﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Trauriges_Glueck's Xanga</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Trauriges_Glueck</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://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>HOMOPHOBIA</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/453719809/homophobia/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/453719809/homophobia/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 22:35:11 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: georgia;" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(223, 32, 32); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HOMOPHOBIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they
would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of
being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I
have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the
attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I
will probably be able to walk again.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just
weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when
she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should
use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the
children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit
mother because I now live with another woman.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support
system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive
partner is also a woman.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me
as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually
happened)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could
be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society
hating me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I
don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and
left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am the gay male student that had to switch to another
high school on my senior year, because I told my teachers that I was
gay. One said that I was going to hell the other wanted to cure me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(167, 24, 24);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(167, 24, 24);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;***Post this everywhere you can if you believe homophobia is wrong***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/453719809/homophobia/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>"Take Away the Pain"</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/445079157/take-away-the-pain/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/445079157/take-away-the-pain/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2006 10:06:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#2020df&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&lt;FONT face="English111 Vivace BT"&gt;I&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;know I actually haven't updated my site in any way for a very long time, but I wanted to put this new poem on there.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes in life, we just become morbidly.....upset, I'll say.....and these kind of poems result.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=GungsuhChe&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080&gt;&lt;FONT face="MS Gothic" color=#008000 size=7&gt;"&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080&gt;Darkness&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Darkness&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Creeping in&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take Away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Save me, Save me &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Save me now&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Save me from the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Slow, Slow&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Slow the Blood&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bleed away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Down, Down&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Run the Tears&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cry away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Breathe, Breathe&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gasp for Air&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dry away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trembling hands,&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trembling limbs&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Shake away the Pain.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#bf0000 size=5&gt;Repeat, Repeat&lt;BR&gt;Repeat Again&lt;BR&gt;Take away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;Screaming, Screaming&lt;BR&gt;Loud again&lt;BR&gt;Scream away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;Gripping, Gripping&lt;BR&gt;Fingers fast&lt;BR&gt;Rip away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;Flesh from bone&lt;BR&gt;Pain will last&lt;BR&gt;Tear away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;In a rush&lt;BR&gt;Life is blurred&lt;BR&gt;Fades away the Pain.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080 size=4&gt;Then at last,&lt;BR&gt;No more word&lt;BR&gt;And, &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080&gt;&lt;FONT face=GungsuhChe&gt;Taken Away is the Pain.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="MS Gothic" color=#008000 size=7&gt;"&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=GungsuhChe size=7&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=GungsuhChe&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=GungsuhChe&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Wesley C. Elmlinger '06&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/445079157/take-away-the-pain/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, January 04, 2006</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/419979496/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/419979496/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2006 07:21:53 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;Ok, I know that it has been a while since my last entry, but I have been at home visiting my family, and just haven't done it....I don't really have much to say.&amp;nbsp; I just can't think of anything, I guess..........I got a small mp3 player for Christmas, but that's really all that was good.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I will just leave it at that...