﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>bombatcat's Xanga</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from bombatcat</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://bombatcat.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Quotes for real friends...</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/436234585/quotes-for-real-friends/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/436234585/quotes-for-real-friends/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2006 01:07:04 GMT</pubDate><description>A true friend stabs you in the front." --Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A true friend is somebody who you call at 3 AM and say "I'm in a prison in Mexico" and he replies "No worries, I'll be there in seconds" -- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends play at friendship, but a true friend sticks closer than one's nearest kin. -- The Bible, Proverbs 18:24</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/436234585/quotes-for-real-friends/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 07, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/402224515/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/402224515/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 23:08:44 GMT</pubDate><description>ok, so i doubt rani ever reads this since i don't update ever, but since i can't visit her xanga due to the music she plays that freezes my comp. everytime i'll just put the message here. Rani go to this link &lt;A href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/bunny.php" target="_new"&gt;:D&lt;/A&gt; and watch the video yaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/402224515/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, October 19, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/370687907/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/370687907/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 22:00:03 GMT</pubDate><description>i realized today that we live in a time of "not caring" . Many of my friends need to assert their individuality by not caring about how they affect others, what their actions mean etc. as long as they advance their own agenda in this race to be apathetically cool. I'm not talking about the grunge days of the early nineties, that was an outward in your face, we don't care. It was more honest and meaningful. No, now people are passive aggressive about not caring. It's not the same as doing something nice for someone else, but i think the reasoning behind why people do it is not the same. It's like they have a motive. For example, someone may have sent you a postcard because you were sick, but instead of doing it because they were actually worried about your well being, they may have done it so you'd be more attached to them or they saw it as a chance to network. These are the kind of people that don't return phone calls, or break plans just cuz, or say "no" to something because they need to wash their hair. They don't really want to not go, but by staying busy and not caring they want themselves to seem important. It's sorta like when people keep themselves on AIM just so their names on the screen, but they're not typing anything or even there, just so people will leave them messages and they can say to themselves "i'm wanted, yay". Pssh.  I've noticed this with society all over, especially my own age group. It's kind of a nonchalant "whatever". I wander if anyone else has noticed it? I mean, in the eighties people got all emotional about shit, nineties, people were strongly apathetic in a meaningful way, and now i think people are just nonchalant to keep themselves from real life attachments and experience. It's really sad...:( </description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/370687907/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, September 24, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/353982233/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/353982233/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 11:25:41 GMT</pubDate><description>yawn* ok, so i was woken up at 6:00am when i had been asleep since 1:30am... boo. now i can't go back to sleep...i will kill someone before this day is over, and most likely the person who woke me up. i was so in the middle of perfect blissful deep sleep when i'm suddenly being dragged out of bed for no reason...it's a long story. we have many a houston refugee here...hope the storms not going too crazy and everyone will be good. Hmmm...should i go wake up the person who woke me up after 4 1/2 hours of sleep too? see how they like it? what dyall think? I'm taking a break from school this semester...yay....but still trying to work, gotta keep busy right? i don't want to waste away....i'm also studying massage techniques and studying for the lsat. gotta get a 180 on that ho. fo wizzard... or faux wizzord, or well nvm...see i'm tired...it's cool though, hippos, just keep it easy and don't respond to this message because no one thinks i'm still doing this thing, but it's helpful...</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/353982233/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, May 11, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/260346013/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/260346013/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 08:33:30 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;It's amazing how much time we spend on trying to prove something about ourselves that's already true, and how little time we spend on trying to fix the things we wish weren't.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;-Cody Talley (that's good isn't?)&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;^^^see me trying to prove i'm smart^^^&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/260346013/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, April 30, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/252688552/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/252688552/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Apr 2005 00:45:47 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;O kay... not angry anymore... just had the stinkiest crap of my life... or second stinkiest cuz one time....well anyways. Hope all is well in yoursville and everbodie is doing a'ight. Fo sho, this summer is going to be off the hook. Like, if there were a hook, and it was just sitting there, this summer would be not on it, but off of it...i.e. off the hook. Anywho...eprops PLZ!&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;1. I was walking across the cross walk, and a truck was coming, but it slowed&amp;nbsp;down to let me by...good right? Well as i was walking my 100$ calculator fell out of my backpack and onto the ground. The truck went driving by and !!!!!!!!!!!!!! almost hit my calculator...luckily it didn't.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;2. I was studying for my economics exam all day and when i went to the office to take the test (i was absent that day in class and the professor set something up for me)...they told me it was a 3 hour test. It's not even a final! What the hizzeeee....well i only had 2 hours before they closed so they sent me away. I was kinda relieved, but at the same time, i just wanna get it over with...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;3. I had a dream that janet jackson was being interviewed, but before they began the interview she said "one sec, let me put on my pimp mole" and she got out this round looking make up thing and stuck it to her face, and when she removed it there was a little mole (like the ones models have) on the left side of her face...when the interviewer brought it up during the interview she denied that it was fake...&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;*phew - okie dorkie, time to study some more...&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/236379936/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, March 25, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/228625509/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/228625509/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2005 01:54:42 GMT</pubDate><description>Yeah, i like my new profile pic.. Anyway, if you're not a xanga member and still want to keep in touch then just...:)</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/228625509/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, March 24, 2005</title><link>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/228047375/item/</link><guid>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/228047375/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 03:34:43 GMT</pubDate><description>Ah, new day... So anywho. It's been crazy lately. Apparently the legislature may close school this friday.. what the heck? I love politics more than ever now. So i think i'm going to change my major from eco to eng. Why, well, i'm kinda bored with economics -- i mean, i really get the hang of it, and when i guess answers on a test without reading the textbook and still get a 70 (above class average) that means i'm not getting enough of a challenge. Seriously... so anywho (i will bring that grade up by the way) -- drove in the car with &lt;A href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/elparaguayo/" target="_new"&gt;marco&lt;/A&gt; up to dallas, then did the dallas thang, hangeded out with the marchants (a staple of going to dallas) saw erik, went to the dentist, haircutter alissa, and &lt;A href="http://www.todaysvision.com/" target="_new"&gt;Today's Vision&lt;/A&gt;...well, the colored contacts i tried out didn't change my eye color much a tall. That was annoying... then i decided to pull an all nighter over at marco's cuz he was studying for a test. I've noticed that all nighters are better when you do it with someone else, i always get way too tired if it's just me. So i basically did nothing while he studied and coughed. I didn't get to hang out with &lt;A href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=pollymorph" target="_new"&gt;pollymorph&lt;/A&gt; -- shame, and there are definitely ppl i need to call before the end of the week. I've got a presentation for english on friday to do and i guess that's about it. Other than that... i don't know. Let's see, what to talk about... i'm kinda at a loss for words right now...&lt;A href="http://david.eleventwelve.com/blog/blogger.html" target="_new"&gt;david's&lt;/A&gt; blog is sad right now..</description><comments>http://bombatcat.xanga.com/228047375/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>