﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>zi145's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from zi145</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/zi145</link></image><item><title>Friday, November 04, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/380788856/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/380788856/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 21:06:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when the light is off
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die

And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight
Put the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling

That either way he turns
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;*sigh*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;PRE&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;why cant things just get better&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/380788856/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 04, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/360429273/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/360429273/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 02:33:05 GMT</pubDate><description>i'm gunna dj on new years eve...&lt;br&gt;
ramzi = excited&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
give me suggestions for what songs i should play!&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/360429273/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, September 30, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/357828003/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/357828003/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2005 02:52:37 GMT</pubDate><description>raise your hand if your life sucks hard ass&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
*raises hand*&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/357828003/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 13, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/347083663/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/347083663/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 16:22:49 GMT</pubDate><description>so i went to drop my sister off this morning at school. I got back home
around 8 AM. I went inside, made some breakfast... sat down and watched
TV. Then i went and took my brother to school. I got back around 9:15.
I went on AIM and picked up my guitar and started playing. I put the
pick in my mouth for this solo i like playing... it requires my
fingers. After i finished the solo, i had to go use the bathroom. So i
did. I came back and picked up my guitar... problem... i dont have my
pick. I looked EVERYWHERE for it. LIterally turned my room over. Went
around the house, back into the bathroom. absolutely could not find it.
I just decided... fuck it i'll play with my fingers. 10:15... i had to
sneeze. I took the pick out of my mouth and put it on the table to
sneeze. I picked up the pick... looked at it for a second... and just
shook my head.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
literally an hour... lol&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i'm so cool.&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/347083663/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, September 01, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/339076664/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/339076664/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 14:11:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
You tell me I can't slow down&lt;br&gt;you tell where I've gotta be&lt;br&gt;I speed into the darkness&lt;br&gt;but I swear that I can't see a thing in front of me&lt;br&gt;You know its true&lt;br&gt;I'm not driving anymore,&lt;br&gt;I can't keep up with you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're closing in behind me&lt;br&gt;Well I've got headlight in my eyes,&lt;br&gt;Don't you get too close to me&lt;br&gt;Can't you see that we'll collide,&lt;br&gt;and end up casualties&lt;br&gt;there's just no room&lt;br&gt;I'm not driving anymore,&lt;br&gt;I can't keep with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So leave me on my own,&lt;br&gt;Run me down and race away from me&lt;br&gt;I've got nowhere to go to,&lt;br&gt;And I don't think I can get back on my feet,&lt;br&gt;back on my feet&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You came right out of nowhere&lt;br&gt;Eyes wide and terrified,&lt;br&gt;and I can't put my brakes on,&lt;br&gt;And I can't swerve to save your life&lt;br&gt;cause then I'll lose control,&lt;br&gt;and I can't choose&lt;br&gt;I'm not driving anymore&lt;br&gt;I can't keep up with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So leave me on my own&lt;br&gt;Run me down and race away from me&lt;br&gt;I've got no where to go to&lt;br&gt;I don't think I can get back on my feet,&lt;br&gt;back on my feet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Get me out of harm's way,&lt;br&gt;Can't you see I'm paralyzed,&lt;br&gt;I wanna fade out gracefuly,&lt;br&gt;but you keep keeping me alive&lt;br&gt;to face another day,&lt;br&gt;can't you see I'm through&lt;br&gt;I'm not driving anymore,&lt;br&gt;I can't keep up with you.&lt;br&gt;Can't keep up with you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell me how long have I got, God&lt;br&gt;I wanna end this earthly toil&lt;br&gt;Till this diet-light expires&lt;br&gt;I wanna go swimming in the soil&lt;br&gt;and not come up for breath&lt;br&gt;sit in God's room&lt;br&gt;I'm not driving anymore,&lt;br&gt;I can't keep up with you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm unfit for consumption&lt;br&gt;I don't know how to play my part,&lt;br&gt;I swear I'm all alone in this thing,&lt;br&gt;I'm a blind man driving in my car,&lt;br&gt;into oblivion&lt;br&gt;let it come soon.&lt;br&gt;I'm not driving anymore,&lt;br&gt;I can't keep up with you.
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/339076664/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, August 27, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/335444555/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/335444555/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 03:39:19 GMT</pubDate><description>i wonder if anyone's still reading this...&lt;br&gt;
if you are.&lt;br&gt;
help.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i'm choking, i'm dying. I'm completely lost in my emotions. I'm
completely... dead inside. I've opened a box to the best and worst
thing to happen to me. And i'll continue to try opening it... like a
drug. I'm addicted to it.&lt;br&gt;
help me&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/335444555/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, August 12, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/325225217/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/325225217/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 06:07:45 GMT</pubDate><description>crazy huh?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
is it good hearing from me again.&lt;br&gt;
today was such a... depressing day. It was three years ago today one of
my good friends drowned at the beach. It's really sad to like reflect
on the memories.&lt;br&gt;
It didn't help that my boss yelled at me, for quite literally no
reason... especially when i wasn't even working today, i just went to
get a paycheck. And to top the day off with one of, if not the most
depressing movie ever Amores Perros.&lt;br&gt;
iono, i'm just a little down right now :(&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/325225217/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, May 08, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/258575848/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/258575848/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 May 2005 19:45:19 GMT</pubDate><description>haha, so for the past month or so, we've been planning chris's surprise
birthday party... but it was mine too and i didnt know it!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i got to plan my own surprise party and still get surprised&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
so cool so cool.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
had an AWESOME TIME&lt;br&gt;
thanks everyone!&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/258575848/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, April 02, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/234560816/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/234560816/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2005 21:06:45 GMT</pubDate><description>so updating finally...&lt;br&gt;
had the best time yesterday.&lt;br&gt;
went to the beach with peter, chris, anthony, stacy, teresa, and greg...&lt;br&gt;
weather was absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br&gt;
had an absolutely fantastic time with stacy :)&lt;br&gt;
went and got some grade A falafel with everyone&lt;br&gt;
then peter, anthony, chris and i went and saw the best movie of 2005,
and will probably remain that for the whole year... Sin City.&lt;br&gt;
Oh my god what a great movie...&lt;br&gt;
what a great day&lt;br&gt;
definitely the best i've had this year&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/234560816/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, March 08, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/217969509/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/zi145/217969509/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 02:47:31 GMT</pubDate><description>i wanna enlist&lt;br&gt;
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