﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>yournewbeginning's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from yournewbeginning</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/yournewbeginning</link></image><item><title>Thursday, August 17, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/519982951/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/519982951/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 03:49:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;happy. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/519982951/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, July 27, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/512691685/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/512691685/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 03:24:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;10, yes 10, Updates.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;1. I'm tired of the shit I put up with living in this house.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;2. I'm gauging my cartilage bigger, again.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;3. Summer is going toooo fast... but i'm having a blast.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;4. My subwoofer died in my car.. which means that I have to put more money towards a new one.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;5. A weird change has happened in my 'friends' department.. an unexpected change.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;6. Paramore &amp;gt; You.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;7. I can now successfully type paragraphs with my eyes closed.. oh yeah, and numbers too.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;8. I'm going to start running again, 3 miles a day, at least.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;9. I'm really sick and tired of guys' mind games. Oh yeah, and assholes, cause apparently alot of guys are assholes, i'm learning.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;10. I'm a gangster. no lie.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/512691685/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, July 10, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/506717707/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/506717707/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 15:24:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So I just spent 1,400 dollars on my system for my kia. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...fuck.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/506717707/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, July 06, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/505269438/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/505269438/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 16:00:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#40ffff&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;((&amp;nbsp; This summer is going very well.&amp;nbsp; ))&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#050505&gt;Most everyday is spent with my best friend, Sara.&amp;nbsp; She is, honestly, amazing.&amp;nbsp; I can tell her anything, and I know that she has my best interests at heart.&amp;nbsp; We have the best of times, better than I've had in a while.&amp;nbsp; I know that she always has my back, and she knows that I have hers.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad that I have someone right now that I can turn to when I need someone to talk to.&amp;nbsp; Sara, I love you. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#050505&gt;On another note, I have lost a friend that needed to go long ago.&amp;nbsp; She is the worst person, I think I have ever met, hands down.&amp;nbsp; She brought me down during the school year, and made me a bad person as well.&amp;nbsp; I fully take some of the blame, but in all honesty I was just trying to impress her.&amp;nbsp; I finally stood up for myself and took a stand, and put her in her place.&amp;nbsp; Im not going to hide my feelings anymore from you, so here, just in case you missed it the first time:&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;EM&gt;Ashlie, I honestly hope that you realize that you have no friends anymore, you push everyone away with your godamn hurtful personality.&amp;nbsp; You hurt me so much this past year, yet I was too stupid to realize it.&amp;nbsp;I do now, and I never&amp;nbsp;want to speak or associate with you ever again. &lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just hope that you grow the fuck up.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#40ffff&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#40ffff&gt;&lt;U&gt;I want to escape sometimes&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#40ffff&gt;&lt;U&gt;From the drama, from the pain. Want to come with me?&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/505269438/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, May 20, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/486927966/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/486927966/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 May 2006 12:50:46 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Narrow" color=#800040&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I'm sure I can make it on my own.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Narrow" color=#800040&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Narrow" color=#800040 size=1&gt;A years gone by now.&amp;nbsp; And it still feels like yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I'm the one that fucked things up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/486927966/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, May 07, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/482047104/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/482047104/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 18:51:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;I don't update this much.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;I lost&amp;nbsp;my parents&amp;nbsp;trust again.&amp;nbsp; I keep doing shit and messing it up.&amp;nbsp; My parents are on the verge of making me move in with my dad in Harrisburg.&amp;nbsp; I would do anything to keep that from happening.&amp;nbsp; This was the same kind of stunt I pulled just about a year ago.&amp;nbsp; This one's a little more severe yet they aren't as suprised as they were last time.&amp;nbsp; They aren't as hurt.&amp;nbsp; I need to stop hurting them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;The words said by my mother to me that night...words that have&amp;nbsp;been burned forever in my skull: &lt;STRONG&gt;"Lying while confessing your lies."&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I don't quite&amp;nbsp;like who I've become.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;Don't get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; I am not a bad person.&amp;nbsp; I get fairly good grades- 4.3 gpa.&amp;nbsp; Some would kill for that gpa.&amp;nbsp; I don't get in trouble with the law.&amp;nbsp; I am not addicted to pain killers, cigs, pot, or anything worse.&amp;nbsp; I don't sneak around my parents back every friday and saturday nights, I do have a job (for over a year now- same place), I respect authority -whether it be teachers, other students, parents, relatives, police, etc., I am a loving person and would do anything for someone I loved..&amp;nbsp; You see...&amp;nbsp; It's just I don't like how easily it has become for me to lie.&amp;nbsp; To lie to the only people in this world that would literally take a bullet for me.