<?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-4582775903535369685</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:20:50.262-07:00</updated><category term='Doctor 10'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='Doctor'/><category term='cute japanese trends'/><category term='DW'/><category term='christmas eve'/><category term='doctor who'/><category term='the tenth doctor'/><category term='popular trends'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='kawaii'/><category term='Narnia'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='japanese trends'/><category term='cute'/><category term='japanese fashion'/><category term='cute fashion'/><category term='life'/><category term='hypocrites'/><category term='David Tennant'/><category term='daily'/><category term='Relient K'/><category term='happy holidays'/><category term='In like a lion'/><category term='wealth'/><category term='tokyo kawaii tv'/><category term='Always Winter'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='insane'/><category term='the Doctor'/><category term='cute japan'/><category term='kawaii tv'/><category term='adorable'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Hugh Laurie'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='nuts'/><category term='health'/><category term='saint nick'/><title type='text'>Random Nicky</title><subtitle type='html'>Yes, that's me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-6620067043402972139</id><published>2010-04-11T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:30:37.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As time goes on, I've found I care less about what people think. I mean, I do still care, but not as much as I use to. I'm growing up and it's funny, because I really feel it sometimes. I'm beginning to realise that the world does not revolve around me, I'm beginning to realise that those past things don't matter because they've made me who I am. I can proudly stand here and say to you (or rather type to you), "I believe that I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some days I struggle more, some days less, but I've found that the more I grow the less I struggle with trivial things that, in times past, seemed so much more important than they really were. I can say, with out a doubt, that I enjoy growing up, I'm glad I'm no longer a teenager, and I look forward to learning more and growing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #20124d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Just thought I'd share that thought with the class... guess I haven't grown out of that yet. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-6620067043402972139?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6620067043402972139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/6620067043402972139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/6620067043402972139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-385045612771026631</id><published>2010-04-03T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:08:07.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl gamers</title><content type='html'>What if the stereotype is true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Realistically, I realise that stereotypes are a pain, but what if I DO game in a corset and panties? I sew naked. Why is this such a big deal. I get sick of girl gamers complaining about how unfairly they are treated when (all said and done) stuff could be avoided. If you use a gamer tag that is gender neutral, guys aren't gonna know you're a girl. So what if they think that you are a 12 year old boy. Yeesh, it get's irritating when people don't use common sense. Just use your head, if you're really in the game for the game, then don't bitch and moan and just play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less Q.Q more pew pew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-385045612771026631?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/385045612771026631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/girl-gamers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/385045612771026631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/385045612771026631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/04/girl-gamers.html' title='Girl gamers'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-4048317806982449390</id><published>2010-03-30T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:08:45.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tools of the trade</title><content type='html'>Drawing:&lt;br /&gt;Writing Tool: Digital (Desktop Tablet)&lt;br /&gt;Non Digital Writing Tool: Sharpie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography:&lt;br /&gt;Camera: SLR&lt;br /&gt;Photo Editing Software: Easy Paint Tool Sai, Picnik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion:&lt;br /&gt;Type: Recon, prom, wedding,&lt;br /&gt;Tool: Pencil and Paper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-4048317806982449390?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4048317806982449390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/tools-of-trade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4048317806982449390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4048317806982449390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/tools-of-trade.html' title='Tools of the trade'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3917028791221625048</id><published>2010-03-30T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T06:49:18.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Downpour (sends its love) - Panic at the Disco</title><content type='html'>If all our life is but a dream&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic posing greed&lt;br /&gt;Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea&lt;br /&gt;For diamonds do appear to be&lt;br /&gt;Just like broken glass to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she said she can't believe&lt;br /&gt;Genius only comes along &lt;br /&gt;In storms of fabled foreign tongues&lt;br /&gt;Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs&lt;br /&gt;Northern downpour sends its love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, please forget to fall down&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, don't you go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane in the easy mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes my one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ink is running toward the page&lt;br /&gt;It's chasin' off the days&lt;br /&gt;Look back at both feet &lt;br /&gt;And that winding knee&lt;br /&gt;I missed your skin when you were east&lt;br /&gt;You clicked your heels and wished for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through playful lips made of yarn &lt;br /&gt;That fragile Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves&lt;br /&gt;I know the world's a broken bone&lt;br /&gt;But melt your headaches, call it home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, please forget to fall down&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, don't you go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane in the easy mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes my one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;[x3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane (hey moon) in &lt;br /&gt;(Hey moon) the easy mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes (hey moon) my &lt;br /&gt;(Hey moon) one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon) &lt;br /&gt;The easy (hey moon) mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon) &lt;br /&gt;One (hey moon) and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Continues in background:]&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon) &lt;br /&gt;The easy (hey moon) mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon) &lt;br /&gt;One (hey moon) and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, please forget to fall down&lt;br /&gt;Hey moon, don't you go down&lt;br /&gt;You are at the top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;Drawn to the ones who never yawn&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-3917028791221625048?