﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>jjbulletx3's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from jjbulletx3</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/jjbulletx3</link></image><item><title>Sunday, December 09, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/631433468/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/631433468/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 21:39:35 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;one step forward another five back&lt;br&gt;all these things, my mind's gonna crack&lt;br&gt;Flashing lights designed to distract&lt;br&gt;this is life there aint no hack&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;gotta go through the work&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the hurt&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the murk&lt;br&gt;
gotta go...gotta go..gotta go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what to do when they're expectin&lt;br&gt;hopes and dreams... they be beckin&lt;br&gt;It's all a matter not how but when&lt;br&gt;you'll fall through they be waitin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;gotta go through the work&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the hurt&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the murk&lt;br&gt;
gotta go...gotta go..gotta go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;greener grass grows on the other side&lt;br&gt;never know until you get denied&lt;br&gt;register the next level above the fries&lt;br&gt;stop drawing the line between truth and lies&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;gotta go through the work&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the hurt&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the murk&lt;br&gt;
gotta go...gotta go..gotta go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;make it big, playing all the shows&lt;br&gt;spending large to impress the ....soul&lt;br&gt;your pocket grows as you flow cold&lt;br&gt;flying so low not knowing you no more&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;gotta go through the work&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the hurt&lt;br&gt;
gotta go through the murk&lt;br&gt;
gotta go...gotta go..gotta go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ps...does anyone know the song that goes "no justice no peace, dont trust the police, they got me face down in the middle of the streets" if anyone has this song please email to me =]&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/631433468/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, December 09, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/631294351/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/631294351/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2007 02:16:54 GMT</pubDate><description>Looking out the window of the bus&lt;br&gt;Too excited to absorb the sights&lt;br&gt;Trapped&amp;nbsp; in the midtown rush&lt;br&gt;A date awaits this Saturday night&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;....forget it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/631294351/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 05, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/630759271/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/630759271/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 21:03:34 GMT</pubDate><description>Sleeping. That's all I have been doing in the month i was gone. That's all. nothing at all...and i'm still freaking tired. Heh. Peace out. I'm getting sleepy. </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/630759271/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 09, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/626108818/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/626108818/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 06:57:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;I feel as human beings, we tend to glorify the positive in others all the while magnifying the negative within ourselves. This, as i see it, is a form of self-hatred that everyone comes across. Instead of comparing our flaws with the strengths of our peers, we should instead see ourselves for our good points; however, this does not permit ignorance of our weaknesses. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have a quote. "Life is defined as mediocrity." For each strength we raise above others. we have a weakness we harbor beneath our layers of emotional secrecy.&amp;nbsp; If you take the average of each person...it all levels out. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------------&lt;br&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/frank+sinatra/track/you+are+the+sunshine+of+my+life+%281974%29" title="'Frank Sinatra - You Are The Sunshine Of My Life (1974)' - open on FoxyTunes Planet" target="_new"&gt;Frank Sinatra - You Are The Sunshine Of My Life (1974)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips" target="_new"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------------&lt;br&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/sick+puppies/track/too+many+words" title="'Sick Puppies - Too Many Words' - open on FoxyTunes Planet" target="_new"&gt;Sick Puppies - Too Many Words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips" target="_new"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/626108818/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, October 29, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/624095221/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/624095221/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 01:00:11 GMT</pubDate><description>Its the fox chasing the hounds&lt;br&gt;Its the moon lighting the sky brilliant blue&lt;br&gt;Its the clown making kids frown&lt;br&gt;Its the stereotype of the tip leaving Jew&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its all things what love is and is not&lt;br&gt;everything making sense of nothing&lt;br&gt;its the pain of the words i forgot &lt;br&gt;Its the song the tone deaf sings&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the guilt of living and wanting more&lt;br&gt;its the planned destruction of giving birth&lt;br&gt;Its the disgusting beauty everyone longs for&lt;br&gt;its the blame they place on my hurt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;its the pity the pitied has for mankind&lt;br&gt;its the utter hate lovers have for each other&lt;br&gt;its the burn of the images in my mind&lt;br&gt;the feeling of you makes my heart flutter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;left is right, up is down, love is you&lt;br&gt;changes what maintain the status quo&lt;br&gt;its the all the answers you knew i knew&lt;br&gt;its the deepest secrets you fail to show&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we are as Dynamic as the moving plates&lt;br&gt;Its the look you give me as i talk&lt;br&gt;its the fact you have the key to my gate&lt;br&gt;Its the smile you frown when we walk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/624095221/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, October 17, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/621999954/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/621999954/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 09:29:43 GMT</pubDate><description>I'm screwed again. This is just great. I swear...It's like I want to do my homework ahead so I don't be all stressed..But apparently my body says otherwise. The workload is making my body more tired even before I start it. So I slept last night and now I'm practically done for. Even if I do get my work done and turn everything on time....I'm screwed for the test next Tuesday. Then the poem for Friday. And that vocab on Friday too. But I can't really be complaining, there are those with the same workload and they're not complaining. I'm just sick and tired of falling asleep and not doing my work.&amp;nbsp; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/621999954/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, October 15, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/621563813/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/621563813/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 01:59:31 GMT</pubDate><description>Wondering time and time again&lt;br&gt;Showing up for the pointless parts&lt;br&gt;Wasting life with so called friends&lt;br&gt;Leaving before the excitement starts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Feeling like you're missing out&lt;br&gt;Staring through the stained glass &lt;br&gt;Walking away to sit and pout&lt;br&gt;Sleep your way through class&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Too scared of pain to cut&lt;br&gt;Scared to jump as well&lt;br&gt;Last choice is the pills but&lt;br&gt;Don't go the money to kill&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You know it's just a phase.&lt;br&gt;You know it's all the craze.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/621563813/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 23, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/617516523/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/617516523/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 00:27:46 GMT</pubDate><description>





























&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s somewhere I want to be&lt;br&gt;There’s something I want to do&lt;br&gt;There’s someone I want see&lt;br&gt;And it always leads me back to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t believe I never noticed before&lt;br&gt;My mind is spinning on its end&lt;br&gt;things you do leave me wanting more&lt;br&gt;You’re my heart’s nourishment&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just want to hold your hand&lt;br&gt;And whisper in your ear&lt;br&gt;Life with you &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;is all
too grand&lt;br&gt;I know I have nothing to fear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So as we walk down this path&lt;br&gt;I know you’re my better half&lt;/p&gt;

 </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/617516523/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, September 21, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/617236250/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/617236250/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2007 10:33:05 GMT</pubDate><description>its funny how i hate school. its funny how i havent started my gov essay. its 7:32 am...its funny. come on laugh with me. </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/617236250/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, September 20, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/616972405/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/616972405/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 00:05:03 GMT</pubDate><description>I've been here long enough to see you grow&lt;br&gt;And If there's one thing i want you to know&lt;br&gt;Its about time I should go&lt;br&gt;Time to get out of the back row&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been here a bit too long&lt;br&gt;If I stayed I'd do you wrong&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wonder If you'll remember me&lt;br&gt;I wonder if you were truly happy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd walk away from this game&lt;br&gt;I'd walk away with my name&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I understand theres no turning back&lt;br&gt;My hands tremble as I pack&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Silent tears whistle as they fall&lt;br&gt;Out the window with you in the hall.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The suns shines a perpetual gray&lt;br&gt;Seconds pass into forever days&lt;br&gt;On your lap My head would lay&lt;br&gt;When I've found my own way&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/jjbulletx3/616972405/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>