﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Odracir's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Odracir</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir</link></image><item><title>Thursday, March 16, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/458796260/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/458796260/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 22:12:19 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;At the risk of sounding 'Emo,' I seem to be failing at everything.&amp;nbsp; Everything I give my time, money, and all my effort, I fail at.&amp;nbsp; At that is when i'm lucky.&amp;nbsp; When i'm not lucky, i succeed, but then I almost wish i hadn't.&amp;nbsp; It's like you love Apples, and you work really hard to grow an really rare apple tree.&amp;nbsp; Then after you take a bite of the apple, it not only tastes horrible, but everyother apple you eat from then on also tastes absolutely disgusting.&amp;nbsp; Look, I even fail at&amp;nbsp;making a decent&amp;nbsp;analogy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;In&amp;nbsp;fact, the only things&amp;nbsp;I seem to be suceeding at is school work, at that is just given too me.&amp;nbsp; I Don't have to try to give good grades.&amp;nbsp; I don't earn them.&amp;nbsp; And you know&amp;nbsp;what&amp;nbsp;I predict.&amp;nbsp; That I don't get into the college that i want, by the narrowest margin, or worse, i will and find that i end up hating it.&amp;nbsp; Euh.&amp;nbsp; I am so depressing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And then people are going to comment showing pity,&amp;nbsp;and then i'll feel bad, or they wont so i don't feel bad, and then i'll&amp;nbsp;feel bad because&amp;nbsp;no one pities me.&amp;nbsp; How do i always end in in no win scenarios?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Euh...&amp;nbsp;Just ignore me for a bit, just venting i think.&amp;nbsp; I'll be fine&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Saturday is going to be a good day, unlike this one.&amp;nbsp; meh, at least i wasn't&amp;nbsp;'poopervised.' If you don't know what that word means, go read a much better written and more timely updated xanga. OhForSixes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The days i need a hug are always the ones where i don't get one.... and that is all the whining i'll allow myself for awhile.&amp;nbsp;Like a year or two. Man... i'm really whiney.... &amp;nbsp;I'll update in a month or two.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ciao&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/458796260/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Reality</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/457123618/reality.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/457123618/reality.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 15:45:35 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;What is reality?&amp;nbsp; What is real?&amp;nbsp; I fear&amp;nbsp;I do not know, for I cannot discern the truth.&amp;nbsp; I see the world through tinted glass, and I am left unsure of other's intent.&amp;nbsp; Is a smile just a smile, or is there more behind?&amp;nbsp; How am I sure that is not just what I want to believe?&amp;nbsp; Is being occasionaly ignored a sign of veiled dislike or it is simply human forgetfulness?&amp;nbsp;Filled with uncertainty I try not to stray too far in either extreme, but I find myself instead of standing on neutral ground, being flung from extreme to extreme like a ball in some sick tennis match, until I'm&amp;nbsp;lost irretreivably&amp;nbsp;in my own delusions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I have been, I am,&amp;nbsp;I shall remain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/457123618/reality.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 18, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/390061649/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/390061649/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2005 22:30:00 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;The cold... so cold that it creates a fire on&amp;nbsp;my skin as&amp;nbsp;I walk briskly through this November air.&amp;nbsp; The wonderful thrill of feeling this wonderful world god created.&amp;nbsp; The awe of the sensations that make my eyes bright, as I feel alive.&amp;nbsp; Yet when I am alone at night, the cold chills me down to my bones, down to my soul....&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Have any of you ever got the sense of being alone, when you're in a crowd full of people?&amp;nbsp; To talk and smile, and see friends... yet it doesn't seem real...&amp;nbsp; sometimes I wonder if i take the world too seriously... it really is just a big joke, a big joke on me it seems.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Yes, I am aware that I don't make much sense, and that I don't sound all too happy.&amp;nbsp; Both are almost certainly true.&amp;nbsp; I don't know, what is truth?&amp;nbsp; It just scares me when I can't tell if what the world tells me is real... or if it is really all self-delusion....&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Wow, I'm really insecure today.&amp;nbsp; Must be the senility creeping up.&amp;nbsp; Did you hear?&amp;nbsp; My birthday was on the 16th.&amp;nbsp; Of course if you are one of the three(or possible four) people who read this xanga, you probably already know, as two of you made me very nice cards.&amp;nbsp; They are on my computer table, next to my bed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia&gt;Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.&amp;nbsp; ~Elizabeth Lawrence &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/390061649/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, November 03, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/380433230/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/380433230/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2005 23:52:56 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I'm only 4433 words behind already on my novel.