<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:24:36.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog. This is a place for me to burst out all my emotions and feelings. &lt;B&gt;Freedom of speech!&lt;/B&gt;. If you have nothing good to say just don't say anything at all! &lt;I&gt;Peaches Beaches&lt;/I&gt; :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-4162411594778579285</id><published>2007-10-04T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:53:24.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Especially For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/escapeprincess/119145407458284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think I could&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; completely express in words or my actions how much you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mean to me but I'll start off by saying &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt; for everything you have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me. Thank you for always being there when you're&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;needed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and thank you for backing off when you knew i wasn't ready to talk about it. Thank you for &lt;em&gt;sticking around&lt;/em&gt;, even when it all didn't make sense to you but mostly thank you for being honest with me. I promise never to make you feel unappreciated, I promise to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to you and only you, I promise to do my best to keep a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on your face, I promise not to make your heart hurt as much as possible, I promise to make you feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;all the time, and I promise to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you my &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;. But one thingI can't promise you is forever, but i can promise you my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and where-ever it takes us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So what is it that i love about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I love how you make fun of me by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me names. Ilove the way you say "love". I love how my family used to dislike you but now they are found of you. I love the way you smile and make &lt;em&gt;pacute&lt;/em&gt; i love the way we &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reminisce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; how we got together. I love how you do everything and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you can for me. I love the fact that i have something so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;precious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and only i know just how precious you are. I love how you're so annoying. i love &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; your voice first thing in the morning and hearing it before i go to sleep. I love when you tell me how &lt;em&gt;"gwapo"&lt;/em&gt; you are. I love when we talk about our future&lt;em&gt; "little zamoras"&lt;/em&gt;. I love the fact that our fights don't last for a while. I love the fact that we talk pretty much about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Ilove how happy you &lt;em&gt;make &lt;/em&gt;me. I love how i can just be &lt;em&gt;mushy&lt;/em&gt; and you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I love when you tell me &lt;em&gt;"i love you"&lt;/em&gt; over and over again, because you know that makes me feel better. I love how even the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; simplest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things reminds me of you. the list could go on and on forever but you already know, you mean the world to me. Our &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being together is beyond amazing. I can't thank you enough for always being there. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Every thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about you brings a smile to my face. I'm&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; greatful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have you in my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and don't you ever forget that. I love you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JUAN MIGUEL REYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZAMORA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-4162411594778579285?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/4162411594778579285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=4162411594778579285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/4162411594778579285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/4162411594778579285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2007/10/especially-for-you.html' title='Especially For You'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-116976314245626289</id><published>2007-01-25T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:14:01.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a survivor</title><content type='html'>Thank God finals are finally over. I’m alive again! &lt;em&gt;*exaggeration*&lt;/em&gt; Seriously though, it’s been a very busy and tough week for me. Add the fact that I just felt a lot better this week, after being sick for the whole week last week. The level of my stress was just beyond the capacity that I can take. As a result, I found my self falling asleep while studying for finals and most of the time I forget to eat. Punctuality is one of my problems again, was late 3 days in a row, guess what? It was also during finals days. &lt;em&gt;Great isn’t it?&lt;/em&gt; But I’m not really worried about that. I’m worried about the results of my finals, since I only felt prepared for Spanish III and Anatomy &amp; Physiology. The rest was a blur. Especially Honors Chemistry. Dude I totally forgot the stupid formulas I studied the night before the exam. I even forgot my note card on my study desk. Call it smartness.  Did I mention that my English AP final was just too much? Three short answers &lt;br /&gt;(2 paragraphs) with a 5-6 paragraph essay. I don’t mind having to write a lot since it’s suppose to be an AP (advance placement) class, but the short answers and the essay should discuss the following: author’s use of diction, syntax, metaphors, tone, details, setting, and similes. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to finish the conclusion for my essay, since I was 10 min late. = (  BTW, I think I did ok on my Stat AP final, though I still feel nervous.  But hey there’s something to look forward to. Its girl’s night tomorrow &amp; no school! =] Oh yesss, we totally deserve it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways enough with my rants…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I &lt;strong&gt;learned&lt;/strong&gt; so much this week (even though this week is not over yet). &lt;strong&gt;Life &lt;/strong&gt;itself provides for a &lt;em&gt;margin of error&lt;/em&gt;. Day by day we have to decide and take action; we often lack the full of knowledge that would assure our success. Then, we can never completely &lt;strong&gt;avoid&lt;/strong&gt; the possibility of making a &lt;em&gt;mistake&lt;/em&gt;. That’s why life gives us second chances, so we can put our previous failures into creative use. Fear shouldn’t stop us from trying because we are afraid of making a mistake. We &lt;strong&gt;learn &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt;, we only &lt;strong&gt;succeed &lt;/strong&gt;by having at &lt;strong&gt;some &lt;/strong&gt;time &lt;em&gt;failed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to First Semester!!! Hello second semester!