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#df2020&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: geneva"&gt;&lt;FONT style="FONT-FAMILY: geneva" face="Weltron Urban" size=5&gt;"In meiner Kette fehlt kein Glied&lt;BR&gt;Wenn die Lust von hinten zieht&lt;BR&gt;Mein Geschlecht schimpft mich Verräter&lt;BR&gt;Ich bin der Alptraum aller Väter&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Mann gegen Mann&lt;BR&gt;Meine Haut gehört den Herren&lt;BR&gt;Mann gegen Mann&lt;BR&gt;Gleich und gleich gesellt sich gern"&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#df2020&gt;&lt;FONT face="Weltron Urban"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: geneva"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=5&gt;[No links are missing in my chain / Whenever the desire comes from behind / My sex scolds me, "Traitor!" / I am the nightmare of all fathers / Man on Man / My skin belongs to gentlemen / Man on Man /&amp;nbsp;Equal and Equal like to&amp;nbsp;gather themselves together (Birds of a feather flock together)]&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/419979496/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, November 29, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/397029369/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/397029369/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 20:27:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#1818a7&gt;Ok, I am feeling really down today actually.&amp;nbsp; I have days once in a while where I just feel so bad.&amp;nbsp; I just feel so lost if that is the word.&amp;nbsp; I feel like everyone and everything has abandoned me.&amp;nbsp; I mean, there are people who love me in my family and who would help me, but is their kind of help the kind of help that I am really seeking.&amp;nbsp; Most of my family will just tell me what I have done wrong already.&amp;nbsp; I thing I know pretty well what I've done wrong in my life.&amp;nbsp; That is between me and God and only me and God.&amp;nbsp; My relationship with God, I believe, only stays there, between &lt;EM&gt;me and God&lt;/EM&gt; and &lt;STRONG&gt;NO ONE &lt;/STRONG&gt;else.&amp;nbsp; But, I guess that is beside the point.&amp;nbsp; I just feel that no one in the world could ever fully understand or grasp &lt;EM&gt;my &lt;/EM&gt;problems and struggles.&amp;nbsp; It's not that I think that I have it worse than everyone and that's why no one would be able to understand, it's just that I think that my problems are only experienced by me, so I am the only one that fully understands them, which sometimes, I even doubt that very thing.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I wonder if I even fully understand my own problems.&amp;nbsp; That's actually more of a reason that other people would never understand them.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what to think.&amp;nbsp; I just think that maybe I am just supposed to suffer for a little while.&amp;nbsp; Maybe God is just punishing me and I am just meant to suffer through it.&amp;nbsp; Bleed a little, so that&amp;nbsp;I can start with fresh blood.&amp;nbsp; After all, sins are never truly relieved without the shedding of blood somehow.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Chiller color=#df2020 size=7&gt;,,Bestrafe Mich! Der Herrgott nimmt, der Herrgott gibt!´´&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#df2020&gt;(Punish me! God takes, God gives!)--Rammstein&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/397029369/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, November 21, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/391866225/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/391866225/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 22:56:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;FONT color=#bf0000&gt;Well, I am totally feeling down today...I don't even know why...I just don't really have much energy, and I am trying not to show it...I am easily irritated today too...That is really strange because I am taking my pills.&amp;nbsp; They normally work really well, so I just don't know why they aren't working now.&amp;nbsp; I don't like it.&amp;nbsp; I know it's not the weather because it has been just all of a sudden.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't feeling this way yesterday or during the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I don't know....I don't even know if I have the energy to write in this blog anymore...&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/391866225/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 11, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/385089948/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/385089948/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 09:30:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff8000 size=2&gt;Well, I guess it is obvious enough, but I changed my background pic.&amp;nbsp; I think it is hot!!!&amp;nbsp; I also changed my profile pic, which is cool, I guess.&amp;nbsp; My life has been full of enough excitement lately, but definitely not in any way that I could or would blab on here.&amp;nbsp; One never knows really.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I am still searching for the love of my life.&amp;nbsp; That seems all too common in today's world for everyone, so I don't want to embelish my problem with it.&amp;nbsp; That would be not only pointless but also too dramatic.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much found out that I am a drama queen.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I know that it is weird that I say it like that.&amp;nbsp; Like I don't actually know that I am a drama queen?&amp;nbsp; Well, actually, I never noticed until someone pointed it out to me.&amp;nbsp; I guess that makes me stupid or something, but it's true.&amp;nbsp; I also pretty much hate myself because of it.&amp;nbsp; I can't stand drama queens myself, and now, I have to realize to myself that I am one of the kind of people that disgusts me.&amp;nbsp; Wow!&amp;nbsp; It pretty much causes me to internally HATE myself.&amp;nbsp; I am constantly wondering if I am coming off as too much of a drama queen now.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to come off as a drama queen.&amp;nbsp; I think that is one of the main reasons that I don't have that special someone in my life right now.&amp;nbsp; It's because no one can stand me.&amp;nbsp; And I guess, judging by the way different people have told me, I am not just a little bit of a drama queen but very much.&amp;nbsp; That definitely doesn't make it any better.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I know everyone can be a bit of a drama queen at times, but I guess, I break the mold and go beyond the normal drama queen attributes.&amp;nbsp; I just HATE this.&amp;nbsp; I have to constantly&amp;nbsp;tell myself to not hate myself and just change it.&amp;nbsp; The main problem with just changing it is that it isn't very easy.&amp;nbsp; Especially when it is a part of your personality and you hardly even realize it is there.