&amp;nbsp; I am going to fail at this, so badly.&amp;nbsp; I've confirmed my grades today, I have all As.&amp;nbsp; I have one A- in french, but that is good for me... better than my usual B.&amp;nbsp; I Don't feel all that talkative today, may be from lack of sleep.&amp;nbsp; Sleep... i remember that... i once had that... last july?&amp;nbsp; Band sucked today.... School sucked....&amp;nbsp; but life is good.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because its getting better all the time... and the bastards in Harrisburg are realizing that we don't like it when they pay themselves more money.. illegally no less.&amp;nbsp; I realize that I love most people, and the few exceptions i want to kill.... does that make me an extreamist?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Kindly Disturbed,&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Chuck&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/380433230/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, September 12, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/346830669/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/346830669/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Sep 2005 23:07:53 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I am sick, but it's not the regular, oh i got the cold/flu/bubonic plague sick, oh no.&amp;nbsp; It is much more insidious.&amp;nbsp; It is allergy sick.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't go away in a few weeks, or end in my untimely death, i have to suffer through the headaches, the sniffiling, the sneezing for weeks on end.&amp;nbsp; What's even worse, is that you all have to listen to me whine about it.&amp;nbsp; Despite that horridness, i feel quite cheerful.&amp;nbsp; Life is grand.&amp;nbsp; Quite irrational thinking from me, especially when&amp;nbsp;I have left my math book at school and I'll have to squeeze it in somehow before... 3rd period (hey it's only 2 points...))&amp;nbsp; Still, I feel like i'm trapped in a melodrama.&amp;nbsp; I'm happy one moment, depressesd at the next.&amp;nbsp; Not a good melodrama either(assuming there is one) but one of those ones where you discover your sister is really your cloned evil -half twin.&amp;nbsp; I guess it doesn't help that I read so much, that sure doesn't strenghten my bonds with reality, but then, reality is so... real, somtimes i think a bit of surreality(is that a word?) is good for people.&amp;nbsp; I'm just going to keep writing until I run out of things to think about, or pass out, which ever comes first in my subjective time.&amp;nbsp; Time... is time really linear, or do we just think it is?&amp;nbsp; Has everything already happened, and how we move through time only an illusion our minds are playing on us?&amp;nbsp; It has been proven that information in the present can effect what happened in the past.&amp;nbsp; Is the universe really rational?&amp;nbsp; I don't belive it is.&amp;nbsp; We certainly can't understand it.&amp;nbsp; If the universe was rational, would we be able to understand it?&amp;nbsp; We definately are not rational beings,&amp;nbsp; quite irrational at most times.&amp;nbsp; We tend to rely on our 'intuition' and 'common sense.'&amp;nbsp; Here is an example.&amp;nbsp; A professor is giving a lesson on mathamatical probablities, he askes his students to imagine they are in the final prize session of a game show.&amp;nbsp; They have three cards to choose from One being a new car, and the others minor prizes.&amp;nbsp; He selects one of his students and asks her to choose a card.&amp;nbsp; Then he reveals one of the cards she didn't pick as a minor prize.&amp;nbsp; He asks her if she should change her pick.&amp;nbsp; She says no, her common sense telling her it didn't matter.&amp;nbsp; The professor grinned, and explained to her that the probabilities were substatially higher if she switched. If she stayed with the original one, she still had the original 1/3 chance, but if she changed cards, her chances rose to a 1/2.&amp;nbsp; This is the kind of thing that goes on in my head constantly.&amp;nbsp; I hope it explains to some of you why i'm a bit um... odd at times, like right now.&amp;nbsp; Why would&amp;nbsp;I be writing this in my xanga?&amp;nbsp; Don't ask me, I'm irrational.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ta Ta!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;(If you actually read through all that, you deserve a cookie... but I'm sorry, i have not cookies to give ;_;)&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;lt;(^_^&amp;lt;)&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;(^_^)&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (&amp;gt;^_^)&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; Dance Kirby, Dance!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;P.S. I take no resposibility for anything i said.... ever.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/346830669/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, September 09, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/344728869/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/344728869/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 23:24:27 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Yup, more sporadic writings.&amp;nbsp; Aparently, some of you want me to update.&amp;nbsp; God only knows why.&amp;nbsp; If i was in your shoes, i'd be telling me to shut up... except i'm not that rude most of the time.&amp;nbsp; Or i hope i'm not. Well let's see..... football games are fun.&amp;nbsp; Sickness is not.&amp;nbsp; I sugest one goes to the former and avoids the latter.&amp;nbsp; That's pretty obvious to most people but... well... you people want me to postify here so... meh&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Let's see..... if anyone reading this is interested in Sci-fi and/or Anime they really need to see the Crest/Banner of the Stars series.