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-116976314245626289?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/116976314245626289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=116976314245626289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/116976314245626289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/116976314245626289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-survivor.html' title='I&apos;m a survivor'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-116035206371660628</id><published>2006-10-08T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T17:01:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What acads?</title><content type='html'>I'm a total &lt;strong&gt;failure!&lt;/strong&gt; =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-116035206371660628?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/116035206371660628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=116035206371660628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/116035206371660628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/116035206371660628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-acads.html' title='What acads?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-116000774502650871</id><published>2006-10-04T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:40:13.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet-15</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/m_fancytrans_r.swf" loop="false" quality="high" FlashVars="logopath=http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/ptlogo1.swf&amp;ptdim=50.10&amp;ptxy=275.16&amp;img1=http://pic13.picturetrail.com:80/VOL468/4659607/13046514/193012496.jpg&amp;img2=http://pic13.picturetrail.com:80/VOL468/4659607/13046514/193012520.jpg&amp;img3=http://pic13.picturetrail.com:80/VOL468/4659607/13046514/193012550.jpg" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="275" height="213" name="photoFlick" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;table width="275" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="bottom" width="85" height="30"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?cID=500&amp;link=http%3A//www.picturetrail.com/webpages/about-photoflick2.shtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?cID=501&amp;link=http%3A//www.picturetrail.com/webpages/about-photoflick3.shtml"&gt;&lt;font color="#0E58FF" size="2" face="arial"&gt;Cool Slideshows&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Great Guy! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes guys, &lt;strong&gt;he's the one&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;The one that makes me happy the most. &lt;br /&gt;The one that gives me strength to keep me going with this crazy life!&lt;br /&gt;The one that comforts me when things go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The one that &lt;strong&gt;loves&lt;/strong&gt; me with and without of my flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on, and on, describing how wonderful he is.&lt;br /&gt;But then, words are not enough to describe how much he means to me.&lt;br /&gt;This is just the beginning of a long journey towards a &lt;strong&gt;lifetime happiness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-116000774502650871?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/116000774502650871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=116000774502650871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/116000774502650871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/116000774502650871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/10/sweet-15.html' title='Sweet-15'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115851959626829473</id><published>2006-09-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:51:12.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5489/1888/320/DSCI0007.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5489/1888/160/DSCI0007.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt;. I've never been this happy and thanks to you. You made everything better.Just hold on tight, we'll get there soon. :)) Love you always. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115851959626829473?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115851959626829473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115851959626829473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115851959626829473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115851959626829473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115837061217039538</id><published>2006-09-15T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T18:36:52.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiz</title><content type='html'>Why do i feel this way again?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have so many &lt;em&gt;what ifs&lt;/em&gt;? I I feel like I'm a &lt;strong&gt;puzzle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for that one last piece to complete me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two&lt;/strong&gt; more days to go and it's been a &lt;em&gt;month!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115837061217039538?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115837061217039538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115837061217039538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115837061217039538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115837061217039538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/09/shiz.html' title='Shiz'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115794438263980475</id><published>2006-09-10T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:13:02.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Maria Victoria Echavez!&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be partying right now. Having a great time with my so college friends. But instead I’m stuck at home with this sickness. I hate being sick. Feeling all crappy and uneasy all the time. &lt;em&gt;I wish you were beside me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school again tomorrow. As I promised &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; and my self I’m going to focus more on my studies. That means less net usage. &lt;strong&gt;I MEAN IT THIS TIME!!&lt;/strong&gt; I cannot afford to disappoint myself especially &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. He's always there so proud of me and supporting me in everything that I do. &lt;em&gt;Thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115794438263980475?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115794438263980475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115794438263980475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115794438263980475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115794438263980475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/09/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115760847866469816</id><published>2006-09-06T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:54:38.