﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Totaleclipseofthesun's Xanga</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Totaleclipseofthesun</description><language>en</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>08-08-08!</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/669549599/08-08-08/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/669549599/08-08-08/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 19:32:06 GMT</pubDate><description>Today is the best date of my birthday ever, 08-08-08! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It could only be better if you were born on August 8 and were turning 8 (or some variation thereof like 18, 28, etc.). Or I suppose had you been born 08-08-88, you would be having another birthday with a lot of 8's in it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But anyways...pretty cool! Not to mention the Olympics start today and I am going to Unity tonight!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif" border="0" width="15"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/669549599/08-08-08/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Joys of College...</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/651894356/the-joys-of-college/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/651894356/the-joys-of-college/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 02:58:30 GMT</pubDate><description>...So I have basically sucked at life the past couple of days.&amp;nbsp; I say this meaning by my definition of sucking at my own life...because I know that I am not a total failure and that I am very lucky in many respects...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is my rant for the weekend of my frustrations (reading it will most likely be a waste of your time):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am getting burned out with school. Last night I just sat and stared at the tv for about 3 or 4 hours (even when it was off for about an hour) and today I have gotten no homework done. I have a big speech to give Wednesday night with a partner, over SFAS 109 for accounting class, and a precis due for morality on Thursday. Yeah, I am well aware I have a few days...but I needed to get stuff done this weekend and I am not doing it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am having issues spending time with my homework because I do not want to be an accountant. My family sure does, and that is why I am in this mess. I chose this so that they would be happy with me and because I actually believed their way of thinking when I first came to college. I picked this major because of the money it would offer me, and that is why my family approved of it. I was always taught this order for life: college education, get a highly paying job, and then you were allowed enjoyable things like spending a lot of time with friends, having a boyfriend, and going on vacation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After I realized that what makes me happy isn't making tons and tons of money at the expense of having a faith life, friends, and time to relax I stopped think that was the correct life order. But a lot of times I will still feel guilty for doing things I enjoy when it puts off doing homework. And I am still stuck in accounting. I am so close and yet so far from graduation. I want it to come so desperatly, but at the same time I do not want it to ever come. My parents will only be disappointed when they find out I lack life plans, will not have some amazing job offer right out of college, and will be nothing of what they always wanted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And recently my professors have pushed me into hating accounting even more - they have really high expectations of me because I do so well. They continually push me to try harder, give better answers, and go more in-depth on things. I feel like I have nothing left to give because I lack the motivation and thus I have not stored the information like I should have if I really wanted to pass a CPA exam. I have also not told them of my dislike of accounting because I do not want to be forced out of the program....which maybe I deserve, I do not know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This whole thing has taught me that I can put in endless work, hours of my life, spend little time with friends and family, and work myself until I am incredibly sick to get good grades even when I absolutely hate what I am doing...but other than that, I have no idea where to go and I am still just sitting here, accomplishing nothing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/651894356/the-joys-of-college/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>school</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/644359705/school/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/644359705/school/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 04:04:00 GMT</pubDate><description>So why is it that the one week I have so much homework that I cannot finish it all well, if at all, that there are a ton of people over? This is cool for everyone else, but it makes me sad. I have to do all this work, and I am getting relatively little done except to be stressed and possibly sick, while everyone else has fun and is loud and annoying to me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sigh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And they think the new fish is dying. He is one of God's creatures, but he is only a fish. I have lived through many fish deaths in my life. They have relatively short lives, especially when they come from stores (Meijer) that don't care for them well from the beginning. &lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/644359705/school/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Things I Prayed For...</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/642906783/things-i-prayed-for/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/642906783/things-i-prayed-for/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 03:11:25 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;Lyrics by Eli&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;Things I prayed for when I was young&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my father would love me like his only son&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my mother would be patient with me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And my sister would not leave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And if my grandpa could see me beyond his grave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That he'd think his little man was so great&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my hair would not stick up in weird places&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And I'd be someone someday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
No time for my regret&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Things I prayed for in my teens&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That God would forgive all my evil deeds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my father and my sister would come home&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And mom could meet our needs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And if my grandpa could see me beyond his grave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That he'd say a prayer for his family's sake&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my hair would stick up in weird places&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And I'd be someone someday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
No time for my regret&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Things I pray for now in my twenties&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That God would still love me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my dad would like his new family&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That I could hug my sister, that my mom could rest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my wife would still melt every time we kissed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And if my grandpa has seen me beyond his grave&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
How cold and silent he has remained&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That my hair would not fall out in weird places&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
And I'd be someone someday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Years go by so easily that sometimes I forget&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
