﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Katie_the_Spaztastic's Xanga</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Katie_the_Spaztastic</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://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Sunday, November 18, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/627815215/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/627815215/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 23:32:18 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Someone told me a while ago to update my xanga. I told them I use livejournal pretty much exclusively now, but, oh well.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Here, update. Song lyrics. If you know what's been on my mind the last few weeks, then you know the reason for this certain kind of song. :3 Let's just say, things have become infinitely better compared to August and September. :]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;U&gt;"Bubbly" by Colbie Caillat&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;V1: I've been awake for a while now&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;you've got me feelin like a child now&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;BR&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;BR&gt;and I crinkle my nose&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;where ever it goes I always know&lt;BR&gt;that you make me smile &lt;BR&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;BR&gt;just take your time &lt;BR&gt;where ever you go&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;V2: The rain is fallin on my window pane&lt;BR&gt;but we are hidin in a safer place&lt;BR&gt;under covers stayin&amp;nbsp;dry and warm&lt;BR&gt;you give me feelings that I adore&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;BR&gt;make me crinkle my nose&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;where ever it goes&lt;BR&gt;i always know&lt;BR&gt;that you make me smile &lt;BR&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;BR&gt;just take your time &lt;BR&gt;where ever you go&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;B: &lt;STRONG&gt;What am I gonna say&lt;BR&gt;when you make me feel this way&lt;BR&gt;I just........mmmmmm&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;C: It starts in my toes&lt;BR&gt;make me crinkle my nose&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;where ever it goes&lt;BR&gt;i always know&lt;BR&gt;that you make me smile &lt;BR&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;BR&gt;just take your time &lt;BR&gt;where ever you go&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;V3: I've been asleep for a while now&lt;BR&gt;You tucked me in just like a child now&lt;BR&gt;Cause every time you hold me in your arms&lt;BR&gt;I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;C: &lt;STRONG&gt;It starts in my soul&lt;BR&gt;And I lose all control&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;BR&gt;The feeling shows&lt;BR&gt;Cause you make me smile&lt;BR&gt;Baby just take your time now&lt;BR&gt;Holdin me tight&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Where ever, where ever, where ever you go&lt;BR&gt;Where ever, where ever, where ever you go&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Where ever you go, I'll always know&lt;BR&gt;Cause you make me smile here, just for a while&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/627815215/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 11, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/615449206/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/615449206/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 20:44:26 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A change of pace for this journal.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;*steals survey from christy's xanga*&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;RELATi0NSHiPS&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Bold&lt;/STRONG&gt; all that apply.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;RELATi0NSHiP WiTH &lt;I&gt;MYSELF&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I am definitely not perfect, but I accept that.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I've worked hard at becoming the person I am.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I like the person I am. &lt;STRONG&gt;(most of the time)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I do have a few problems with myself.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think I'm beautiful.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I think I'm all right.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think I'm ugly.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think I have a great personality.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Personally, I find myself annoying.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I always find myself saying negative things about myself.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I have said that I think I'm 'too fat' before.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I try to be positive about myself.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I figure that the only way anyone else will ever love me, is if I love myself first.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I take good care of myself, on the outside and inside.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I feel that there's a lot of pressure placed on me to be 'perfect' but I try not to let it get to me.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I'm just trying the best I can.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;RELATi0NSHiPS WiTH &lt;I&gt;MY FRiENDS&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;My friends are seriously amazing.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I don't know what I'd do without them.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;One or more of my friends have stabbed me in the back.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I forgave them.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;However, there are a few I didn't forgive.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I have one best friend.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I have several best friends.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I've had a friend steal my crush/boyfriend.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I stopped being friends with her because of it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I have at least 1 friend I tell everything to.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I have more guy friends than girl friends.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Guy friends are definitely less dramatic.