 in the afternoon when I left his office and my ego had already inflated to triple its normal size. &amp;nbsp;Then, as I walk across Queen's Park, a cute guy approaches and asks me for a cigarette. &amp;nbsp;I give him one because, well, come on, he's cute! &amp;nbsp;As I hold a cigarette out for him, he grabs on to my hand instead of my cigarette. &amp;nbsp;He says thanks and I smile. &amp;nbsp;As I continue my walk, I can't help but smile at the fact that a stranger so desperately held on to my hand. &amp;nbsp;Geez, I must be looking nice today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the truth is, I'm not that good looking. &amp;nbsp;I'm cute. &amp;nbsp;I have the whole cute Asian thing going for me but I'm not a beauty. &amp;nbsp;I guess that's why it's such an ego boost whenever someone pays attention. &amp;nbsp;I can't help but feel a little vain whenever a greasy, middle-aged construction guy whistles and winks at me. &amp;nbsp;Am I neurotic? &amp;nbsp;Psh, like I have to ask..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4520027286711165127-8243592656390673719?l=neurotic-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neurotic-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8243592656390673719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neurotic-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/vanity-girls-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4520027286711165127/posts/default/8243592656390673719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4520027286711165127/posts/default/8243592656390673719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neurotic-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/vanity-girls-best-friend.html' title='Vanity - a girl&apos;s best friend'/><author><name>Anonymous - it's Greek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14592842741139617935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAv_YfF6CSM/TNuDUzDYVII/AAAAAAAAAAM/laL6rZrtfAk/S220/photo-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
