﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Shattered_Soldjer's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Shattered_Soldjer</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/Shattered_Soldjer</link></image><item><title>Saturday, January 14, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/426010804/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/426010804/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 19:36:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I thought this was funny...... &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;circumcised and he was quite itchy. The teacher told him to &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#8000ff size=4&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: #8000ff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Comic Sans MS'"&gt;go down to the principal's office. He was to telephone his mother and ask her what he should do about it. He did it and returned to his class. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the back of the room. She went back to investigate only to find him sitting at his desk with his penis hanging out."I thought I told you to call your mom!" she said."I did," he said, "And she told me that if I could stick it out till noon, she'd come and pick me up from school."&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/426010804/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 20, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/410666617/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/410666617/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 09:31:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I've had a change of plans.&amp;nbsp; I'll be in Kansas city on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that's right.&amp;nbsp; This coming thursday.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, I'll see all of you when I get there.&amp;nbsp; I only have 4 days I can spend home though.&amp;nbsp; Gotta make it court =)&amp;nbsp; see you all soon.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/410666617/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, December 10, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/403805159/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/403805159/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2005 06:38:47 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I really like this song.... so I figured I would post the lyrics.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;PRE style="FONT: 12px arial"&gt;One Wish:   Ray J&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE style="FONT: 12px arial"&gt;Damn baby,
just don’t understand where we went wrong. 
I gave you my heart, 
gave you my soul,
I gave you…

As a matter of fact I was the one who said I love you first.
It was about eight years ago, don’t act like you don’t know. 
We’re were sitting at home in your mama’s living room cause 
we couldn’t be alone - see, your mama knew I was something else 
she knew how I felt. Back then we were in school, and that’s your
favorite excuse. See growing up I was a fool and I can’t lie I’m 
missing you. Listen and don’t trip I think I need a bottle with a genie
in it, here’s my wish list.

First one, I would create a heart changing love,
Second one, I’ll take yours and fill it all up,
Third one, but I don’t need a lot of wishes cause 
I’d be okay if I &amp;nbsp;get one. 
If I had one wish, we would be best friends,
love would never end, it would just begin.
If I had one wish, you would be my boo, 
promise to love you, trust me I trust you.
If I had one wish, we would run away, making 
love all day, have us a baby.
If I had one wish, I’d make you my whole life 
and you’d be my wife, make it right this time.
If I had one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, 
one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, 
one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish.

Now tell me is this the only way I can get you right back in? 
If so then search and I’ll go. Then I can have you for sho, 
then you’ll be loving me, holding me, kissing, me - so girl 
don’t tell me what I’m feeling is make believe. I swear if I 
lose a second chance with you, I wouldn’t know what to do.
I’d probably check myself into some kind of clinic. I couldn’t
be alone because without you I’m sick. Here’s my wish list:

First one, I would create a heart changing love,
Second one, I’ll take yours and fill it all the way up,
Third one, but I don’t need a lot of wishes cause I’d be okay
if I get one. 
If I had one wish we would be best friends, love would never end, 
it would just begin.
(Starting here right now) If I had one wish, you would be my boo,
promise to love you (promise love) trust me I trust you. 
(I’ll trust you) If I had one wish, we would run away (yes we would),
making love all day, (feel so good) have us a baby.
If I had one wish, I’d (make you my whole life) make you my 
whole life and you’d be my wife, make it right this time, if I had 
one wish.

I don’t even know how we ended upon this road; and, even though 
we are &amp;nbsp;grown, girl I just want you to know.

Whoo… love will never end, introducing yourself all over again, 
now would you be my girlfriend? Cause, I promise to love you,
trust me baby and I’ll trust you. One wish, one wish, one wish, 
have us a baby. Oooh, yes I will, yes I will. Some people wish to 
be a superstar, wish to have a fancy car, wish to have a million bucks, 
I’m wishing on being in love. So feel me pretty baby, I’d make 
one wish and I wish it all on you. Oh, oh, making love to the 
break of dawn, me and you til the baby is born, yea, yea.

