﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>xcraziie__girl's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from xcraziie__girl</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/xcraziie__girl</link></image><item><title>tell me how you gon' breathe without me?</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/650903791/tell-me-how-you-gon-breathe-without-me.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/650903791/tell-me-how-you-gon-breathe-without-me.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 04:47:54 GMT</pubDate><description>well. today my boyfriend left to go to Ohio.&lt;br&gt;and i'm sad. i miss him :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hella drama this weekend. i swear story of myself. Tricia's birthday party at her beach house in IB. i ate a bunch of food. cause im fat. Yeah. Loves glow rings, lots of fun. ending with drama. No need to talk about it. No one's business. But yeah. Didn't sleep till like 2:30 in the morning in the living room with Fran, Jenny, Joanne and Tricia. Woke up at like 10. Ate food. Left the beach house at 1. GOT A FUCKING TICKET. omgosh. that cop was an ASSSSSSHOLE. Went to fran's house, took a shower after jenny. Had debut practice, hated the dance instructor. Got home. Got yelled at by my father. No details. eh. He hates me sooo freaking much. ;[ i dont even understand what i did to make him hate me so much. I'm grounded. :/ wooppie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/650903791/tell-me-how-you-gon-breathe-without-me.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>she said i said.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/649401609/she-said-i-said.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/649401609/she-said-i-said.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 02:11:18 GMT</pubDate><description>oh em gee.&lt;br&gt;it has been a long time. lol.&lt;br&gt;i'll fix this thaang then update [: &lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/649401609/she-said-i-said.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>happy holidays skeez.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/634904928/happy-holidays-skeez.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/634904928/happy-holidays-skeez.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 23:49:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;img title="byrestlessphotographer0ln" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xe9.xanga.com/558873e665330166162030/z14528949.jpg" height="396"&gt;&lt;br&gt;well its almost new years. tomorrows &lt;b&gt;new years eve&lt;/b&gt; and i want to go to tim's house. but idk. my mom better let me go. i really really really want to be with my baby tomorrow and i want a &lt;u&gt;new years kiss&lt;/u&gt;. [: mm. we'll see waht the new year has got to bring me. well merry late christmas. i'm getting my glasses on the 11th. ha. i had to buy them myself cause my parents &lt;i&gt;didnt want to pay&lt;/i&gt;. SO i spent 347 bucks on eyeglasses. but it was my decision. cause they're better. yay marc jacobs. well i got mostly money, victoria's secret lotion and body spray, makeup and bags &lt;strong&gt;for my birthday&lt;/strong&gt;. For xmas i got gift cards to hollister, express and yada. I really really wanted the voyager. ]; but i didnt get it. whatevs. my freaking amazing boyfriend bought me a chanel bag [: wee. i love. &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/634904928/happy-holidays-skeez.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, December 21, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/633294225/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/633294225/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 01:54:11 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/7b542163761581/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="z88804169" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x7b.xanga.com/5421920b06532163761581/z88804169.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; happy birthday to me.&lt;br&gt;i'm legal. yay.&lt;br&gt;not today sucked ass. :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/633294225/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Love is all that matters after all.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/626585347/love-is-all-that-matters-after-all.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/626585347/love-is-all-that-matters-after-all.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 02:40:23 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img title="believerock" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xec.xanga.com/0a7c8a0427233157095027/z109744830.jpg" width="320"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been obsessed with &lt;b&gt;Carrie Underwood &amp;amp; Britney Spears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;new cd. [: haha. I love them. Eh life is so complicated. What's new?&lt;br&gt;No &lt;i&gt;need to complain&lt;/i&gt; when its not gonna help me out in the end.&lt;br&gt;I freaking miss my boyfriend, damn it. :\ Its so hard for both of us.&lt;br&gt;But I know its hardest on him. The &lt;u&gt;last two arguments&lt;/u&gt; we had&lt;br&gt;weren't so dandy. I know I'm not perfect. And I do try. I do.