﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>xjourney's Xanga</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from xjourney</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://xjourney.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Saturday, November 19, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/390197890/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/390197890/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2005 08:07:14 GMT</pubDate><description>It's late. I don't feel like sleeping. &amp; Livejournal is down.&lt;br /&gt;Check out my graphics journal &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~jadorejourney" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &amp; my personal LJ &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~colourelle" target="_new"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do myspace, but the other day, I found out that I made one and I don't remember. Maybe I was really high on air. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, Xanga is dead, but at least I can type because LJ is down.&lt;br /&gt;Comment on this post if you are actually here. The only person that I know that devotes her time to Xanga is Kimberly. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you know you love me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;journey</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/390197890/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, August 27, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/335416673/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/335416673/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 02:59:08 GMT</pubDate><description>Gosh. Xanga is truly getting old. All of you are on myspace. interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to jet. &lt;br /&gt;Peach out. Hah.</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/335416673/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, August 18, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/329633984/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/329633984/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 16:53:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;b&gt;PROMOTION!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/ljbadge.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;GO &lt;b&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Get a LJ!&lt;br /&gt;Go to my LJ: www.livejournal.com/~oddgirlout_x&lt;br /&gt;Make me your friend.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE THIS SHIT! [=&lt;br /&gt;or stay with me, but go LJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ love # journey }</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/329633984/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, August 12, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/325181261/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/325181261/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 04:18:20 GMT</pubDate><description>If there is one thing that I learned this summer... It is to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;I was a bitch. I am a bitch. My principles are not so the same to another persons.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving and chumming around as if nothing happened is not me.&lt;br /&gt;But forgiving and not forgetting and letting life live its course can happen.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would say this, but just float.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fight and ruin all you have worked for.&lt;br /&gt;Fight just for what you believe in and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;I might not always be the person that meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;Nor will I be a poseur.&lt;br /&gt;I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I will forgive.</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/325181261/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, July 30, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/315736188/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/315736188/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jul 2005 01:21:25 GMT</pubDate><description>fuck.</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/315736188/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, July 22, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/310263496/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/310263496/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 05:14:34 GMT</pubDate><description>Since I feel that no one really comes here, I might just close this. I want to know who actually comes here. Please respond with eProps if you think that this site is pretty or whatever the fuck you want to call it. Please tell me if I should keep this xanga up.</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/310263496/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, July 09, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/301374172/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/301374172/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jul 2005 22:45:53 GMT</pubDate><description>I took the first line from thirteen.&lt;br /&gt;inside... we all feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was crippled&lt;br /&gt;broken &amp; pained.&lt;br /&gt;he spoke of one thing.&lt;br /&gt;his past. and how he ruined it all.&lt;br /&gt;how he regretted everything he did.&lt;br /&gt;all the people he hurt.&lt;br /&gt;now he lays in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;burned down to bones.&lt;br /&gt;with tears of pain in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he never looked into someone's eyes&lt;br /&gt;without being high or drunk.&lt;br /&gt;there was always something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;something that left him in the mist.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to be someone,&lt;br /&gt;but instead,&lt;br /&gt;ruined it all.&lt;br /&gt;he was left there.&lt;br /&gt;beside himself.&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;he was crippled.&lt;br /&gt;and no one could feel his pain.&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/301374172/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, July 01, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/295641509/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/295641509/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2005 17:06:13 GMT</pubDate><description>my magazine cover &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v96/peppermyntgurl/camp%20etc/journeymagazinecopy.jpg" target="_new"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. for my Desktop Publishing class at Stanford University.&lt;br&gt;
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&amp;lt;3 XJOURNEY&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is with the
world obsession between both men &amp;amp; women with being tan? I see so
many people at drugstores buying self-tanner. Think about all the money
Neutrogena is making! One thing that's good though, with self-tanner,
people aren't using the traditional way of tanning- which is dangerous.
You are prone to UVA &amp;amp; UVB rays which can cause you to get skin
cancer. One thing that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worries&lt;/span&gt; me is people being tan. How can you tell if a person is tan from the traditional ways of tanning (&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;sitting out in the sun&lt;/span&gt;) or the self-tanning methods? It's really hard to tell. Also, even though I have mentioned only 2 ways of tanning, there are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; many&lt;/span&gt;
more. There are tanning beds (which shoot UVA &amp;amp; UVB rays at you),
airbrush tanning beds (which cost a good amount of money, but are just &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;brushed
tans), &amp;amp; other tanning techniques. Gosh. My thought is: why is the
world so focused on beauty and why is skin cancer and being darker a
lovely and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"beautiful"&lt;/span&gt; thing. Truth is: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's dangerous &amp;amp; all marketing tricks.&lt;/span&gt; It's not worth your money.&lt;br&gt;
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{ journey }&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://xjourney.xanga.com/288003350/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, June 20, 2005</title><link>http://xjourney.xanga.com/287518078/item/</link><guid>http://xjourney.xanga.com/287518078/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Jun 2005 04:06:40 GMT</pubDate><description>I would be the perfect rich person. I mean, I could be the best rich
person. Ha. I would be nice to the other people, but still honor the
needs of myself. How come the rich people of today don't act that way.
Where's the love in the world? Where's the thing that says "All people
are created equal"? I wish there was something to that extent. Some law
that all citizens of the Earth must follow... If only that was
creatable. Hey... why dwell on the past when you can live through the
future. Don't we all keep wishing that things would come true when
there is no such thing as wishes truly coming true. Yes, there are all
those shows out there where families are helped and dreaming on is
restored, but the truth of matter is that, in life, there is no such
thing. Real life brings up these shows, but we never can have things
that we dream and wish of for ourselves. Yes... it's another one of my
infamous ramblings.&lt;br&gt;
Remember, informing other people of your opinion, never gets stale or goes out of style.&lt;br&gt;
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{ journey }&lt;br&gt;
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