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Urghh!&lt;/em&gt; I'm suppose to be finishing my notes for Anatomy since the Chapter Test is tomorrow. But noo. Here i'am sitting in front of the laptop again. I cannot resist the temptation. Now i realized that i'd rather be grounded, so i'll have a very good reason not to use the computer. Hahha. But i know it would suck big time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed soon though since lately i haven't been getting enough sleep. Plus i cannot afford to be late again tomorrow. Phew i'm so &lt;em&gt;unpunctual&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm.. i'll cut it here. Toddles.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115760847866469816?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115760847866469816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115760847866469816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115760847866469816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115760847866469816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/09/laziness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115732753655185832</id><published>2006-09-03T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T16:55:29.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy First Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He Lights My Way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started just last week. It was a crazy first week.&lt;br /&gt;I felt really lost going back to school. I guess it's all because my whole mind was still on vacation. Which sucked big time, because I had a hard time focusing?&lt;br /&gt;My classes are alright so far. I'm glad that I got out of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Academic Decathlon&lt;/strong&gt; since I don't think I’m ready for.&lt;br /&gt;It requires most of my time studying and reading books.Plus i would have to compete in 10 events.I don't think i'm ready for it. Maybe next year. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get Pre Calculus Honors; instead they gave me Statistics AP. I felt really lost, since i came to class 3 days late. Now, I’m actually getting it, yet I feel so intimidated with my classmates since all of them are friggin seniors. &lt;br /&gt;But I guess I just need to act natural. &lt;em&gt;Just be myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward for a better year. I know for a fact that junior year won't be as easy as my frosh and sophie year. I have a lot of requirements to fulfill. The expectation is higher. This year it’s a whole new me. I’m a lot responsible, discipline, motivated, and most of all &lt;strong&gt;inspired&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115732753655185832?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115732753655185832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115732753655185832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115732753655185832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115732753655185832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/09/crazy-first-week.html' title='Crazy First Week'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115380459210857715</id><published>2006-07-24T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:16:32.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How will you know if what you have is good for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it when you have no doubts about your capability of loving a person. But at the same time it hurts soo bad just because you think love is not enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm confused.. =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115380459210857715?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115380459210857715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115380459210857715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115380459210857715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115380459210857715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/07/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115371299418769982</id><published>2006-07-23T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T20:50:24.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One and Ony You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took one look&lt;br /&gt;And forever laid out in front of me&lt;br /&gt;One smile and I died&lt;br /&gt;But I do need to be revived by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was&lt;br /&gt;Thought i had everything figured out&lt;br /&gt;Just goes to show just how much i know&lt;br /&gt;'bout the way life plays out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I take one step away&lt;br /&gt;When i find myself coming back to you&lt;br /&gt;My one and only, one and only you...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know &lt;br /&gt;That i know not a thing at all&lt;br /&gt;Except the fact that &lt;strong&gt;i am yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that &lt;strong&gt;you are mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;They told me that it wouldn't be easy&lt;br /&gt;And i know &lt;br /&gt;That i am not the one to complain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You love with your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115371299418769982?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115371299418769982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115371299418769982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115371299418769982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115371299418769982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-and-only.html' title='One and only'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115362201835954490</id><published>2006-07-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T21:16:03.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Di pwede</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kinakaya dahil ito ang nagpapasaya sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi natatakot sa pwedeng manyari.&lt;br /&gt;Pero natatakot na mawala sila sa buhay nya.&lt;br /&gt;Masaya pero nasasaktan dahil alam nya na hindi sapat ang naibibigay nya.&lt;br /&gt;Minsan pakiramdam nya mas maraming karapatdapat para sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit ganon patuloy parin siyang umaasa at nagmamahal ng totoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang kelan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115362201835954490?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115362201835954490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115362201835954490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115362201835954490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115362201835954490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/07/di-pwede.html' title='Di pwede'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115205796393040064</id><published>2006-07-04T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T17:07:11.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things learned</title><content type='html'>I learned that it is really imporant to keep things low.