<?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-5157733099518821817</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:29:34.873-08:00</updated><category term='sex'/><category term='fairytales'/><category term='idiot'/><category term='guys'/><category term='prince charming'/><title type='text'>The Beginning...?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catty-thebeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157733099518821817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catty-thebeginning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Catty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673936774081719956</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-5157733099518821817.post-9130338843664235550</id><published>2009-07-25T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:12:16.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairytales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince charming'/><title type='text'>The Begining...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've been watching&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a lot of disney movies latley due to my little sister and i've gotta say, who ever thought that teaching children that "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;" are actually possible should get a serious reality check. Like, who are these people? Do they live under a rock? Cause personally, when i look out my window into the world i don't see happy little dancing trees or singing animals, i see a crowd of pissed off, broken hearted people. And lets face it, thats real life for you. Not some washed up fairytale crap where everyone ends up with their prince charming and they ride off into the sunset on their magical ponies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As im sitting here watching Cinderella with my five year old sister I'm wondering where these ideas even came from. I think i've had enough bad relationship experiences to tell you that the rich guys aren't in the relationships with the poor girls cause they like their "personalities". They are in it for one thing and one thing only. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;. You know its true, dont even deny it. Its happened to me and it's probably happened to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was in this "relationship", i guess you could call it, with a guy were going to call Mac. Mac is an asshole as anyone and everyone told me from the very beginning but did i listen? No, and why would i? He was cute, charming, funny and to top it all off he was actually interested in me. We met durring the summer of 2008 at a mutual friends birthday party. after that we began to get to know eachother better and soon enough we were friends... "special" friends. You see, Mac was very attracted to me and while i didn't really feel the same way about him yet he liked to push his boundries. After about 2 months of us seeing eachother we ended up hooking up. He made me feel like i was a princess...and then he made me feel like a slave. Every time we hung out all he wanted was sex, very day, i mean come on!&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is that all guys EVER THINK ABOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?! I ended up stopping what we had going on and i went out with someone else instead. The guy i went out with was annoying to say the least so i ended up cutting my losses and getting out of that relationship pretty fast. As soon as Mac found out i was single again he was all over me. He was like the plauge, i just couldn't get rid of him. Not like i wanted to at the time however, seeing as once again he was acting like "&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;prince charming&lt;/span&gt;"(you can see now why i have issues with fairytales). I though everything was going great untill December 23rd at 11:14pm. he texted me saying he didn't want to be with me anymore and that it was over, no explanation...nothing. It hurt seeing as i had unfortunatly fallen pretty hard for this guy and just recently got over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mac still talks to me, i don't know why but he does. Oh well, he was just another classic prince charming that was trying to trick cinderella into giving away everything she had for a chance to be misserable in the end. So much for happily ever after folks...&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;what a joke&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157733099518821817-9130338843664235550?l=catty-thebeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catty-thebeginning.blogspot.com/feeds/9130338843664235550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://catty-thebeginning.blogspot.com/2009/07/begining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157733099518821817/posts/default/9130338843664235550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157733099518821817/posts/default/9130338843664235550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catty-thebeginning.blogspot.com/2009/07/begining.html' title='The Begining...'/><author><name>Catty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04673936774081719956</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>
