﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>chay13's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from chay13</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/chay13</link></image><item><title>Monday, May 07, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/589194288/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/589194288/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 18:54:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;Ashlea &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;Is &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;DONE!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;I'm never on &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;and no one talks to me anyway&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;SO...yeauhh...you get it...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Calisto MT" size=4&gt;Bye bye&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/589194288/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, March 31, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/580804978/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/580804978/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 18:27:07 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;I remember&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;A white beach house rules from atop the hill&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Scrutinizing the immence ocean&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;What does it see?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Ripples from the water against the shore line&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;A young couple strolling hand in hand&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Their footprints subsequent every step they take&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;There is love with every glance!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Every single glance!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;I remember&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;&amp;nbsp;A time like that&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;When I was a young woman&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;I remember &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;The butterflies in my stomach&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;The way his hand fit my hand perfectly&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;The way he would Ogle at me&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;And smile&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;The way I would smile back!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;I remember...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;I remember the anguish, hurt and sorrow afterwards&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;The tears, the chocolate, the movies-&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Now I look back on it&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;And realize it led me to where I am now&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Right now&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;Remembering&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;old,old memories&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;As yet another young couple lives them&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#409fff&gt;I remember...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;Ok see that poem was what I went to contest with. I didn't place. Which made me sad. But I'm happy for my friend that got first place. Tell me what you think about my poem.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/580804978/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, March 29, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/580370547/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/580370547/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 21:43:24 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;I guess I should update huh?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I really have nothing to say. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;So randomly I'll update. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Ash&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/580370547/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, February 24, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/572731088/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/572731088/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 17:10:12 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #00ff00" face="Cooper Black" color=#0000ff&gt;D-E-A-D&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #00ff00" face="Cooper Black" color=#0000ff&gt;D-U-M-B&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #00ff00" face="Cooper Black" color=#0000ff&gt;G-O-N-E&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #00ff00" face="Cooper Black" color=#0000ff&gt;-ASHLEA-&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #00ff00" color=#4040ff&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/572731088/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, January 02, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/560279754/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/560279754/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 12:08:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;Hey umm...Happy new year. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;wells I really dunno what to say[again]&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;so yeah. If you read this comment.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;Myspace::&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.myspace.com/chaynut13" target="_new"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/chaynut13&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;If you have one add me.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/560279754/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 25, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/558693645/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/558693645/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Dec 2006 16:56:22 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;Hey. I haven't updated in a long time. so I thought I would. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;Wells It's christmas so umm...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;Happy christmas. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;I got a digital camra and clothes and I'm getting a piano keyborad. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;so yeah. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;MYSPACE::&lt;/FONT&gt; http://&lt;A href="http://www.myspace.com/chaynut13" target="_new"&gt;www.myspace.com/chaynut13&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/558693645/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 17, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/548327105/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/548327105/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 17:32:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;FONT face="Bookman Old Style" size=4&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;Umm...there is nothing to say. I am bored, So seriously I have nothing to say.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/548327105/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Christmas eve.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/542504879/christmas-eve.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/542504879/christmas-eve.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 20:33:17 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;I wore something really warm that night. It was snowing and James [my boyfriend] had said to wear something warm. James came to my door in a black leather coat. I always loved that coat. What he arrived in I had no clue. His car wasn't there. Then I saw the horse drawn carriage, no wonder he had said something warm. James asked "are you ready?" and I replied "yes'm" he took my hand and walked me to the carriage. He opened the door and said "ladies first." As he helped me into the carriage I recognized the caddie[so I thought.] When the caddie turned around it was definite I knew him. James looked at me and said "whats wrong?" The caddie answered before me and said to me " You don't know me." Then he asked James "where we were headed to?" James replied "we are headed to the down town area." The caddie knew exactly where to go. James and I talked the entire way there, It was like a dream. It was snowing and everything you could possibly imagine. When we arrived The caddie opened the door and James climbed out and helped me out. James turned to me and said "Go inside and find my sister. She will take you to a room, there will be a ballroom dress in there put it on and I will meet you in the fourier." Following his instructions I found his sister, the ballroom dress was beautiful. It fit me perfect. It was gold with a white lace on the bottom. A woman came in and did my hair for me, she offered to do my makeup but I said no. In thirty minuets I was ready to go to the fourier. James was already down there, he looked so handsome in his black tuxedo. James looked like he was going to faint as I neared him he bowed,took my hand and kissed it lightly through the white arm gloves. He guided me to a room where there were people, tables and an orchestra. I wondered why he had brought me here. As I looked around I figured out that I knew most of the people in the room. They were most of James's family. James introduced me to the people that I did not know. Afterwards he asked me to dance. We danced through two songs. They were very pretty songs. Then a song came on and we had to waltz. James and I waltzed across the floor his steps we like clouds. He made me feel as if I were in heaven. When someone announced that it was time to eat James and I found a table for two. We were served a three coarse meal. It was very good. After our desert James retreated from the table taking my hand. He took me to the middle of the dance floor and infront of every one said &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;"Mariah we have been together for five years. Over those five years we have been through so many things I remember the first time I ever said "I love you" to your face and even for that the first time I ever said it.*laughs* I remember taking you to prom and going with you to the hospital when your sister was having her child. I remember every time you called me crying and everytime you called me giggling about something. Over those years I just happened to fall in love with you. I would like you to be my wife forever and ever. Would you marry me?"&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;By the end of this I was crying happy tears and through those tears I said "Yes" Without any problem I said yes. Our night continued we danced and laughed and even talked. That night I went home in the dress James had bought for me and the ring I had on my finger sparkled for what seemed hours. I fell asleep looking at my ring. I wondered what would happen next in my life. What would Life be like being married to James? I don't know all I knew was that I was in love with him and nothing could change that. It is hard to believe that all that happened fifty years ago On Christmas eve.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/542504879/christmas-eve.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, October 26, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/541582011/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/541582011/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 22:04:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#0000ff size=4&gt;ok so deffnetly Abby has me talking just like her. But she still has to work on the "dearie" thing[yuck.] Ha I finally got internet back YAYY!! So yea...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Book Antiqua" color=#0000ff size=4&gt;ash&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/541582011/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, October 09, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/536542993/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/536542993/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 12:58:22 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;my parents are trying to kill me of hypothermia.lol. I'm freezing and it's not fun!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;Hmm...it's suposed to snow sometime this week at least thats what my dad told me. YAY snow i havent seen that in a year. I had a wonderful 4 day weekend I got a ton of sleep and talked to my boyfriend all day saturday. Haha, Okay here are some good movies to watch&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;1.Eight below.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;2. The corpse bride&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;3. Wedding crashers&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;4. The bench warmers&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;5. The perdition[it's an older movie]&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;They are some really good movies. Wells lata.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080 size=4&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/chay13/536542993/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>