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that in every happiness there's also a sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that there are things that should be keep as a secret.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that no matter how much you try to avoid something, if it's going to happen it's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I myself can break my rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above all:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;There's always a right time for everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115205796393040064?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115205796393040064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115205796393040064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115205796393040064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115205796393040064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/07/things-learned.html' title='Things learned'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115146877014132996</id><published>2006-06-27T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:26:10.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Thank You God, for everything..&lt;br /&gt;You never fail to show me how amazing you are.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart and i promise to serve you forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness, hyperness,giddiness, and thankfulness!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's&lt;/strong&gt; a gift from God.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115146877014132996?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115146877014132996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115146877014132996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115146877014132996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115146877014132996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115137296596242505</id><published>2006-06-26T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:51:09.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>I always look forward for a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear your sweet voice. Makes me jump in excitement,feel all giddy and hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your lovely smile brightens up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just knowing that you care makes me feel secured and loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You&lt;/strong&gt; for making me happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115137296596242505?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115137296596242505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115137296596242505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115137296596242505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115137296596242505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/06/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115066259284918907</id><published>2006-06-18T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T13:36:55.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Carrie &lt;br /&gt;Sex and the City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's worth my peso!&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115066259284918907?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115066259284918907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115066259284918907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115066259284918907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115066259284918907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/06/inspired.html' title='Inspired'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115048951078254764</id><published>2006-06-16T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T13:25:10.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello &amp; goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;June 14, 2006&lt;/strong&gt; ended a wonderful year full of suprises.&lt;br /&gt;I would say it was also a day of frustration and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Frustration because of the Spanish II Final that looked easy at first but towards the end it was full of shiz. Shiz that i didn't even know what the hell does it mean. Then i also had to suffer from bladder calling. There was no time left for pictures and saying goodbye. Since everybody just rushed out the door like they were about to be late into an appoinment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geometry Final came. It was ok, how i wished i studied more. I could have done better.Once again there's was no time left for pictures and yearbook signing. Yet i was able to say my farewell &amp; give my hugs to my &lt;strong&gt;Asian Crew&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very crazy day. The hallways were so busy with students trying to clean up their lockers at the last minute.There was a long line in the libray for book returns.I almost fell o because of the trememdous ammount of papers everywhere. It was time for us to leave and have our last bonding moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up walking to a chinese resto to get some food to eat. There we ate &amp; laugh. We talked about how crazy this year was. How it was better than last year. maybe because last year we were still kinda lost. We were still trying to find our place in the so called high school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year i finally found the place were i fit in. I'm not one of the jocks neither the losers. I don't typecast myself. I basically get along with everybody, always aiming for the best, and is a proud &lt;strong&gt;PIRATE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class of 06 you guys are going to be miss..&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye sophie year hello junior year! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://laydeehwishing.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115048951078254764?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115048951078254764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115048951078254764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115048951078254764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115048951078254764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello &amp; goodbye'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115026796141812853</id><published>2006-06-13T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:52:41.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"In every ending there's a new beginning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Sophie year hello junior year..&lt;br /&gt;One more night of procastination and caffeine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115026796141812853?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115026796141812853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115026796141812853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115026796141812853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115026796141812853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/06/last.html' title='Last'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-115000152399293493</id><published>2006-06-10T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:52:04.