﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>KaZee109's Xanga</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from KaZee109</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://kazee109.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Monday, December 25, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/558536384/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/558536384/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Dec 2006 08:12:12 GMT</pubDate><description>change...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/558536384/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 19, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/556926747/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/556926747/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 04:00:34 GMT</pubDate><description>I feel blaaah...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/556926747/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 24, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/550124593/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/550124593/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 09:07:10 GMT</pubDate><description>Have you ever closed your eyes and felt like you've fallen asleep for a good amount of time, but then awoke to find that one minute had only passed? I guess that means it's time to hit the sac.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hope all ya'll had a wonderful and sweet Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp; Thank you for everything! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/550124593/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, November 14, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/547453720/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/547453720/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 19:23:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;font size="7"&gt;Small couch and fridge (Roper) FOR SALE!!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic;" size="4"&gt;Must be picked up by NO LATER than Nov. 30th, Thursday. Please let me know if you are interested asap.&amp;nbsp; Thanks! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/547453720/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>"Could" vs. "Should"</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/546872511/could-vs-should/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/546872511/could-vs-should/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2006 19:16:01 GMT</pubDate><description>Taken from &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Random House: Webster's College Dictionary&lt;/span&gt;, 2001:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;could (v.)- 1. used to express possibility; 2. used to express conditional possibility or ability; 3. used in making polite requests; 4. used in asking for permission; 5. used in offering suggestions or advice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;should (v.)- 1. used to indicate duty, propriety, or expediency; 2. used to express condition; 3. used to make a statement less direct or blunt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes people use the word, "should," a little too much on others, that it actually becomes annoying.&amp;nbsp; Does anybody else feel that way?&amp;nbsp; The first definition is likely the purpose of the usage, but I feel that we, ourselves, know the difference between good behavior and bad behavior, and the practice of appropriate mannerism.&amp;nbsp; If we are supposedly reminded constantly about what "should" be done with our own acts, then obviously, we are not practicing appropriate mannerism, carrying our duty, or getting things done right away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Could" is the correct word if anybody&amp;nbsp; purposely wants to bring forth an idea of possibility.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To anybody that uses either or both words, use them appropriately.&amp;nbsp; You could be offending someone when using "should" when really you mean to use the word, "could."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/546872511/could-vs-should/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>My 805 Weekend</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/546421465/my-805-weekend/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/546421465/my-805-weekend/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Nov 2006 07:00:59 GMT</pubDate><description>The first thing I did when I arrived in Oxnard was go straight to my mom's store.&amp;nbsp; More than a month had passed and I finally was able to come home due to my hectic studies.&amp;nbsp; Although I have an anatomy test this Monday, I managed to come home for the weekend.&amp;nbsp; When I walked into the store, my mom had awoke from the greeting of my voice.&amp;nbsp; I was so happy to be home and see my mom.&amp;nbsp; She told me that she had missed me and gave me a hug.&amp;nbsp; I told her that I had missed her too.&amp;nbsp; Too bad my dad was in the east coast.&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen my dad either for so long.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for the invention of the telephone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Knowing that you have been missed and anticipating the await of others who are excited to see you, is a wonderful feeling.&amp;nbsp; You know that you're loved and you feel special.&amp;nbsp; I felt special this weekend and it's because of my family.&amp;nbsp; Even my brother called me to ask if I wanted to join him for lunch on his break.&amp;nbsp; He called me two or three more times afterwards to ask about the status of my arrival.&amp;nbsp; Same with my mom.&amp;nbsp; My little sister, who was still in school, got out at 3:30 p.m. from practice and&amp;nbsp; called my cell to ask where I was.&amp;nbsp; She was expecting me to pick her up from school because she knew that I'd be in town.&amp;nbsp; After I picked up the "baller," we planned the beginning of the next day together.&amp;nbsp; I would take her shopping! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp; My welcome home wasn't over yet, however.&amp;nbsp; He's always the "save the best for last" member of the family.&amp;nbsp; Who else, but our very own, Sake!&amp;nbsp; He shined his nice set of teeth at me and wagged his tail like no other.&amp;nbsp; He also ran back and forth to my brother and I because he was so hyper.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The rest of my weekend consisted of eating, watching real television, hanging out with the family and cousins, and karaoking!&amp;nbsp; And of course, I couldn't escape my dirty laundry.&amp;nbsp; I even did chores around the house and ran errands for my mom since my dad was gone.&amp;nbsp; It felt like I was living at home again.&amp;nbsp; I must admit, it actually felt nice. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Typical Siblings&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This morning, Sake needed to do his daily morning procedure.&amp;nbsp; My brother, little sister, and I were still in bed.&amp;nbsp; Neither of us wanted to get up to take Sake outside.&amp;nbsp; (How lazy we are, huh?)&amp;nbsp; So, the three of us decided through the game of, "rock, paper, scissors."&amp;nbsp; Supposedly, my brother had lost, but being the good sister I am &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;, I volunteered to get up!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Little Catherine II"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;It feels great to come home.&amp;nbsp; I had learned, from my little sister, (who goes to the same junior high school that my siblings and I had gone to) that her art teacher is the same art teacher that the three of us used to have.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly, Mrs. Phipps (art teacher) miscalled my little sister's name by my older sister's name.&amp;nbsp; Pretty crazy, huh?&amp;nbsp; It's been 14 years and my older sister's name gets called by her past jr. high teachers.&amp;nbsp; The name miscalling reminds me of how my teachers used to call me by my older sister's name.&amp;nbsp; My nickname in junior high was, "Little Catherine."&amp;nbsp; I guess our legacy lives on... &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, that's pretty much it. I don't want to type anymore.&amp;nbsp; This is my closing.&amp;nbsp; Goodbye!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/546421465/my-805-weekend/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, October 11, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/536956014/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/536956014/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 02:44:18 GMT</pubDate><description>Any suggestions or remedies for faster mind processing?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="display: none;"&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/536956014/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, October 11, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/536946420/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/536946420/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 01:54:30 GMT</pubDate><description>I love the cold weather in the morning and evening that autumn has brought forth.&amp;nbsp; Time to snuggle and bundle up. For some reason this season makes me feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br style="display: none;"&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/536946420/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Do You Believe in Signs???</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/529528843/do-you-believe-in-signs/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/529528843/do-you-believe-in-signs/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 01:54:41 GMT</pubDate><description>Have you ever had the same sequence of events happen in your life...twice?&amp;nbsp; And I'm not talking about deja vu, when you've sworn that you knew the scene you were in had happened already.&amp;nbsp; I'm also not talking about the little bad luck days when you step in a puddle of mud after it had just rained.&amp;nbsp; I'm talking about actual significant events that have happened in your past life and then after a couple of years those exact events happen again.&amp;nbsp; Are there really such things as signs from God, that maybe He is forewarning you about something?&amp;nbsp; Or could it just be your own mind wanting to make you think that way?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you believe in signs?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/529528843/do-you-believe-in-signs/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, August 03, 2006</title><link>http://kazee109.xanga.com/515224406/item/</link><guid>http://kazee109.xanga.com/515224406/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Aug 2006 06:09:03 GMT</pubDate><description>A movie to add to my favorites: Amelie &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart2.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;A new French dessert besides crepe: creme brulee... I crave for more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://kazee109.xanga.com/515224406/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>