﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>dirtbag03's Xanga</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from dirtbag03</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://dirtbag03.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Tuesday, November 28, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/551203961/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/551203961/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 03:25:22 GMT</pubDate><description>Ok, yes its been half a year since the last time that i was actually on
this site, there are way better things to do than sit at computers and
write things like this, but since i'm here, i mine as well, what the
hell what can it hurt&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; this year has been great and to my surprise, i actually
found the one person that i want to spend the rest of my life with, and
its an amazing feeling when you know that they are the right person for
you, i think Kelsey knows what i'm talking about, right? but overall
school is good and s is the rest of my life for right now, i hope
itsthe same for every one as well, ttyl, comment.......the ones that
still use this thing.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/551203961/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 16, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/485524051/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/485524051/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 20:36:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span class="blacktextnb10"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="2"&gt;her dad was a drunk&lt;br&gt;
Her mom was an addict&lt;br&gt;
Her parents kept her&lt;br&gt;
Locked in an attic&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Her only friend&lt;br&gt;
was a little toy bear&lt;br&gt;
It was old and worn out&lt;br&gt;
And had patches of hair&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
She always talked to it&lt;br&gt;
When no one's around&lt;br&gt;
She lays there and hugs it&lt;br&gt;
Not a peep of sound&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Until her parents&lt;br&gt;
unlock the door&lt;br&gt;
Some more and more pain&lt;br&gt;
She'll have to endore&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
A bruise on her leg&lt;br&gt;
A scar on her face&lt;br&gt;
Why would she be&lt;br&gt;
In such a horrible place?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But she grabs her bear&lt;br&gt;
And softly crys&lt;br&gt;
She loves her parents&lt;br&gt;
But they want her to die&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
She sits in the corner&lt;br&gt;
Quiet but thinking,&lt;br&gt;
"Please God, why is&lt;br&gt;
My life always sinking? "&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Such a bad life&lt;br&gt;
For a sad little kid&lt;br&gt;
She'd get beaten and beaten&lt;br&gt;
For anything she did&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then one night&lt;br&gt;
Her mom came home high&lt;br&gt;
And the poor child was beaten&lt;br&gt;
As hours went by&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then her mom suddenly&lt;br&gt;
Grabbed for a blade&lt;br&gt;
It was sharp and pointy&lt;br&gt;
One that she made&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
She thrusted the blade&lt;br&gt;
Right in her chest,&lt;br&gt;
"You deserve to die&lt;br&gt;
You worthless pest!"&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The mom walked out&lt;br&gt;
Leaving the girl slowly dieing&lt;br&gt;
She grabbed her bear&lt;br&gt;
And again started crying&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Police showed up&lt;br&gt;
At the small little house&lt;br&gt;
Then quickly barged in&lt;br&gt;
Everything quiet as a mouse&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
One officer slowly&lt;br&gt;
Opened a door&lt;br&gt;
To find the little girl&lt;br&gt;
Lieing on the floor&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It must have been bad&lt;br&gt;
To go through so much harm&lt;br&gt;
But at least she died&lt;br&gt;
With her best friend in her arms&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/485524051/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, April 02, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/466686497/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/466686497/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Apr 2006 13:12:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ok, so I guess its time to put something new on
here.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This year has been a fun a year, but at the same time a
miserable one too. I can't wait till skools out!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The other day I got in trouble and my dad and I got into an
argument and at the end he told me that if I keep it up, what ever I’m doing,
he will send me to go live with my real dad in Arizona and that if it was his
choice, that I would have never lived here for as long as i have if the choice
was up to him. Its just one more year till I can leave this house and not have
to worry about him, I don't know exactly where I’m going to stay, but at least
I wont have to worry about him anymore.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last night I had some friends over, it was the first time in a
long time that we actually did something together, unlike other times we will
start to do something then people leave because there pissed or some shit like
that happens and they decide to leave. But there was one in particular that I
have always liked to hang out with, and do things with, and last night was the
first time that we had done anything out of skool of a long time, all the other
times she was either pissed off or she just didn't want to talk to me, but
thats all in the past. I think and hope that we do these type of things more
often, and not just maybe once every month. Its was fun even though the girls
beat the guys in basketball, and the one where I lost 8-3 to a girl (the first
5 I let her have cause I was just messing around and didn't want to make her
mad or anything like that, but she doesn't know that) well its not the first
time that I let her win, jk, she has beat me before when i wasn't playing
around and later when I got home I cried cause I lost to her, a girl! If thats
what keeps her coming back then I have no problem losing in one on one games
with her.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Soccer this year wasn't the best year either, we went 1-7 this
year, at least its better than last years. I had some fun times while we were
out of town,&amp;nbsp;but some of my&amp;nbsp;best times were when I was playing and
took out people. talk to yalls people laterz!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/466686497/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, February 26, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/449554319/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/449554319/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 18:58:58 GMT</pubDate><description>Ok, so i think its time to finally update, and this is it.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well in soccer we aren't doing to good and i had to sit
out at last nights game because my coach got pissed at me for walking
out of my 2nd period class, and i got a pink slip, and 2 days of ISS,
on the 3rd and 24th of march. That will be fun! Nothing to much is is
going on in school, i'm passing and thats about is and i found out that
a few people want to fight me but wont fight me alone, fuckin' pussies!