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[[</title><content type='html'>Oh boy.. oh boy.. it's been a while..&lt;br /&gt;Things are very crucial lately.&lt;br /&gt;Each day is very pack but fill with joy &amp; sorrow! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy to know that &lt;strong&gt;Geometry Project&lt;/strong&gt; is already done.&lt;br /&gt;My group did great in the presentation and thanks to Mich!&lt;br /&gt;Finals are next and i'am very scared. Scared that this school year is going to end so fast. I'm going to miss the 06 babies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kace Concepcion&lt;/strong&gt; is so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I love her to death. She's beautiful inside and out. *feeling close*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Please vote for Sabrina "Sab" Anupol fo candymag teen model search.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.candymag.com/teenmodel/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finals here i come!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-115000152399293493?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/115000152399293493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=115000152399293493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115000152399293493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/115000152399293493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='[['/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114913791681878212</id><published>2006-05-31T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:58:36.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Errands</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Gym&lt;/strong&gt; with Hannah postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMC test&lt;/strong&gt; moved on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10&lt;/em&gt; more days of school. How cool. Yet I'm going to miss my friends!&lt;br /&gt;8th Week Assessments starts tomorrow. I need to study really hard. It's 30% of my grade. Tomorrow is the multiple choice part in English. I hope I won't bum it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schedule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 1 &amp; 2&lt;/strong&gt;: 8th Week Assessments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 2&lt;/strong&gt;: Sto. Nino prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 4&lt;/strong&gt;: Fair in Antioch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 6&lt;/strong&gt;: Geom. Project due &amp; International Culture Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 8&lt;/strong&gt;: Mama's birthday. &lt;em&gt;I don't know what to give her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 9&lt;/strong&gt;: Brenda's 16th Birthday &amp; Movies at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June, 12,13, &amp; 14&lt;/strong&gt;: Finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong gagawin. Ahh before school ends broke na naman ako. I spend so much money &amp; it's not even funny. I need a job so I can save up for my Philippine trip next year. &lt;em&gt;*tears*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114913791681878212?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114913791681878212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114913791681878212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114913791681878212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114913791681878212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/05/errands.html' title='Errands'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114896043907248996</id><published>2006-05-29T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:40:39.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I apologized for being on hiatus for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few weeks I've been going out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Even my weekends are so pack that I don't even have time to chat online.&lt;br /&gt;But I constantly check my friendster and myspace accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Especially myspace which is very helpful when it comes to school stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/escapeprincess/Baby%20Tin/DSCI0002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the new member of the family.&lt;br /&gt;Her name is &lt;strong&gt;Tin&lt;/strong&gt;. She's a 7 months old Jack Russell Terrier.&lt;br /&gt;I love her to death. Very smart &amp; adorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, I have 2 more weeks. &lt;strong&gt;Finals&lt;/strong&gt; are coming up soon. This week I have my 8th week assessment in English and thank God the one for Math is the House Project. That house project is killing me like hell. I'll have to stay after school for the whole week just to finish it. This is my last chance to prove myself. Good luck sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish II project will be due the same day as the Geom. Project, on 6th of June.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes I still don't know what the hell to write about that poem/legend. &lt;em&gt;*frowns*&lt;/em&gt; Then we'll have the International Culture Food thingy too! Snap I still don't know what to bring. Lumpia won't work for me since my parents are working that day. Adobo? Definitely a big no no since &lt;strong&gt;Josh&lt;/strong&gt; stole it! ACK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, back to school! Nooo. I still haven't done my homework. I need to finish that 6 paragraphs response about &lt;strong&gt;Desert Exile&lt;/strong&gt;. Which I found so stupid since my teacher doesn't really reads it. =/ Oh yeah I gotta fix my binder too since I didn't turn it in last Friday. Oh boy.. Oh boy I'm slacking off. &lt;em&gt;*simangot*&gt;&lt;/em&gt; At least I don't have to run tomorrow for P.E but I forgot my P.E clothes in Rosa's locker. I just hope it doesn't smell bad. *yuck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until my ortho. appointment on Wednesday. I'll find out when they're going to take my braces off. Yes baby I'm not a &lt;strong&gt;brace face&lt;/strong&gt; anymore. But I'll surely miss having my braces.. =) Then gym with Banana tomorrow. *woot*woot*. I'm really motivated to be in-shape again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 8:30 pm. Need to get my behind to work. &lt;em&gt;Oh yeah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kim Chua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;of PBBTeen is so adorable!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peez &amp; mucho mahal! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114896043907248996?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114896043907248996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114896043907248996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114896043907248996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114896043907248996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a243/escapeprincess/Baby%20Tin/th_DSCI0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114749849522968957</id><published>2006-05-12T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:34:55.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>//</title><content type='html'>Just got home a while ago. Me &amp; Angeezy watched &lt;strong&gt;Just My Luck&lt;/strong&gt;, the one with Lindsay Lohan. It was a very sweet &amp; funny movie.