﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Beach42399's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Beach42399</description><language /><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399</link></image><item><title>Monday, January 26, 2004</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/59065924/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/59065924/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2004 05:22:42 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So here I am again. Writting down thoughts of everyday...not really, Im actually lying..hehe. But so things have&amp;nbsp;been going good, Im happy. So basically that is complety different from normal. I have one of the most amazing boyfriends, its so great. I was gonna write stuff and i forgot what i was gonna write. That really blows a goats ass that i forgot. Well i guess i will just write later on, byeeeeeeee&lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/59065924/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, November 17, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/44099466/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/44099466/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2003 04:45:58 GMT</pubDate><description>OH my god, im writing in this thing and i honestly have nothing to say at all there is so much going on and i dont feel like saying a word of it...keep it between me myself and I, and then things have the tendency to stay sane..but really i just wanted to write for a min and maybe i will right back longer. (wasn't this like a big run on sentence) hehe</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/44099466/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 20, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/19757813/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/19757813/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2003 01:47:17 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;so today i am at michaelas house its fun, and we decieded to make jello shots let me tell you dont listen to your friends on how to make them they jsut want you to get drunk but they arent that bad and i dont' care about putting a period in this sentence because i am too lazy so oh well, but tonight we are going to hang out with tim and jeremy so talk to you later bye bye,&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;JELLO SHOTS, YUMMY!!!!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/19757813/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 06, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/18403816/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/18403816/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2003 06:33:34 GMT</pubDate><description>So i don't really like writting to this thing anymore, its not much fun. not been in such a great mood latley, i have been growing closer to some people and farther away from others and there is nothing that i can do about that. something i have always thought of is things change, people change, life in general changes everyday and there is not a damn thing you can do about except just go along with it. But other than that life is ok, i smile and friends smile and thats what matter. &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" width="15"&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/18403816/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, April 29, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/17673071/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/17673071/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2003 03:24:26 GMT</pubDate><description>So holy shit i haven't written in a long time. Oh well haven't felt like it. Nothing really great has&amp;nbsp;been going on. I loved my Easter Break, I had so much fun with my friends it was one of the best things in the world. But coming back to school it was stressful. But things got better, this weekend was ok, friday i couldn't sleep, then saturday Logan came up for a visit which was nice, and then one sunday i had two programs, a paintball one and a dinner, both went well. Paintball is so much fun, besides getting pelted in the head it was awesome def. doing it again. But hysteria started today its going alright. I ran 3-4 miles with Ryan tonight, which it felt awesome to run, i am gonna keep it up but thats about it talk to you later. Oh and by the way Pearl Jam tomarrow, and yes i am in love with pearl jam. Whooooooooo!!!! &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" width="15"&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/17673071/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, April 17, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16446645/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16446645/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2003 01:36:57 GMT</pubDate><description>So i am home, big deal, i am already bored out of mind. I am just glad to get the hell out of binghamton for a couple of days. Need to get away from the strange things that go on there. And when i say strange i mean ultra strange. But instead i come home to the strangest place in the world, this i say becasue come on they have pasture parties here. How many sane people want to go drink where there is mud all around them and of course i have gone the the parties so i can't say much. But people here are just as strange as people at binghamton. But what can you do. So i think i might just go read tonight because i really have ntohing else to do so talk to you later bye bye.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16446645/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, April 16, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16374497/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16374497/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2003 05:41:24 GMT</pubDate><description>So i get to go home on tomarrow i am so happy. All i am going to do this vacation is relax and just enjoy the time i have home. What else is going on i met a new friend, really nice, its good to meet new people helps me get out and smile more i guess. But i dont' know i just seem to be in a good mood and thats all i really want to be in, I just want to smile right now. So i need some sleep have one class tomarrow then going home at 3 after checking people out so talk to you later bye bye &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" width="15"&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16374497/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 13, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16075223/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16075223/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2003 05:30:48 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I was thinking about why certain things happen, is there an actual reason or is it there to cause you a great big headache. Like I am just confused on what the hell has been going on lately. Friday night I had a lot of fun for the first time i wasn't trying to impress anyone i was just out being myself watching everyone have a goodtime, and enjoying the time myself. Of course i can't always have great times like last night but for the first time i realized nothing is wrong with just being me. I haven't thought that way in so long. I smiled and laughed a lot it was great. Michelle and Lindsays birthday at Chucky Cheese was great, except when the guy dressed up as Chucky Cheese almost mad me cry, cause those things are freaky and can stay far away from me. But it was a good night. Celebrated, and just decieded to be happy. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I just wish i could write down everything i feel but this thing is so open that anyone can read it i don't really want to just write anything down, i don't need the comments nor do i want them from others who might not understand my feelings. It might sound mean but i think everyone has that feeling sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I just wish some things could be different, and then i believe everything would just seem wonderful. But i am gonna do what i got to do to just make myself happy and get through this year. Hopefully i still have the job in the city, just so i can move away from home and get a new experience of life. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But that is all i have to say tonight, I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend and everything went great for them. All I know is i got to smile and that makes me very happy &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley1.gif" width="15"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/16075223/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, April 11, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/15949231/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/15949231/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2003 21:32:46 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So all i have to say is things are strange. Why do werid things always happen. I might tell you what the werid things are if you ask. I just can't write them in here. I am full of confusion, why people do things not a clue. But its like things are ok, and i am fine, i had a great time yesterday going out for the celebration of lindsays and michelles birthday it was a good time. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I found the combination to my mailbox, so now i can actually have mail, its just so cool. And tonight i get to be like a little kid again we are going to chucky cheese its gonna be a blast. But really thats all i have to say.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I just have a feeling this weekend and this coming week is going to be really really strange. Like werid things are going to happen, We'll see. but talk to you later bye bye &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/smiley3.gif" width="15"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/15949231/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 06, 2003</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/15419902/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Beach42399/15419902/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2003 03:43:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;H6&gt;I honestly have nothing to say anymore, except for i dont' want to be here. Its this constant feeling i get, that things are going on all around me but i dont' care, and i honestly need to get away from everything that involves binghamton. Its&amp;nbsp;just no fun anymore. I was&amp;nbsp;happy the&amp;nbsp;other day and i&amp;nbsp;still am in away, but not&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;happy i want to be. I am just going to start to smile and act like nothing has changed,&amp;nbsp;just so i dont' get asked&amp;nbsp;" is everything ok," i love the concern but there is nothing anybody can do i can only help myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/H6&gt;
&lt;H6&gt;Right now there is a baby crying on my floor can i say drive me insane. This is a dorm, there should be no loud crying except from people over the age of 17 that are extremely drunk and emtional at the moment. just kidding. I am just not in the mood to hear a baby cry. &lt;/H6&gt;
&lt;H6&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh is all i have to say. i will talk to you later bye bye&lt;/H6&gt;
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