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3917028791221625048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/northern-downpour-sends-its-love-panic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3917028791221625048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3917028791221625048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/northern-downpour-sends-its-love-panic.html' title='Northern Downpour (sends its love) - Panic at the Disco'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-1222879084861036242</id><published>2010-03-29T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:23:45.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Then</title><content type='html'>I miss the old days, I really do. I miss the days when girls were girls and boys were boys. The days when there was no such thing as an awkward silence or awkward sexual tension. The days when girls and boys thought that the opposite gender had cooties and it was more important to get the swings than it was to make eyes at the opposite sex. I miss the days when we could all run around shirtless and the words boobies were associated with the goofy blue footed birds. I miss the days when we played outside and climbed on the roofs of garages and pretended our three wheelers were cars. I miss the days when fire hydrants were really secret computers that only kids could see. I miss the days of beating imaginary friends at checkers and soccer and racing games. I miss chasing after the ice cream man so I could get a ninja turtle ice cream pop and eat the gumball eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the good days, man. Those were the times when the most difficult choice was where we should place those toys and our biggest issue was with mum yelling at us for dragging mud into the house after being a "baker" all day. That was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-1222879084861036242?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1222879084861036242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-then.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1222879084861036242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1222879084861036242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-then.html' title='Back Then'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-1773007364643885527</id><published>2010-03-26T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:09:48.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;So, I'm going to be doing semi-pro photos when I get my dslr. :D So if you're interested please email me at: Nicky@photographer.net . Thanks. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-1773007364643885527?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1773007364643885527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1773007364643885527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/samson.html' title='Photography'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-7417944106348239876</id><published>2010-03-18T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:19:31.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #5: The Friend Zone</title><content type='html'>Here's how to deal with the "Friend Zone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can take it one of two ways; you can take it like a man (or woman) and accept it and be content to be friends or you can yell and scream and pout like a 3 year old. I prefer the former to the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the friend zone isn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Friends has benefits (and, again, I don't mean the sexual kind, though I suppose that depends on the girl). For example, Break ups suck; I know this, you know this, the whole friggen world knows this. Nobody likes to be broken up with or break it off with someone, it's just not fun. When you are only friends you can have a solid relationship of sorts with out the messy issues if one of you (or both of you) feels like things just aren't chemical. It also means that if they didn't feel chemical or even emotional at the beginning you have that wonderful chance to still enjoy that person's company without anything awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's true, some times things get awkward, but let me be blunt; generally things get awkward because ONE of you makes a Big deal about the just friends thing. You know it's true. Friends with the opposite sex is something you either&lt;br /&gt;A) deal with and let it go&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;B) walk away from it and make friends with the same sex if you can't take the friend zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in wallowing in your misery (trust me, been there, done that, roll the credits), because no one else cares, not even your friend. Yeah, they'll feel a little bad, but if anything you're going to scare them off. So as&amp;nbsp;Tallahassee would say "It's time to nut up or shut up." Go do what's neccessary and continue on with your life; there's no point in crying over things you can't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/Just_Friends_Movie%20DVD%20-%20Ryan_Reynolds%20Amy_Smart%20Chris_Klein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/Just_Friends_Movie%20DVD%20-%20Ryan_Reynolds%20Amy_Smart%20Chris_Klein.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;(This image is not owned by me. Thanks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-7417944106348239876?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7417944106348239876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-5-friend-zone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/7417944106348239876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/7417944106348239876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-5-friend-zone.html' title='Rule #5: The Friend Zone'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-2335024389688369254</id><published>2010-03-17T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:19:31.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #4: Jerks wear the pants</title><content type='html'>This one is for the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guys, you always ask why girls go for the jerks. For the longest time I wondered that myself, and then I dated a pseudo-jerk (he was un-intentionally quite an a**).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls go for jerks because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- They wear the pants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- They are leaders&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- They are dominant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most girls want a guy to make the moves, girls only make the moves themselves because culture has told them that if they make the move men will start dating them and start "dominating" the relationship. Most women prefer to be women and they get frustrated by the nice guys because the guys are so worried about losing their chance that they never try anything. So many guys are afraid that if they try something new the girl will stop liking them, when in fact this is the opposite. Women prefer men who will try things, be brave, bold, and open to new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to "get the girl," &lt;b&gt;you need to stop cross-dressing, man up, and put them trousers back on. &lt;/b&gt;Do something different; move, be brave, be bold, be you, and be a man. As cute as skinny jean boys are, they're cuter if they can man up and do something creative, fun, and bold. Stop colouring your hair and start colouring your taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albanydq.com/images/DQ%20Something%20Different%20LogoColor_horz2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="88" src="http://www.albanydq.com/images/DQ%20Something%20Different%20LogoColor_horz2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;(I am not getting paid to make you want DQ. :] DQ belongs to Dairy Queen, I own none of it. Kay? Thanks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-2335024389688369254?