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update later.. Gotta take a shower.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114749849522968957?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114749849522968957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114749849522968957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114749849522968957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114749849522968957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='//'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114707184078669272</id><published>2006-05-07T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:09:25.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal</title><content type='html'>I'm happy that &lt;strong&gt;CSTs&lt;/strong&gt; are done. Yet i still have one more exam to take tomorrow which is the &lt;strong&gt;No Child Left Behind&lt;/strong&gt; thingy. Urgh that is so gay cause it's only us sophomores that will taking the test... &lt;em&gt;*sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger sister's first communion is finally done. I would say that it's been a very long weekend. Since Friday all I did was cleaned-up, helped out, entertain &amp; cleaned-up again. I don't even know how I had all the energy to do all of those. But one thing I know for sure I’ll never let my mom have a party again except for that yearly &lt;strong&gt;Sto. Niño&lt;/strong&gt; get together. The hardest part about having a party is the preparations and then the cleaning up after wards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never experienced in my whole life to wash tons of dishes, including big greasy pots and food warmers. &lt;em&gt;*sigh&lt;/em&gt; Thank god there's gloves to protect my poor hands. That experienced made me appreciate how the way my life was in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I’m left with a rough draft to finish which will be due in nine hours. Sure I deserve more than washing the dishes and cleaning up for how a bad student am I. I have no right to neither complain nor get mad. I know for a fact that I deserve all of this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping that I’ll be able to come up with at least 5 pages rough draft for my social injustice paper. &lt;em&gt;God help me! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114707184078669272?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114707184078669272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114707184078669272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114707184078669272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114707184078669272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/05/nocturnal.html' title='Nocturnal'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114681144602096984</id><published>2006-05-04T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:46:25.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complaints</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; bitchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school=not cute+weather=sucks= complicated life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just one of those few days were i would complain. I'm so lazy to do any of my homeworks. Even though i know that they're not due not until next Monday. But i have a whole lot of free time to do it. I guess having the previlage to use my Auntie's laptop at night is a bad thing. Instead of me doing my work, i always end up surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a bad student. I kept on telling myself that i'll be that &lt;strong&gt;4.0 student&lt;/strong&gt; again. But it seems like i'm not motivated. I'm such a lazyass. All i wanna do is relax and i still complain how stressful school is. I procastinate too much and i need to find a solution..&lt;em&gt;I feel like a piece of junk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather sucks big time. It gives me allergies which irritates me soo bad. Allergy medecine won't even work. Sucks as hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like my weekend is packed as well. I deserve no relaxation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday-&lt;/strong&gt; Geom. CST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday-&lt;/strong&gt; Cleaning day &amp; gotta start with Social Injustice research paper.Do Geometry homeworks.Finish the typing job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday-&lt;/strong&gt;Kaitlin's first communion. Will be busy as a bee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to put my broken little pieces back together..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114681144602096984?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114681144602096984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114681144602096984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114681144602096984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114681144602096984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/05/complaints.html' title='Complaints'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114672168708343532</id><published>2006-05-03T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:49:14.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>Kekekkeke. I lied when i said no net for 4 days. I cannot do it. It's like i'm half dead without the computer. I'm getting addicted to &lt;strong&gt;myspace&lt;/strong&gt;. Yet it is soo evil. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randomness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gotta finish 5 pages of typing job.&lt;br /&gt;-School starts at 10:10 tomorrow.. =]&lt;br /&gt;-It's almost Friday&lt;br /&gt;-I'm the biggest &lt;strong&gt;BUM&lt;/strong&gt; ever!!&lt;br /&gt;-I heart &lt;strong&gt;JAM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Can't wait until &lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114672168708343532?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114672168708343532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114672168708343532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114672168708343532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114672168708343532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/05/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114645786268619824</id><published>2006-04-30T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T21:31:02.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>Let's see, sad to say we didn't win first place in the &lt;strong&gt;Clash of the classes&lt;/strong&gt; last Friday. But it's all good we still got 2nd place. Let them 06 people get the prize since it's their last year! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, another hell week will start. Well not really, but this year i want to take the &lt;strong&gt;California Standard Testing&lt;/strong&gt; seriously. Especially i want AP classes next year. I need to have better scores than last year. I did well last year yet i know i can do better. That means no net for 4 days. =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333333 *hugs to all* =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114645786268619824?