<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Sunnybeach74872"><title>SUNNY'S MEMOIRS - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/</link><description>AN ACCOUNT OF MY PAST EXPERIENCES</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/394168" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/388835" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/388391" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/387144" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/394168"><title>DRUNKEN FIGHT</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/394168</link><description>This one is in response to a post of Blackcat30's It was with my bf (son's father). He had to back to Virginia for something, and I went with him. For some reason we got alcohol and went back to the motel room. We were talking and playing cards I think. This was back when he was full of fear in...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/388835"><title>THE TIME MY MOTHER LEFT ME ALONE IN THE HOUSE AT NIGHT...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/388835</link><description>Repost from Monday, December 13, 2004...permanently moved to this blog. I'm not sure how old I was exactly....maybe 3-4. Old enough to walk, becasue that's what I did when I woke up late one night and my mother wasn't in the house. I walked, or probably ran over to my grandmothers house who...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/388391"><title>MY FIRST DATE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/388391</link><description>It was back in 10th grade. I was 15, he was 14. His mom came to pick me up, in their station wagon, for our first date. It was at their house, and I was having dinner there. I was incredibly nervous. So after listening to some music for awhile, and watching him sing to me off key, dinner was...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/387144"><title>POT OR COFFEE?  NONE FOR ME, THANKS! - PART 1</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Sunnybeach74872/387144</link><description>This is Part One....The Pot I've been meaning to write about this for some time now. This is about two of the three times I've been the sickest in my life without actually throwing up. Both these experiences are from my mid teens, are dealing with the same person, and are within a year or so of...</description></item></rdf:RDF>