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2335024389688369254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-4-jerks-wear-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2335024389688369254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2335024389688369254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-4-jerks-wear-pants.html' title='Rule #4: Jerks wear the pants'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-2138804198335415833</id><published>2010-03-17T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:19:31.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #3: Hinting = mind reading</title><content type='html'>This is a rule/tip for you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most guys are not tuned to the same frequency as females, which adds flavours but also means things like hinting just don't work the way we hope they will. Sure you can hint and suggest, but to men that's about the same as "mind reading." When it comes to men, you need to be blunter than a baseball bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that means planning all of your dates, then that means planning all of your dates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-2138804198335415833?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2138804198335415833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-3-hinting-mind-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2138804198335415833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2138804198335415833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-3-hinting-mind-reading.html' title='Rule #3: Hinting = mind reading'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-4840737941879986518</id><published>2010-03-17T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:19:31.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #2: Avoid the Bullying Hooker</title><content type='html'>When I say hooker, I do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; mean the type who solicits you for money/sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hooker is a short term for hooker-up-er or that one friend who is always playing matchmaker, and not in a good way. We all know people like this, that one kid who is &lt;b&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt; trying to hook you up with your crush, even if your crush would rather crush your skull between their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend named Carrie. Carrie &lt;b&gt;LOVES&lt;/b&gt; hooking up people in the &lt;b&gt;WORST&lt;/b&gt; way. She even went so far as to repetitively bully my friend Tony into dating her best friend Jan. Jan is infatuated with Tony to the point of obsession! She's entirely sure that it's true love, Tony, who enjoys Jan's friendship, isn't really into her type and prefers her as a friend and nothing more. Now Tony does his best to not give Jan any ideas, but Carrie keeps encouraging Jan to like Tony. Tony has his eyes on other things and doesn't want to be bothered with the dating scene, but Carrie can't let it go. Carrie continues to bother Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been in this predicament? You &lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt; how annoying it is. It's all fine if you were to both mutually like each other and have a mediator, but it's another thing to force people to be "in love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you run into this kind of person, do your best to avoid them and the person who likes you. If you are in the opposite situation, use your brain and avoid this friend, she will only encourage your self-mutilations and drive you to the brink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Avoid the bullying hooker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-4840737941879986518?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4840737941879986518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-2-avoid-bullying-hooker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4840737941879986518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4840737941879986518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-2-avoid-bullying-hooker.html' title='Rule #2: Avoid the Bullying Hooker'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3606332721558783231</id><published>2010-03-16T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:19:31.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #1: Dealing with the Over Sweat-ers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What's an over sweat-er? Well I'll tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know we can all sweat the small things at times, but there is such a thing as an over sweat-er. Over sweat-ers are people who sweat over little things &lt;b&gt;too&lt;/b&gt; much!&amp;nbsp;There are two people who come to my mind when I think about&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;truly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;sweating the small things, let's call them Bob and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob knows how to gripe, the guy is a &lt;b&gt;bloody&lt;/b&gt; master of griping. He could out gripe your most &lt;b&gt;annoying&lt;/b&gt; female colleague. Would you like to know what Bob gripes about? Bob gripes about how girls won't date him, how he can't properly kill himself, how life is so miserable, etc. Do you know why Bob gripes about these things? He's a drama queen, that's right, folks. He is a 150% total drama queen. If you talked to the guy, it's obvious he's not really a depressed person (like he isn't clinically having problems like you'd find in people who have serious mental issues), the guy just likes to cause drama in his wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://earlyrecovery.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/authentic-drama-queen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://earlyrecovery.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/authentic-drama-queen.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://earlyrecovery.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/authentic-drama-queen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Picture belongs to:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://earlyrecovery.wordpress.com/2009/04/17/4th-step-drama/"&gt;http://earlyrecovery.wordpress.com/2009/04/17/4th-step-drama/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you know a person like Bob, stay away from them. They are bad, &lt;b&gt;bad with a capital B&lt;/b&gt;. People like Bob care about no one but themselves, and not in a normal fashion. One could say it is very much a form of&amp;nbsp;narcissism. Avoid this sweat-er if at all possible, they only sweat the little things because they want you to pity them and become a part of their personal soap opera starring them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move on to Grace, Grace is an u&lt;b&gt;n-conscious type of sweat-er&lt;/b&gt;. She sweats the little things because she lacks the capacity to understand things beyond her bubble. Grace's favourite sweats are: being picked on by a good natured uncle, having a crush on a different boy every day, and not listening to any advice she is given. This is all due to the fact that Grace refuses to understand anything that is beyond her bubble. In her world, she actually knows everything. No matter how many understanding, compassionate, helpful people try to give her advice when she asks for it, she refuses to see any angle beside her own.