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I have at least 1 guy friend I can go to receive an honest opinion/advice from.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I love going anywhere with my friends.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;My friends and I are crazy together. (emphasize CRAZAY.)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Most of my friends have the same clothes &amp;amp; music taste as me.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I love my friends.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;RELATi0NSHiPS WiTH &lt;I&gt;MY FAMiLY&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;My family can be annoying at times, but I still love them.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;My parents are divorced and it can be difficult not having them both around sometimes.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I have been fighting with my parents lately.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I can tell my mother anything.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I'm a daddy's girl.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Holiday dinners with my family usually promote fights.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Actually, my family's holiday dinners are pretty pleasant and fun.I like my cousins.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;My parents are pretty easy-going.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I live with my parents.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;My parents have embarrassed me in front of my friends.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Actually, they embarrass me on many occasions.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;But I guess that's normal.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;My parents give me an allowance.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I have a sibling.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I have a pet.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;RELATi0NSHiP WiTH &lt;I&gt;MY B0YFRiEND&lt;/I&gt; [Skip to next category if you don't have one] &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Our relationship has lasted longer than 6 months so far.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We have said 'I love you' to each other.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;He's done something romantic for me.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We go out together at least once each week.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I can tell him anything.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;He asked me to be his girlfriend.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I asked him to be my boyfriend.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We talk on the phone with each other at least once a day.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;He is nothing short of amazing.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We have broken up and gotten back together.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;Our relationship is healthy.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;He's bought me something really expensive.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We have grown a lot as a couple, over the good and bad experiences.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think he's a little controlling at times.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think I may break up with him soon.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think we're soul mates.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;RELATi0NSHiP WiTH &lt;I&gt;MY CRUSH &lt;/I&gt;[Skip if you did the 'Boyfriend' category]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I have a crush.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I think about him a lot.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;He has no idea I exist.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We have some classes together.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think he likes me too.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;We flirt with each other a lot.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;I think I may tell him I like him.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I stare at him during class / in the hallways.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I am guilty of scribbling his name in one of my notebooks.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I guess you could say, 'I admire him from afar.'&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;There's no chance we'll ever be together.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;If he wants to be with me, he's going to have to make the first move.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;He seems like potential boyfriend material.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I've told my friends that I like him.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I talk about him a lot.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;When I'm around him, I get really nervous&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/615449206/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, September 09, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/615023569/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/615023569/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 15:04:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I miss people.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Since school started, I haven't much time or chance to talk and hang out with my usual group of friends. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I've been hanging out with a few new people, or getting to know some others better than I did before, and that's nice... but I still miss everyone else. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I've felt pretty alone since school started... And I know, people are gonna read this and go, OH KATIE! We're there for you! It's all okay!! ... But... idk. I really miss a few certain people that I could talk to about anything... &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;The summer was so nice... summers have a tendency of being that way. In the summer, I'd spend every other day with a friend, or we'd talk online in the evenings on into the middle of the morning. That was nice. That was really nice. I absolutely loved that. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yesterday was nice, too. Spent the afternoon with Martina, got to talk about certain things with her, and then we had a silly fun time watching Superbad and meeting random people at Toys R Us and B&amp;amp;N. A day without thinking, a day without work, a day without stress (well, there was awkward stress for me :P Meeting new people always feels awkward, but luckily Martina did most of the talking.)