&amp;nbsp; I want to be the little angel that I used to be.&amp;nbsp; Yet, I don't want to give up the fun that I have been having this past year.&amp;nbsp; I have made this year literally the best one of my life, and I don't want to make next year lame and un-fun.&amp;nbsp; I just can't hurt them anymore.&amp;nbsp; I had so much respect..so much trust.&amp;nbsp; They would let me do anything, anytime, and just trust that I wouldn't do anything to hurt myself physically or emotionally.&amp;nbsp; Yet, I screwed that up with Lance.&amp;nbsp; I tried to go behind their backs, and got caught.&amp;nbsp; Then I lost everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everything I owned.&amp;nbsp; Finally, I got that back in the beginning of the school year, along with some of their trust.&amp;nbsp; Now, &lt;STRONG&gt;Its gone again&lt;/STRONG&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what to do.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;I need to stop acting like this is who I am.&amp;nbsp; I need to stop and think.&amp;nbsp; I need to firstly prioratize my life, my schoolwork.&amp;nbsp; Then I need to realize who my real friends are.&amp;nbsp; I do believe that my true friends consist of only a few...And I hope that I can consider you one of them.&amp;nbsp; I need someone now, more than ever.&amp;nbsp; Someone that's got my back, and can help me pull through this hard time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;I think I've realized something about myself this weekend. I think that I am not being myself. Maybe its that I put on a face when I am around different people. When I'm with one friend I am completely different than when I am with a&amp;nbsp;another, different&amp;nbsp;friend. I don't know why either. One thing is for sure, when I am around this one person I am myself. I am completely the way I want to be, and I don't act like I'm something I'm not. All the cards are on the table. And it seems to work out.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This ones for you. Yes, you.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Thank you,&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;For showing me who I can be. Showing me that I don't have to be something I'm not. That I dont have to try hard, or act different. Thank you for always being there. Thank you for trying. Thank you for understanding. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;You deserve better. j.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Microsoft Sans Serif" size=1&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;"I'd rather laugh with the sinners, than cry with the saints."&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/482047104/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, April 08, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/459990112/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/459990112/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Apr 2006 03:43:24 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=6&gt;Life is actually going my way...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=6&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;....for once.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/459990112/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, March 10, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/455647118/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/455647118/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Mar 2006 20:00:19 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So...I got busted for the whole wrestling match thing...I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I guess all in all it wasnt that bad.. At least I had a good time to make up for the consequences..&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;A href="http://x20.xanga.com/75d81312d637941410420/b28185559.bmp" target=xangaphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;A href="http://x99.xanga.com/be1b4305c5d3041410729/b28185719.bmp" target=xangaphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://x86.xanga.com/984b210b19c3141410951/b28185832.bmp" target=xangaphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yeah...I had a good day.&amp;nbsp; Except for the getting busted and getting dhall...oh, and my parents losing trust in me...that I JUST got back...but, oh well.&amp;nbsp; So..I shall be gone for a while...leave some comments...&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;A href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y152/BchEos21/meandash6.jpg" target=_new&gt;&lt;/A&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/455647118/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, March 03, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/449533303/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/449533303/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 02:29:22 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Narrow" color=#858585 size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face=Mistral size=3&gt;I'm losing myself.&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Narrow" color=#7a7a7a&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Narrow" size=2&gt;I dont' know quite what else to say other than that.&amp;nbsp; I am tired of these games people like to play with me.&amp;nbsp; I'm done, I'm cashing in.&amp;nbsp; I look around and realize who all of my real friends are.&amp;nbsp; And I realize how none of them know how messed up I actually am.&amp;nbsp; In these past few months I have somehow &lt;FONT face=Mistral size=3&gt;lost all of the meaning&lt;/FONT&gt; behind everything I do..and I don't know how to get that back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;STRONG&gt;If&lt;/STRONG&gt; I had faith, I would say that I lost it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;STRONG&gt;If&lt;/STRONG&gt; I had priorites, I would say that I lost them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;STRONG&gt;If &lt;/STRONG&gt;I had love, I would say that I lost it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I need a moment.&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;moment to show me what I've lost, and what I will continue to lose if I keep hiding &lt;FONT face=Mistral size=3&gt;under these covers&lt;/FONT&gt;...If I keep turning away from my friends, and keeping these feelings and thoughts only to myself.&amp;nbsp; People have made me so confused, so misunderstood.&amp;nbsp; They think that they can toy with my emotions.&amp;nbsp; I have let people play their game, but now I am done.&amp;nbsp; I just need&lt;FONT size=3&gt; '&lt;FONT face=Mistral&gt;a&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Mistral&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt; someone'&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;to lean on, a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Mistral color=#7a7a7a&gt;I don't want my heart broken.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/449533303/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, February 22, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/446354710/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/446354710/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 20:38:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;H5&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/H5&gt;
&lt;H5&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Good Times&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H5&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/yournewbeginning/446354710/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>