I think i'm grounded now because of me walking out of class, so i don't
think i will be able to do anything for about a month or more, so no
more fun for awhile. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just found out the other day that nothing will evr go my
way, nothing is ever going to end up right for me, everything good
eventually goes bad and never gets better. So i was thinking about
joining the army, and wondering what branch i should get in, the army,
navy, airforce or the marines, that could be me&amp;nbsp; after i get out
of school,&amp;nbsp; since the marines was my 1st choice.&lt;img src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffxImage/urlpicture_id_1048354622792_2003/03/26/26pix01,0.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="368" width="550"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
well thats about it for know, so comment me back and i'll comment back laterz!&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/449554319/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, February 01, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/435659016/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/435659016/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 00:04:20 GMT</pubDate><description>Every time I see her, I see every thing that I could have had, every
thing that I once had. It kills me just to look at her and even more
when she smiles, it reminds me of the past, when I would make her laugh
and just look at the one thing that mattered to me in my life. When I
was with her, I would forget every thing that happened before and only
think about her, she made every thing bad turn out good, she was the
only person that I can honestly say that I love, and she is the only
one that I can say that to. But people say things get worse before they
get better, thats bullshit, nothing ever gets better than before, it
just doesn't matter as much any more. Some days I wonder what would
have happened if I did cut the right spot on my wrist, would people be
happier if they didn't know me or is it better that they did meet me?
Every time some thing goes wrong, I hope that I will see her the next
day at school or any other place. I would do anything for her, and even
more to be able to hold her like I used to, to be able to hold her
hand, walk her to class, go to parks and walk around at night, every
time I see her these things come into my mind, and I start to regret
not doing some thing and regret doing somethings that I shouldn't have
done, said or written to her. I can tell her that I'm sorry my whole
life but that wont change anything, people say that we will end up
together again, but I don't think we will, at first I thought that ...
Now I know that I ruined the best thing in my life, its hard to let it
go, but it was also just as hard when we were still together and trying
not to do anything wrong to mess anything up, I did every thing wrong,
and I thought that I might have gotten one more chance, but it never
happened. When you love some one tell them, don't wait for some thing
bad to happen before you think of actually telling them how you really
feel, I fucked it up once and hopefully it wont happen again.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In soccer we haven't been doing our best, almost every body was
failling something, and people are starting to blame things on other
people that had nothing to do with it. My coach sucks, he doesn't know
what hes talking about some times, and brings the team down when he
should be trying to bring us up, what a bitch. Well we get a week off
till are actual season starts, and hopefully we will do better than we
did at the tourns, maybe some day coach will learn to listen to what we
have to say, because some of the stuff we say can be useful.This is it
for now, TaLk LaTeRz...&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/435659016/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 30, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/434914666/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/434914666/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 17:31:49 GMT</pubDate><description>Game Tonight At Lowrey @ 6pm, Every One Should Go To It !!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/434914666/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, January 22, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/430219994/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/430219994/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 04:33:26 GMT</pubDate><description>Ok, today we got back from Midland, and we got our asses kicked. we
ended the tourn. 1-3, but at least we got one win, right? Its been
awhile since the last time cause i had to figure a few things out, and
now its all better, i think. We have a game on Monday at Lowrey against
Pampa @ 6pm, every one should come and watch us play! Well, i'm sore
and tired, so i guess i'll TaLk LaTeRz!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I Fuckin' Did It, I........, Hell Yeah!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE I FUCKIN' DIE IN THE NEXT DAY OR
TWO!!!!! FUCK EVERYTHING!!! FUCK YOU FOR READING THIS!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
as you can probably tell, i was pissed when i wrote this, and i'm sorry
if i just affended anyone, if i did, don't be such a pussy and take
every thing to the heart! Last one for awhile, so right me some
interesting comments, and if you don't write me one, fuck you to then!
Laterz!!!&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/424418404/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 09, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/423030589/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/423030589/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2006 18:44:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zl4cbpFhrM4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zl4cbpFhrM4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/423030589/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, January 05, 2006</title><link>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/420437990/item/</link><guid>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/420437990/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2006 02:05:54 GMT</pubDate><description>Today was alright, it wasn't the best day, but I guess that it will
have to do. We play in 2 days, and I feel like SHIT! My whole fuckin'
body is sore, and I kinda feel like quiting soccer for many reasons!
I'm just tired of dealing with all this shit, and i've been thinking
about moving with my real dad in Arizona and finishing school down
there and never returning to Lubbock other than to visit my mom. It
took me a whole week to figure out some things, while other things i
haven't figured out yet. Other than that life is great, but we start
school in less than a week, and i'm not ready to back yet, just like
every one else.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the last week i realized that my life
sucks, i honestly don't know how i am able to deal with all the shit
going on in my life right now! A few days ago, i was asked how i wanted
to die and i answered truthfully, what about you? How do you want to
die in the future? To die by old age is a luxury that many people don't
get to experience during their time here, do you think you will get
that luxury?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://dirtbag03.xanga.com/420437990/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>