If I had one wish we would be best friends, love would never end, 
it would just begin.If I had one wish, you would be my boo, promise 
to &amp;nbsp;love you, trust me I trust you. If I had one wish, we would run away, 
making love all day, have us a baby.If I had one wish, I’d make you 
my whole life and you’d be my wife, make it right this time.
If I had one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, 
one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish.&lt;/PRE&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/403805159/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 13, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/347346658/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/347346658/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 20:42:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I'll be back home on the 1st of October!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; Sorry it's been awhile since I updated, I've been on Myspace lately.&amp;nbsp; You can find me there.&amp;nbsp; I will try to update here also.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I'll see everyone in Kansas city in a few weeks =)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/347346658/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, July 01, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/295921113/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/295921113/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 22:42:13 GMT</pubDate><description>Well, I'm back in Kansas City.&amp;nbsp; Everything looks so different.&amp;nbsp; It's like.. Damn.&amp;nbsp; Have I really been gone that long.&amp;nbsp; The trees in my parents neighborhood even look bigger.&amp;nbsp; Strange, how life goes, huh?&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I'm looking forward to spending sometime with old friends.&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen many of them in a long time.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The drive from Texas to Kansas city was LONG!&amp;nbsp; God... I never remembered it being that long.&amp;nbsp; Oh well... enough rambling.&amp;nbsp; I'll update a little more often guys =P&amp;nbsp; Later..!&amp;nbsp; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/295921113/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, June 26, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/291747416/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/291747416/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 04:14:21 GMT</pubDate><description>Things in my life are starting to take a strange turn.&amp;nbsp; I feel as if I can trust no one except for my own family and a few close friends.&amp;nbsp; It's as if everyone changes into something or someone that they always said that they wouldn't.&amp;nbsp; I just don't get it.&amp;nbsp; Sometime I wonder why even try to make things work between old friends.&amp;nbsp; (except for a few, you guys no who you are.)&amp;nbsp; It's like, I get screwed over everytime.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I stick my neck out for someone, something happends to where I catch all of the bullshit. Few are trustworthy and even fewer will be there for you.&amp;nbsp; Of course my family will always be there.&amp;nbsp; My new work family will be there too.&amp;nbsp; 3 close friends back home in Missouri that I know I can count on as well as a few in San Angelo.&amp;nbsp; Really that's all I need.&amp;nbsp; I don't need anyone else's drama.&amp;nbsp; To all those who have stood by me and helped me through hard times, Thank you.&amp;nbsp; You will always have a spot in my heart.&amp;nbsp; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/291747416/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 02, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/275097368/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/275097368/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 06:51:02 GMT</pubDate><description>So, all these people say that nice guys finish first.&amp;nbsp; Well I don't see it.&amp;nbsp; Lately, I've been nice to everyone and it just seems to blow up in my face.&amp;nbsp; I don't get it!&amp;nbsp; Oh well...&amp;nbsp; I guess this is just one of those things in life that we aren't supposed to understand. I'll adjust... and press on as always.&amp;nbsp; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/275097368/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, May 27, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/271511819/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/271511819/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 22:55:56 GMT</pubDate><description>...&amp;nbsp; I need a change...</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/271511819/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, May 04, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/256069015/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/256069015/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 19:38:23 GMT</pubDate><description>So.... I think it's time to meet new people.&amp;nbsp; I realized that I really only hang out with a few people here and they are all military.&amp;nbsp; Kinda sad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I've decided to open myself up to new things and go to new places and try and make new friends.&amp;nbsp; Time to have fun again!!</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/256069015/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, April 21, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/247047478/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/247047478/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 16:22:16 GMT</pubDate><description>I hate the fact that the world, mostly&amp;nbsp;San Angelo,&amp;nbsp;is driven by&amp;nbsp;its own dislike simply because of another's skin color.&amp;nbsp; I was driving past ASU's campass and someone thought it would be a great idea to throw trash into my car, call me a N______, and drive off.&amp;nbsp; Yes, this bothered me, but of course be being me, I didn't pay any attention to it.&amp;nbsp; Other times I notice that most girls around San Angelo seem to not want to make eye contact with you.&amp;nbsp; It's really strange.&amp;nbsp; Never have I been to a place to where things like this were this appearent.&amp;nbsp; It's realy depressing because, people judge me simply because of the fact that I'm not white.&amp;nbsp; It's even hard to make friends here because most people wont even talk to you, because you arent white.&amp;nbsp; I know there are some people out in San Angelo that arent like that, but from what I've seen, the vast majority of people in San Angelo are.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to go back home.&amp;nbsp; There, I wont have to deal with this.&amp;nbsp; What a nice place this is.....&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Shattered_Soldjer/247047478/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>