&amp;nbsp; It is very difficult.&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I just don't know what to think.............&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;H1&gt;&lt;FONT face=Pristina color=#bf00bf size=7&gt;,,Ich muss nicht meine Emotionen mich beherrschen lassen"!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H1&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Pristina color=#00bfbf size=6&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;"I must not let my emotions control me!"&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/385089948/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 04, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/380854309/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/380854309/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 22:48:43 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Blackadder ITC" size=6&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#800080&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;R&lt;FONT color=#ff8000&gt;a&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;n&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#80ff00&gt;d&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00ff00&gt;o&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00ff80&gt;m&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00ffff&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;&lt;FONT color=#8000ff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0080ff&gt;Q&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;u&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#8000ff&gt;o&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff&gt;t&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;e&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff8000&gt;A&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;l&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#80ff00&gt;e&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00ff00&gt;r&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00ff80&gt;t&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#8000ff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00ffff&gt;!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0080ff&gt;!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#8000ff&gt;!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff&gt;!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#df2020 size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;,,Kultur beherrscht uns''!! (Culture controls us!)&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://fast.filespace.org/traurigesglueck/rainbowdividerlogo.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=#ff8000 size=4&gt;&lt;EM&gt;,,Ich bin schön, trotz was du sagen darfst''!! (I am beautiful, despite what you may say!)&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/380854309/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 04, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/380485171/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/380485171/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 07:06:28 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#ff8000 size=4&gt;Ø îãûå åðùãïðå åðôå Ø öùãäâ èó ûåãçøâ ôòâ öêøåó öøåð Êãûûøôò äóååóêû.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=22 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/wtf.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#00ff00&gt;(I just thought that I would be stupid and write with Russian letters.)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#df2020&gt;PS.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't really say anything in Russian either.&amp;nbsp; I just switched the keyboard to Russian and typed out what it says in parentheses.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that stupid?&amp;nbsp; Hehehehehe!!!&lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#df2020&gt;Actually, I typed it with the Russian keyboard&amp;nbsp;and it came out in Russian letters at first, but then when&amp;nbsp;I submitted it to the blog, it came out like this......I have no idea!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;IMG height=22 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/confused.gif" width=15&gt; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/380485171/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, October 30, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/377547518/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/377547518/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 18:51:37 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Well, I decided to change the look of each of my blog entries (obviously).&amp;nbsp; Last night, I went to Martha's and had a good time, at least compared to how it normally is.&amp;nbsp; It was extremely packed though, almost to where one couldn't breathe.&amp;nbsp; It was still fun I guess.&amp;nbsp; I met someone and talked and such...that's that really...I don't know what else to say about my life up to this point.&amp;nbsp; I am kind of tired right now really.&amp;nbsp; I should probably go and take a short nap if I can take a &lt;EM&gt;short&lt;/EM&gt; nap.&amp;nbsp; I usually can't.&amp;nbsp; It usually ends up lasting for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; I do have homework and studying to do that must be done.&amp;nbsp; Well, I guess I will try to leave another blog entry when I can later on or tomorrow, hopefully, one of the two.&amp;nbsp; Bye for now then...........&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;WES&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/377547518/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 25, 2005</title><link>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/374390562/item/</link><guid>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/374390562/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2005 18:28:36 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Well, I am bored a bit today.&amp;nbsp; My cell phone doesn't work and that is kind of the only phone I have.&amp;nbsp; I am just totally in an indifferent mood I guess.&amp;nbsp; It's not really a bad day, but it is not really a good day either.&amp;nbsp; I don't even know how to explain it.&amp;nbsp; I am writing this, as a matter of fact, because I don't know what else to do...I don't know...Anyway, now that I have wasted time and everything...I guess I will go and do homework.&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;Exciting!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff size=2&gt;--&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Wes&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://trauriges-glueck.xanga.com/374390562/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>