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114645786268619824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114645786268619824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114645786268619824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114645786268619824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114620172517960346</id><published>2006-04-27T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:23:54.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Spirit?</title><content type='html'>Since sophomore year started, i decided to participate &amp; be in-volved in the school activities, especially within my class. &lt;strong&gt;CLASS OF 08!&lt;/strong&gt;I guess it's not too late to help out &amp; support my class. Last year i used to not care, but this year i found myself being interested with the school activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying after school from 4 in the afternoon to around 8:30 at night made me feel, that i was really part of &lt;strong&gt;class of 08&lt;/strong&gt;. Just helping out decorate our side of the stadium under the scorching sun made me feel complete. As if i did a great job.It might sound very silly but that's the way i feel. I had fun even though my hands got all black, my bracelet broke &amp; i smelled like a dog after helping out. I think our theme was the greatest out of all the classes. =] We'll see tomorrow.. &lt;strong&gt;Go 08 Dummy!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Spongebob..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello Jam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;^_______^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114620172517960346?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114620172517960346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114620172517960346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114620172517960346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114620172517960346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/04/got-spirit.html' title='Got Spirit?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114610170714530919</id><published>2006-04-26T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T18:35:35.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered</title><content type='html'>Even though the sun is shinning so bright, everything around me seems so gloomy. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm such an idiot for not knowing the things i'm suppose to know. Regreting the things that i did &amp; the things that i should have done is killing me like hell. I don't want to be a &lt;strong&gt;failure.&lt;/strong&gt;Being a failure is just for losers. &lt;em&gt;It seems like one of them..&lt;/em&gt; =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114610170714530919?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114610170714530919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114610170714530919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114610170714530919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114610170714530919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/04/shattered.html' title='Shattered'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114592840580935279</id><published>2006-04-24T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:27:18.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Fresh</title><content type='html'>My day was pretty rough. From the fact that i had to present my projects &amp; ran a mile in P.E. But thank God everything went well. Even though i didn't get any sleep last night because i kept on waking up i was able to survive the whole day without falling asleep in class, especially in &lt;strong&gt;Spanish II.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual i have homeworks to do but i'm like half way done already. Just need to finish the &lt;strong&gt;CST Packet Review&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; study for &lt;strong&gt;Geometry Test.&lt;/strong&gt;One of my main goals is to finally get an &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; in math. Even though i really hate the teacher. He's just horrible. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy &lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt; is just awesome! &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just knowing that he cares, makes me extra happy! =]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114592840580935279?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114592840580935279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114592840580935279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114592840580935279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114592840580935279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-day-fresh.html' title='First Day Fresh'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114584529770044960</id><published>2006-04-23T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T19:21:37.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goobye &amp; Hello</title><content type='html'>After a week, i have to comeback to reality. The reality in which involves hell days. I have atleast another 2 months of wackiness ahead of me. But i'm definitely hoping for better days! =] Especially knowing that i'am ready to start fresh &amp; end it with gratitude &amp; completeness within my soul. I'll be missing thee nocturnal &amp; lazy days.. But at the end the sacrifice will be all worth it.. ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114584529770044960?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114584529770044960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114584529770044960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114584529770044960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114584529770044960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/04/goobye-hello.html' title='Goobye &amp; Hello'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19138899.post-114541170894334984</id><published>2006-04-18T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:15:56.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphose</title><content type='html'>I feel so happy! =] There's a new someone that's adding joy to mylife! &lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy &amp; contented for what we have. I have no plans of going any further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yess I'm strating fresh just like this quarter. I'm hoping for better grades &amp; better days! I'm tired of being in the "emotional stage". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on spring break &amp; i love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I'm still waiting for the RIGHT ONE.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19138899-114541170894334984?l=iheartnic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/feeds/114541170894334984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19138899&amp;postID=114541170894334984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114541170894334984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19138899/posts/default/114541170894334984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iheartnic.blogspot.com/2006/04/metamorphose.html' title='Metamorphose'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564730866096439394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/laydeewishing/oo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