&lt;br&gt;But I guess it &lt;strong&gt;comes off as&lt;/strong&gt; I don't try at all and that I don't care&lt;br&gt;about anything. All the things he said, yeah they hurt, but he only&lt;br&gt;said it to make me realize because he cared. &lt;b&gt;I love him&lt;/b&gt; for sticking&lt;br&gt;it out with me. For not giving up on such a useless piece of crap like&lt;br&gt;myself. &lt;u&gt;I know I don't&lt;/u&gt; deserve all his love, I don't. I'm super thankful&lt;br&gt;that I can actually call him my own. &amp;lt;3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(191, 255, 128);"&gt;p.s&lt;/span&gt; new layout [: i was bored.&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/626585347/love-is-all-that-matters-after-all.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Without you its hard to survive</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/623698546/without-you-its-hard-to-survive.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/623698546/without-you-its-hard-to-survive.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2007 19:12:41 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img title="l_c1e0abf9b6c286f01f1ff2c6296df391" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px; width: 278px; height: 221px;" src="http://x60.xanga.com/2b1c0077c7433154153457/z115249734.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well. A lot has happened in the &lt;b&gt;past couple weeeks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Last saturday was Tim's homecoming. No need to&lt;br&gt;go into detail it'll be &lt;i&gt;too long&lt;/i&gt; of a blog. I went to his&lt;br&gt;house around 11 or 12. Hung out. Watched&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Little Mermaid&lt;/u&gt;. Played Halo3. Got ready at 7.&lt;br&gt;We ate at Mr.Taco. We didn't really want to&lt;br&gt; eat &lt;strong&gt;anywhere fancy&lt;/strong&gt;. Went to the dance. took &lt;br&gt;pictures. Danced. The whole shabang. Got picked&lt;br&gt;up. Went to his house watched tv.&lt;u&gt; And went to bed&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;He woke me up. Super cute. Got dropped off at&lt;br&gt;12:30. Then the &lt;b&gt;San Diego Fires&lt;/b&gt; started happening.&lt;br&gt;-__- Crazy. If i stayed at his house longer I would've&lt;br&gt;been stranded up there. All &lt;i&gt;the freeways&lt;/i&gt; were closed.&lt;br&gt;We evacuated tuesday at 12 in the morning. Scariest&lt;br&gt;thing ever. I was crying. I couldn't. &lt;u&gt;Nasty breakfast&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Went home&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; Just too much to talk about. But &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been one hell of a week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;!--3  &lt;br--&gt;  </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/623698546/without-you-its-hard-to-survive.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Give me a moment so I can breathe...Ok.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/620066249/give-me-a-moment-so-i-can-breatheok.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/620066249/give-me-a-moment-so-i-can-breatheok.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Oct 2007 00:39:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img title="z107090930" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xc1.xanga.com/161d801301c31150909163/z112456224.jpg" height="262"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow, do I know how to &lt;b&gt;ruin things&lt;/b&gt; or what?&lt;br&gt;I don't know. Well, its not like I haven't said&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;anything about it &lt;/i&gt;before. I seriously hate repeating&lt;br&gt;myself over and over again. I guess some things really&lt;br&gt;are better left unsaid, you know? &lt;u&gt;I always&lt;/u&gt; end up&lt;br&gt;picking fights. But can you blame me? Don't tell&lt;br&gt; me you'll &lt;strong&gt;do something&lt;/strong&gt; and end up not doing it.&lt;br&gt;Don't make promises if you aren't going to keep them.&lt;br&gt;And the more you ignore &lt;b&gt;the fact &lt;/b&gt;that I bring it up...&lt;br&gt; the more I will get upset. Anyway! Other than that...&lt;br&gt; I slept at two in the morning. Woke up at 6;30 &lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;to get ready&lt;/i&gt; for SATs. x_X What a total bore.&lt;br&gt; After Christine and I went to &lt;u&gt;Pat and Oscars&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br&gt;Ate food. Now I'm home. Monday was Tim's and&lt;br&gt; I's &lt;u&gt;6MONTHS&lt;/u&gt;. Yay&amp;lt;33333Well Tuesday I was at&lt;br&gt; Fran's house. Then Wednesday we got picked up &lt;br&gt;and waited til 6PM and went to &lt;strong&gt;Knott's SCARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Farm. I'll spare the details. Got home at like 1:30AM.&lt;br&gt; Called Timmy. Got up at 1PM &lt;b&gt;took a shower&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;and went to Sara's house. Then went to Santa Anita&lt;br&gt; mall in Arcadia. Loves it&amp;lt;3 Watched The Game Plan, &lt;br&gt;cute movie. &lt;i&gt;Then yesterday&lt;/i&gt; morning went back &lt;br&gt;to SanDiego. Not a good night. x___X&lt;br&gt;  </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/620066249/give-me-a-moment-so-i-can-breatheok.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>I'm the one you promised you would love.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/618785418/im-the-one-you-promised-you-would-love.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/618785418/im-the-one-you-promised-you-would-love.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 21:51:00 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/f12bf148946649/photo.