Years go by and make me see that there's no time for my regret&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
No time for my regret&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
These are the things I prayed for&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font class="txt_1"&gt;
That I'd be someone someday&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/642906783/things-i-prayed-for/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Christmas Break</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/634747123/christmas-break/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/634747123/christmas-break/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 23:49:00 GMT</pubDate><description>Christmas Eve and Christmas were good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am now bored...really bored. I love having break, being away from school and stuff. But I don't have a car. So I sit here, at home for hours and hours. I love reading, and I have video games and movies...but after so many hours they just are not able to fill all the time. I miss being able to do stuff with other people. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sorry Rachel, if I didn't get to talk to you before you read this. I wanted to come tonight, but I had no way to get there and then get home. &lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/634747123/christmas-break/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>What do you think?</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/633457039/what-do-you-think/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/633457039/what-do-you-think/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 23:53:18 GMT</pubDate><description>I posted this to my livejournal a little bit ago...sorry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here it is, (and I hope that the person I borrowed it from doesn't mind that I did). What do you guys think about this list?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25 Things a Girl Wants, but Won't Ask For....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Share your secrets with her.&lt;br&gt;
2. Give her your jacket if she is cold.&lt;br&gt;
3. Kiss her unexpectedly.&lt;br&gt;
4. Hangout with her and your friends together.&lt;br&gt;
5. Take pictures with her.&lt;br&gt;
6. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back.&lt;br&gt;
7. Hug her from behind around the waist.&lt;br&gt;
8. Tell her she's beautiful.&lt;br&gt;
9. Open doors for her, like a gentleman.&lt;br&gt;
10. Kiss her in front of other girls you know.&lt;br&gt;
11. Show her (by your actions) how important she is to you.&lt;br&gt;
12. Be there for her when ever she needs you, &amp;amp; even when she doesn't need you.  Wipe away her tears when she cries.&lt;br&gt;
13. Hold her close when she's cold so she can hold YOU too.&lt;br&gt;
14. Kiss her on the cheek.&lt;br&gt;
15. While in the movies, put your arm around her&lt;br&gt;
16. Don't EVER tell her to leave - even jokingly - or act like you're mad. &lt;br&gt;
17. When people put her down, stand up for her.&lt;br&gt;
18. Hold hands.&lt;br&gt;
19. Always remind her how much you love her - even if you think "she should know"&lt;br&gt;
20. To be taken care of. (A man that is loving, honest, loyal and respectful)&lt;br&gt;
21. Walk her to her car or to her door - it makes her feel protected&lt;br&gt;
22. Buy her stuff.&lt;br&gt;
23. Play with her. Enjoy each other, laugh together.&lt;br&gt;
24. Flirt with her.&lt;br&gt;
25. An apology when you are wrong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/633457039/what-do-you-think/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>One Body in Christ</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/625889965/one-body-in-christ/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/625889965/one-body-in-christ/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 04:45:25 GMT</pubDate><description>
Brothers and sisters:&lt;br&gt;
We, though many, are one Body in Christ&lt;br&gt;
      and individually parts of one another.&lt;br&gt;
Since we have gifts that differ according to the grace given to us,&lt;br&gt;
      let us exercise them:&lt;br&gt;
      if prophecy, in proportion to the faith;&lt;br&gt;
      if ministry, in ministering;&lt;br&gt;
      if one is a teacher, in teaching;&lt;br&gt;
      if one exhorts, in exhortation;&lt;br&gt;
      if one contributes, in generosity;&lt;br&gt;
      if one is over others, with diligence;&lt;br&gt;
      if one does acts of mercy, with cheerfulness.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Let love be sincere;&lt;br&gt;
      hate what is evil,&lt;br&gt;
      hold on to what is good;&lt;br&gt;
      love one another with mutual affection;&lt;br&gt;
      anticipate one another in showing honor.&lt;br&gt;
Do not grow slack in zeal,&lt;br&gt;
      be fervent in spirit,&lt;br&gt;
      serve the Lord.&lt;br&gt;
Rejoice in hope,&lt;br&gt;
      endure in affliction,&lt;br&gt;
      persevere in prayer.&lt;br&gt;
Contribute to the needs of the holy ones,&lt;br&gt;
      exercise hospitality.&lt;br&gt;
Bless those who persecute you,&lt;br&gt;
      bless and do not curse them.&lt;br&gt;
Rejoice with those who rejoice,&lt;br&gt;
      weep with those who weep.&lt;br&gt;
Have the same regard for one another;&lt;br&gt;
      do not be haughty but associate with the lowly.&lt;br&gt;--Romans 12:5-16&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/625889965/one-body-in-christ/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Rom. 8:26-30</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/624635725/rom-826-30/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/624635725/rom-826-30/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 02:47:40 GMT</pubDate><description>Brothers and sisters:&lt;br&gt;
The Spirit comes to the aid of our weakness;&lt;br&gt;
      for we do not know how to pray as we ought,&lt;br&gt;
      but the Spirit himself intercedes with inexpressible groanings.&lt;br&gt;
And the one who searches hearts&lt;br&gt;
      knows what is the intention of the Spirit,&lt;br&gt;
      because he intercedes for the holy ones &lt;br&gt;
      according to God’s will.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We know that all things work for good for those who love God,&lt;br&gt;
      who are called according to his purpose.&lt;br&gt;
For those he foreknew he also predestined&lt;br&gt;
      to be conformed to the image of his Son,&lt;br&gt;
      so that he might be the firstborn&lt;br&gt;
      among many brothers.  &lt;br&gt;
And those he predestined he also called;&lt;br&gt;
      and those he called he also justified;&lt;br&gt;
      and those he justified he also glorified. </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/624635725/rom-826-30/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 23, 2007</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/622995982/item/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/622995982/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 01:12:05 GMT</pubDate><description>God I trust you, and I know you are listening. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grant me strength and understanding. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span class="body"&gt;"I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/622995982/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, October 21, 2007</title><link>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/622624109/item/</link><guid>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/622624109/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 01:24:34 GMT</pubDate><description>It has been an interesting break. Not everything that I wanted it to be, but good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Relient K and Switchfoot concert had really good music. Relient K played the theme from The Office, and it was amazing. However, the crowd was the worst I have experienced in a long time. So many kids were crowd surfing, I had feet crashing into my head and kids almost being dropped on me. The kids were also pushy...It was not a good crowd experience. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Other than that, today I found out that JK Rowling created Dumbledore as a gay character. So she reveals that now, without having any mention of it in the books, and after the whole series is done? That is ridiculous. I have lost a lot of respect for her as an author. There was no point to saying that (&lt;a href="http://news.scotsman.com/topics.cfm?tid=3&amp;amp;id=1679342007" target="_new"&gt;the news story reporting this information&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://totaleclipseofthesun.xanga.com/622624109/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>