... but yeah. A day of no progress, a day only for enjoyment and being silly. I live for those days. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Back to reality...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm not quite as sad a couple of weeks ago, but... I just feel really lonely. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I &lt;I&gt;am &lt;/I&gt;happy about certain people, though. ^_^ Everytime I think of the two of them, I go SQUEE. :]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I think about a couple of other people, and I go *sigh*. -.-&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then I think about two other guys, and I go... @_@ ACK. *CONFUSED* -_- But that's another thing. &amp;gt;_o For another post. Maybe. I don't think I'm ready to divulge much on that thought for now. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Gah.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;If the world didn't suck, we'd all float off into space.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;... true. But space might be a nice place and a nice change of scenery for while. I'm willing to give it a try.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I just don't know. History says that I'm usually mopey for the first semester of school. I have good excuses for being mopey, though! ... I say that, but I really should be trying to move on from those things. But... gah. I just can't help it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Things can only get better.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Right?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;-.-&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Moo.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;HR id=null&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;"When Did Your Heart Go Missing?" by Rooney&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Love don't come so easily&lt;BR&gt;This doesn't have to end in tragedy&lt;BR&gt;I have you and you have me&lt;BR&gt;We're one and a million&lt;BR&gt;Why can't you see?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm waitin', waitin' for nothin'&lt;BR&gt;You're leavin', leavin' me hangin'&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;I treat you like a princess&lt;BR&gt;But your life is just one big mess&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I meant every word I said&lt;BR&gt;I never was lyin' when we talked in bed&lt;BR&gt;I'm retracin' every step in my head&lt;BR&gt;What did I miss back then?&lt;BR&gt;I was so, so misled&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm waitin', waitin' for nothin'&lt;BR&gt;You're leavin', leavin' me hangin'&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;I treat you like a princess&lt;BR&gt;But your life is just one big mess&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I don't understand&lt;BR&gt;How could you forget what we had?&lt;BR&gt;It's so wrong&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I'm waitin', waitin' for nothin'&lt;BR&gt;You're leavin', leavin' me hangin'&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;I treat you like a princess&lt;BR&gt;But your life is just one big mess&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;When did your heart go missin'?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Things were so good&lt;BR&gt;We had a little dream, a little dream together&lt;BR&gt;Buy a house, settle down, do our thing&lt;BR&gt;But you disappeared on me&lt;BR&gt;And your heart, your heart went missin'&lt;BR&gt;I don't know how to find it&lt;BR&gt;I don't know where it is&lt;BR&gt;I don't know where your heart went&lt;BR&gt;It was here just the other day&lt;BR&gt;Now it's gone&lt;BR&gt;I'm gonna call the police&lt;BR&gt;Call the investigator, the heart investigator &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/615023569/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, August 30, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/612982900/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/612982900/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Aug 2007 01:42:36 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I didn't realize how many songs on my iPod related to my recent mindset. This one's pretty much dead on. May have posted before. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;"Hotel Paper" by Michelle Branch&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I write mostly on hotel paper&lt;BR&gt;Knowing that my thoughts will never leave this room&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I'd be out of line telling you to leave her&lt;BR&gt;So I lie lonely surrounded by you&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Lately I can't be happy for no one&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;They think I need some time to myself&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I try to smile but I can't remember&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And I know tomorrow there'll be nothing else&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;And I wanted to be giving you everything that she's not giving&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And I wanted to see&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I didn't believe what i'd been hearing&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;You turned out to be more than I bargained for&lt;BR&gt;And I can tell that you need to get away&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Forgive me if I admit that I'd love to love you&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We both realized it way too late&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And I wanted to be&lt;BR&gt;Giving you everything that she's not giving&lt;BR&gt;And I wanted to see&lt;BR&gt;'Cause I didn't believe what I'd been hearing&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Maybe this wind blowing in just came from the ocean&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I write mostly on hotel paper&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/612982900/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, August 27, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/612395352/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/612395352/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 01:02:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;^_^&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Faux smile? You betcha.