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img title="lovelvoe" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px; width: 282px; height: 220px;" src="http://xf1.xanga.com/2bfc22f023035148946649/z110764162.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;well, let's just say &lt;b&gt;i haven't&lt;/b&gt; been having good days. ;/&lt;br&gt;this freaking sucks ass. wow. i guess i'm just being too &lt;br&gt;emotional. but i can't help it. its who i am. &lt;u&gt;i've cried too&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;much. and i'm seriously sick of feeling that way. i'm trying&lt;br&gt;with &lt;i&gt;all the strength&lt;/i&gt; left in me to not cry right now. i &lt;br&gt;couldn't sleep last night cause i was worried over &lt;br&gt;nothing. I cried for hours. Yeah, I'm pathetic. You don't &lt;br&gt;have &lt;strong&gt;to tell me&lt;/strong&gt;, cause I already know I am. I just don't&lt;br&gt; know what to do anymore. *Sigh. I wish life was &lt;i&gt;so &lt;br&gt;simple&lt;/i&gt; sometimes.&amp;nbsp; I just can't handle alla this as much&lt;br&gt; as i thought i could. Too much. &amp;lt;/3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/618785418/im-the-one-you-promised-you-would-love.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>You got so much love in you.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/616937571/you-got-so-much-love-in-you.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/616937571/you-got-so-much-love-in-you.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 20:11:44 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;img title="m92954137" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xf3.xanga.com/fa7c031657232148049237/z109991540.jpg" height="365"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eh, this break just feels like a &lt;i&gt;long asss weekend&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br&gt;I have got to see my boyfriend. Holey moley. Well&lt;br&gt;Saturday I hung out with my Tita. &lt;b&gt;We went shopping&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;And ate at Cheesecake Factory. Monday, Christine&lt;br&gt; and I went to the gym. HAHA. &lt;u&gt;I know right&lt;/u&gt;. Me &lt;br&gt;at the gym? Totally unbelievable, but I did go. But it&lt;br&gt; was pointless. Cause Christine and I are the &lt;strong&gt;fattest &lt;br&gt;people alive&lt;/strong&gt;. [: Right after the gym we went to her&lt;br&gt; house and ate fish and lots of rice. Then &lt;u&gt;we went&lt;/u&gt; to&lt;br&gt; my house. I changed clothes. Then we were off to&lt;br&gt; the mall. Bought my boyfriend something. Then we&lt;br&gt; ate Cinnabon. x___X then &lt;i&gt;after the mall&lt;/i&gt; we went to&lt;br&gt;Lolita's Taco Shop. HAHAH! Ate carne asada fries. &lt;br&gt;See,&lt;b&gt; we are too fat&lt;/b&gt;. We're always eating.&amp;nbsp; I'm &lt;br&gt;getting super fat. ];&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/616937571/you-got-so-much-love-in-you.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>It's obvious that you're dying, dying.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/616013980/its-obvious-that-youre-dying-dying.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/616013980/its-obvious-that-youre-dying-dying.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 00:11:45 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/16513147291459/photo.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img title="whywhywhy" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px; width: 286px; height: 373px;" src="http://x16.xanga.com/513c360044635147291459/z109339764.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I seriously hate today. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;OMGAH!&lt;/span&gt; I hate today. &amp;gt;:[&lt;br&gt;The only good thing about today is the fact that&lt;br&gt;I don't have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deal with school&lt;/span&gt; for the next three&lt;br&gt;fucking weeks. No school, finally. I've been waiting&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for this day &lt;/span&gt;since we started school. Geez. Well, &lt;br&gt;I'm disappointed in myself. I am. I've got &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;two bad&lt;br&gt; grades&lt;/span&gt;. Another thing happened today, but I'm &lt;br&gt;not gonna mention it. THEN &lt;strong&gt;freaking after school&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br&gt; I had to walk home! YEAH, in the damn sun. &lt;br&gt;Wow. I was pissed. I hate how my parents don't &lt;br&gt;want to put me in their insurance. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fucking California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;and their stupid laws. Our school won't let students&lt;br&gt; bake cakes anymore! &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Its funny&lt;/span&gt;, cause if we bring a &lt;br&gt;cake to school then they get suspended. Stupid right!?&lt;br&gt; I think so. I think the only fun I had today was when &lt;br&gt;I hung out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with Brenzie&lt;/span&gt; and Jean Carlo. And we&lt;br&gt; were talking about animals &amp;amp; jobs. Those boys &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;br&gt; my favorite&lt;/strong&gt;. They're hella chill&amp;lt;3 But I'm still not in&lt;br&gt; the mood. I hate today! KAY! I'm done.&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/xcraziie__girl/616013980/its-obvious-that-youre-dying-dying.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>