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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:rikhard.blog.co.uk,2009-11-09:/</id><title>Little idiot is here</title><link rel="self" href="http://rikhard.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rikhard.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-09T02:05:02+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:rikhard.blog.co.uk,2007-01-16:/2007/01/16/hello_there~1565050/</id><title>Hello there...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://rikhard.blog.co.uk/2007/01/16/hello_there~1565050/"/><author><name>Rikhard</name></author><published>2007-01-16T22:24:12+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:24:12+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Perhaps, I shall write there in English. About my problems, my life.&lt;br&gt;
About that miserable life. Stupid and wretched life. Life without hope, with only one dream. Dream about leaving that place and moving to some European country, like Germany or Hungary.&lt;br&gt;
I live only with the help of that dream. Without dream why should I live?&lt;br&gt;
I always thought and questioned myself: why life is given to me? I don't need it. Life is only burden for me. So heavy and hateful.&lt;br&gt;
I'm not going to say that now my life is too hard. I think my life has just stopped. And that's all. Every week is similar to another. Every day is full of pain and melancholy. Anguish life!
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