&amp;nbsp; Very well animated, and the storyline is something you can really sink your teeth into.&amp;nbsp; Just make sure you see it in japanese, because the american dubbing sucks.&amp;nbsp; Like... really. After hearing it in japanese the english version actually hurt, it was so bad in comparison.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;I've decided that too many cough drops can make one loopy, and thus like, should be avoided.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Remember, if at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/344728869/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, June 17, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/285766696/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/285766696/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 02:56:34 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;It's late at night, and time for another episode of tired ramblings from a weirdo!&amp;nbsp; Yesh, i got my wisdom teeth out monday, it hurt, but i had lots of drugs to make me feel better.&amp;nbsp; They all gone now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Still have plenty on anti-biotics though! no sickness will get me! buwahahaha! i have found another rp to dontate me life to for the time being, and i saw a great movie called 'The Cat Returns' all cat lovers should rent it.... and everyone else should too&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ciao, babe!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/285766696/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, June 11, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/281793759/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/281793759/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2005 18:02:44 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I'm sorry to bring you all the news that... I'm updating again! Once more you will be entertained by my -action- packed days and nights.&amp;nbsp; Welcome to the boy that never sleeps, isn't summer grand?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Enough about that, today we had a fencing tournament against the Tri Weapons Boy's Club down in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:State&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Maryland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We normally go down and fence them in all three weapons, kick ass in foil, they shut us out of sabre, and epee is the deciding factor.&amp;nbsp; Well today I broke that pattern; I won one out of my three bouts and another I lost only because the ref couldn't keep up with my fastness. yes I said fastness... it might be a word... maybe... alors, the only reason we lost the tournament was because we had to forfeit a third of the bouts since 3 people&amp;nbsp;didn't show up.&amp;nbsp; Next time they won’t be so lucky.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Today I have&amp;nbsp;rediscovered the joy of classical music.&amp;nbsp; There is just something about listening&amp;nbsp;to Mozart’s Best, or Bach Organ Blaster.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"When at first you don't succeed, lower you expectations" -from Squibb's (anti)motivational essays&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/281793759/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 17, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/264849526/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/264849526/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 22:33:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Well, since Zach blessed this site with his wisdom i was compelled to update.... after forever and a day.&amp;nbsp; Alors..... a lot has changed, i have become much lazier which is possible apparently, my brother has graduated, come home and left again, and i'm left with a craving for coconut pudding..... yes pudding... but more like the cream on top of coconut cream pie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cherry pie would be nice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've finished Huck Finn... my conclusion.... Tom Sawyer in completely and utterly insane..... one day that child will get himself killed... that is if he wasn't a fictional character..... i'm out of practice with these ramblings..&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Be nice.... or imma gonna keel you!" -Me... adressing me.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/264849526/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 03, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/235455440/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/235455440/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2005 22:42:36 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I totally fell asleep too much today, i forgot it was daylight savings, so i stayed up way too late, and then i went to church, and fell asleep during sunday school(but i was at the parents sunday school... i really don't know why, but since there really isn't a teen sunday school i sorta get to go where ever i end up so *shurgs* then i fell asleep during the sermon, even after trying my best not to.... i really like the sermons too, why is his voice so annyoingly soothing?! Dumb Minister.... but he is great, and he also is my neighbor, so i see him walking around every once in awhile, which is weird.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, so then i went home and slept for 6 more hours, i hope i'm not getting sick.&amp;nbsp; So yeah, i've been talking enough, i mean -i'm- getting tired of me talking so, c'yall tomorrow.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia color=#333333&gt;"But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia color=#333333&gt;All losses are restored and sorrows end."&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia color=#333333&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Odracir/235455440/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>