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;"Rinse" by Vanessa Carlton&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;She'd do anything to sparkle in his eye&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;she would &lt;STRONG&gt;suffer&lt;/STRONG&gt;, she would&lt;STRONG&gt; fight,&lt;/STRONG&gt; and &lt;STRONG&gt;compromise&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;she's been wishin' on the stars that shine so bright &lt;BR&gt;for answers to the questions that will haunt her tonight &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She must rinse this all away &lt;BR&gt;she can't hold him this way &lt;BR&gt;she must rinse this all away &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;she can't love him this way&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;How she'd be soothed, &lt;STRONG&gt;how she'd be saved if he could see &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;she needs to be held in his arms to be free &lt;BR&gt;but everything happens for reasons that she will never understand &lt;BR&gt;'til she knows the heart of a woman will never be found in the arms of a man &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;She must rinse this all away &lt;BR&gt;she can't hold&amp;nbsp;anybody this way &lt;BR&gt;she must rinse this all away &lt;BR&gt;she can't love him ...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;And if she runs away she fears she won't be followed &lt;BR&gt;what could be then worse than leaving something behind &lt;BR&gt;and as the depth of oceans slowly become shallow &lt;BR&gt;it's loneliness she finds... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;if only he was mine&lt;/EM&gt;...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;She'd do anything to spakle in his eye&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;BR&gt;she would suffer, she would fight, and compromise &lt;BR&gt;she's been wishin' on the stars that shine so bright &lt;BR&gt;for answers to the questions that will haunt her tonight &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;She must rinse him &lt;BR&gt;she must rinse him &lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;she can't rinse him&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;BR&gt;she can't rinse him &lt;BR&gt;she can't, she won't, she must rinse him &lt;BR&gt;she can't, she won't, she must rinse him &lt;BR&gt;she must rinse this all away &lt;BR&gt;she can't hold him this way &lt;BR&gt;she must rinse this all away &lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;she can't love him this way&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/612395352/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, August 08, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/608796935/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/608796935/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 08:07:39 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;ok so...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;xanga shall now forever be my blog for bitterness. -.- Mmmk? Mmmk. You have the choice to read, or not to read. Moo.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Have you ever really HATED someone? I thought I had.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;But no. Not before. Now I do.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I was just thinking about someone tonight and I came to the realization that I absolutely loathe them. I found people annoying in the past, and thought I hated them, but no no no... that was nothing. Starting now, I'm redefining my definition of the word hate, and I'm gonna try not to throw it around so easily. Because I know what it is to hate now.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Now this post sounds... dramatic. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;; Idk. Moo. Maybe I don't thoroughly hate this person so much. GAH. Well, at the moment I do. -.- whatever. MOO.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I don't even personally KNOW this person. I mean, we've met before, and we've probaby exchanged like two words, but.... I dislike them with as much passion as I can muster. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Why am I typing this up. IDK. -.- To arouse people's interest? Everyone wants to know if its them I'm talking about. :P No, trust me. If you're reading this, then chances are EXTREMELY high that you are not the person. Mmk? ^_^&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;HATE.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;-.- Maybe I'll confide to someone who it is and why someday. but moo. not online for the world to see, no no no.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;What's worse? A secret hate or an I-hate-you-to-your-face hate? Hmm.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Hate is typically bad. But So far? nothing to change my mind yet.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm going to bed. Rawr. -.- I never know what I'm saying anymore. Ack.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;KATIE. STOP BEING SUCH A HORRIBLE BITTER PERSON. PEOPLE MIGHT ACTUALLY LIKE YOU THEN. -_-&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;moo.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/608796935/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, July 07, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/602403787/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/602403787/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 05:30:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Katie's trail of pity-party-posts continues from her lj now to teh xanga...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;-_-;;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm just a scoop of Softserve ice cream looking for her Waffle cone.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'll be the syrup to your waffles.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;The Pam to your Jim. (=Jam. ... Which could also work on waffles. scandalous!)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Rawr.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Just some thoughts. Today's the Lucky Love day, right? Hm. -.- Horoscope from Yahoo.com:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#e77c00&gt;[Gemini &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;You and the adventurous lover you've attracted will enjoy this perfect day, and you'll both truly benefit from this exhilarating partnership. Good communication has really paid off, and all the love, joy and happiness you've always wanted are yours this lucky-seven day. It's the perfect time to communicate your love for one another in a new and lasting way. Being in tune with each other and feeling connected will make this an unforgettable day!]&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;Adventurous lover I've attracted? What, is he hiding somewhere?! *looks around* &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;! &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;Just some thoughts! kthxbye. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;And a song. Why not. Hm. Did I post this already? I do that a lot. -.- W/E.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;"At Seventeen" by Tara MacLean&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I learned the truth at seventeen&lt;BR&gt;That love was meant for beauty queens&lt;BR&gt;And high school girls with clear skinned smiles&lt;BR&gt;Who married young and then retired&lt;BR&gt;The valentines I never knew&lt;BR&gt;The Friday night charades of youth&lt;BR&gt;Were spent on one more beautiful&lt;BR&gt;At seventeen I learned the truth...&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;And those of us with ravaged faces&lt;BR&gt;Lacking in the social graces&lt;BR&gt;Desperately remained at home&lt;BR&gt;Inventing lovers on the phone&lt;BR&gt;Who called to say "come dance with me"&lt;BR&gt;And murmured vague obscenities&lt;BR&gt;It isn't all it seems at seventeen...&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;A brown eyed girl in hand me downs&lt;BR&gt;Whose name I never could pronounce&lt;BR&gt;Said: "Pity please the ones who serve,&lt;BR&gt;They only get what they deserve"&lt;BR&gt;The rich relationed hometown queen&lt;BR&gt;Marries into what she needs&lt;BR&gt;With a guarantee of company&lt;BR&gt;And haven for the elderly...&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;So remember those who win the game&lt;BR&gt;Lose the love they sought to gain&lt;BR&gt;In debitures of quality and dubious integrity&lt;BR&gt;Their small-town eyes will gape at you&lt;BR&gt;In dull surprise when payment due&lt;BR&gt;Exceeds accounts received at seventeen...&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;To those of us who know the pain&lt;BR&gt;Of valentines that never came&lt;BR&gt;And those whose names were never called&lt;BR&gt;When choosing sides for basketball&lt;BR&gt;It was long ago and far away&lt;BR&gt;the world was younger than today&lt;BR&gt;and&amp;nbsp;dreams were all they gave for free&lt;BR&gt;to ugly duckling girls like me...&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;We all play the game, and when we dare&lt;BR&gt;To&amp;nbsp;cheat ourselves at solitaire&lt;BR&gt;Inventing lovers on the phone&lt;BR&gt;Repenting other lives unknown&lt;BR&gt;That call and say: "Come on, dance with me"&lt;BR&gt;And they murmur vague obscenities&lt;BR&gt;At ugly girls like me, at seventeen...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;DIV class=yperContentPara&gt;Katie will make herself not be so emo tm. Erm, today. (ish 2:23 am. whatever.) *nods* Promise.&lt;/DIV&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/602403787/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 19, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/598768169/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/598768169/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 15:58:56 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;My xanga is slowly dying... o.o;; Oops.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Oh well.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Btw, check mah livejournal for posts about my New York City trip.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyway, I wanted to share with everyone one of the greatest commercials EVER. Srsly. I've seen it dozens of times before, but I'm finally putting a link up here. Gawd, I love it. -.- The woman... the SCREAM... *___* Smex, indeed. Enjoy.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;(The only version I could find on youtube, oh well. It'll do. *nods*)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;OBJECT height=350 width=425&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="movie" VALUE="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUvW-3O9c80"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="wmode" VALUE="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUvW-3O9c80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;^___^!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/598768169/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 05, 2007</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/595594074/item/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/595594074/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 04:23:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Hm.. Nothing to post about. Lyric time!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;"Things I'll Never Say"- Avril Lavigne&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I’m tugging&amp;nbsp;at my hair &lt;BR&gt;I’m pulling at my clothes &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I’m trying to keep my cool &lt;BR&gt;I know it shows&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;I’m staring at my feet &lt;BR&gt;My checks are turning red &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I’m searching for the words inside my head&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Cause I’m feeling nervous &lt;BR&gt;Trying to be so perfect &lt;BR&gt;Cause I know you’re worth it &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;You’re worth it &lt;BR&gt;Yeah &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;If I could say what I want to say &lt;BR&gt;I’d say I wanna blow you away&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;Be with you every night&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight?&lt;BR&gt;If I could say what I want to see &lt;BR&gt;I want to see you go down &lt;BR&gt;On one knee &lt;BR&gt;Marry me today&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Guess I’m wishing my life away &lt;BR&gt;With these things I’ll never say&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It don’t do me any good &lt;BR&gt;It’s just a waste of time &lt;BR&gt;What use is it to you &lt;BR&gt;What’s on my mind &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;If it ain’t coming out &lt;BR&gt;We’re not going anywhere&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;So why can’t I just tell you that I care&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Cause I’m feeling nervous &lt;BR&gt;Trying to be so perfect &lt;BR&gt;Cause I know you’re worth it &lt;BR&gt;You’re worth it &lt;BR&gt;Yeah &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If I could say what I want to say &lt;BR&gt;I’d say I want to blow you away&lt;BR&gt;Be with you every night &lt;BR&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight?&lt;BR&gt;If I could say what I want to see &lt;BR&gt;I want to see you go down &lt;BR&gt;On one knee &lt;BR&gt;Marry me today &lt;BR&gt;Guess I’m wishing my life away &lt;BR&gt;With these things I’ll never say &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;What’s wrong with my tongue &lt;BR&gt;These words keep slipping away &lt;BR&gt;I stutter, I stumble&lt;BR&gt;Like I’ve got nothing to say&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Cause I’m feeling nervous &lt;BR&gt;Trying to be so perfect &lt;BR&gt;Cause I know you’re worth it&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;You’re worth it &lt;BR&gt;Yeah &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Yes I’m wishing my life away with these things I’ll never say&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;If I could say what I want to say &lt;BR&gt;I’d say&amp;nbsp;I wanna blow you away&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Be with you every night&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;Am I squeezing you too tight?&lt;BR&gt;If I could say what I want to see &lt;BR&gt;I want to see you go down &lt;BR&gt;On one knee &lt;BR&gt;Marry me today &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Guess I’m wishing my life away &lt;BR&gt;With these things I’ll never say &lt;BR&gt;These things I’ll never say&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/595594074/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>"Swimming forever in my head..."</title><link>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/595115655/swimming-forever-in-my-head/</link><guid>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/595115655/swimming-forever-in-my-head/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 00:57:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;(First off, I have a run-down of the past two weeks in a post on my livejournal... moo.)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;So my mind's been preoccupied as of late. *sigh* Oh, Waffles.Yes, another post about the infamous Waffles! &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Ok, well, moo. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; Every day, no matter what I'm doing, my thoughts always revert back to Waffles! Today, for example. My dad and I went to see POTC 3 (for me, again; for him, the first time). Now, I did pay attention to the movie because it is so awesome like that, but every now and then, I would think to myself, "hm! This movie would be better if I had Waffles here with me." And yesterday, I spent the whole day watching dvds and playing video games, and I had the exact same thoughts. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I don't know what to do anymore. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I have thoughts on Waffles, and I have hopes about Waffles, but... I mean, sometimes I think, yes, of course! This has to be it! But other times, I'm not so sure. *sigh* &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'm a very dependent person, I've come to realize. A lot of my friends are so independent, and are capable and successful by themselves, but I'm nothing without anyone else. I really admire that independence, since it's never been something I've been able to master. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Is being so dependent on others a bad thing? I mean, always? In every possible case? It'll lead to my inevitable downfall one day, I'm sure, but... is it so bad to rely on others? You can't go through life completely by yourself... That's a sad and lonely way to live, or to look at life. *sigh*&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Back to Waffles.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;It's frightening to be so dependent on others, but even more&amp;nbsp;so is my dependence on Waffles. I can't seem to do anything without thinking of them. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;*sigh*&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I just don't know what to do. I mean, I know what I probably should do, but hell if I can try THAT again. -_-;; If I do try again, I know how &lt;EM&gt;not &lt;/EM&gt;to do it I guess. And I'm probably not making much sense to the reader of this, am I? &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Oh, nevermind me. I'm just thinking while typing. .. .Typing out loud? No, that's not quite the phrase. Eh, you get what I mean. .. .Or do you? ... Hell, is anyone even reading this? &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;GAH.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Oh world, oh life; you silly things, you.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Oh, Waffles. -///-;;;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Uhm. Have a spaztastic day. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;;&lt;HR id=null&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;"Radio" by The Corrs&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;It’s late at night, and&lt;STRONG&gt; I’m feeling down...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;There are couples standing on the street &lt;BR&gt;Sharing summer kisses and city sounds... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So I step inside,&amp;nbsp;pour a glass of wine. &lt;BR&gt;With a full glass and an empty heart, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I search for something to occupy my mind... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;But you are in my head, swimming forever in my head, &lt;BR&gt;Tangled in my dreams, swimming forever...&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;All the songs we used to know &lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;Remember where we used to go &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now its morning light, and it's cold outside, &lt;BR&gt;Caught up in a distant dream I turn&lt;BR&gt;And think that you are by my side... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So I leave my bed, and I try to dress, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Wondering why my mind plays tricks&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;BR&gt;And fools me into thinking you are there &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;But you're still in my head, &lt;BR&gt;Swimming forever in my head, &lt;BR&gt;Not lying in my bed, just swimming forever... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;And all the songs we used to know &lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;Remember where we used to go &lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;And all the songs we used to know &lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;Remember&amp;nbsp;where we used to go &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are in my head, swimming forever...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;All the songs we used to know &lt;BR&gt;So I listen to the radio &lt;BR&gt;Remember where we used to go &lt;BR&gt;I listen to the radio&lt;BR&gt;All the songs we used to know &lt;BR&gt;I listen to the radio &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://katie-the-spaztastic.xanga.com/595115655/swimming-forever-in-my-head/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>