&amp;nbsp;I would go so far as to say that this is a lack of an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blueroof.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/ignoring-the-facts.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://blueroof.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/ignoring-the-facts.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Picture taken from this blog:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blueroof.wordpress.com/2007/11/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;http://blueroof.wordpress.com/2007/11/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise to some extent that we all tend to fall into this category at some point. The key to dealing with this person is ignoring them. If you have tried your best to be helpful and they have refused to&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;the help that they asked for, there is nothing for you to do but to move on and ignore this person. Be kind and friendly, but do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; attempt to help, merely sympathise with them and do not provide services beyond that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-3606332721558783231?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3606332721558783231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-1-dealing-with-over-sweat-ers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3606332721558783231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3606332721558783231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/rule-1-dealing-with-over-sweat-ers.html' title='Rule #1: Dealing with the Over Sweat-ers'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3599948793320719687</id><published>2010-03-07T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:22:44.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex: that person who you had to go out of your way to see while dating, but, inevitably, see more of when you’re trying to avoid them.</title><content type='html'>You know this is true. If you guys were dating, it would take you over a MONTH to get a hold of the dude, but as soon as you guys break it off you successfully manage to see him in the supermarket every time you go.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I like to call Universal Irony or "galactic cutting." You inflict this pain apon yourself by dating and then having it not work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids, avoid dating like the plague.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-3599948793320719687?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3599948793320719687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/ex-that-person-who-you-had-to-go-out-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3599948793320719687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3599948793320719687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/ex-that-person-who-you-had-to-go-out-of.html' title='Ex: that person who you had to go out of your way to see while dating, but, inevitably, see more of when you’re trying to avoid them.'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-2124201103311796847</id><published>2010-01-28T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:41:01.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh Laurie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Doctor'/><title type='text'>Reasons Why I think Hugh Laurie should be the 12th Doctor</title><content type='html'>1. Hugh Laurie is sooo cool!&lt;br /&gt;2. He has a british accent, which fits since DW is a British Show.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugh Laurie is a great actor.&lt;br /&gt;4. 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5209857397418456440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5209857397418456440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/fashion.html' title='&amp;hearts; Fashion'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5427313355467076227</id><published>2010-01-10T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T12:25:31.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tenth doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Tennant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor 10'/><title type='text'>Fare thee well, Doctor 10</title><content type='html'>I'm a moron. I still cry over the line, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't want to go." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss David Tennant, as the Doctor, very much! The man is a brilliant actor, but I am excited to see some of the other shows he will play in. I'm also hoping to catch the made for TV movie "Hamlet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ten things I will miss the most about the Tenth Doctor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;. The actor himself, the man with a marvellous smile and mischievous eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09&lt;/span&gt;. The writing. As much as RTD could get a bit melodramatic, I will miss the writing style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03.&lt;/span&gt; Donna. I know she was gone before the show ended, but Donna was such a strong companion. She wasn't a "lover" type like Rose or Martha. Donna had that solid "friend" quality about her that, frankly, will be missed as MUCH as the Tenth Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02.&lt;/span&gt; The design of the Tardis. Since Tennant was my first Doctor, that interior, and exterior, is very dear to me. I will miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01.&lt;/span&gt; And lastly, but most importantly, the phrase "Allons-y." He wouldn't be the tenth doctor if he didn't say silly things like "Allons-y, Alonso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yes, I'm aware that that's only 5, but 10 just seemed like the right number for him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be missed Doctor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*salutes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5427313355467076227?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5427313355467076227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/fare-thee-well-doctor-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5427313355467076227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5427313355467076227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/fare-thee-well-doctor-10.html' title='Fare thee well, Doctor 10'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-8582010179984251493</id><published>2010-01-04T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T06:46:23.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>One thing I've found about Carol Plum-Ucci is that she has this fantastic ability to make you want to write like crazy. the most recent book I've read of hers is called "The Night My Sister Went Missing." It was a really intense book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how she focuses most on character growth. All of her main characters in all of her books have something traumatic happen to them to shake them out of their mediocrity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel inspired after I finish reading her books, whether it's to sing, write music, or just to write something in general. What a fantastic writer! I love being inspired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-8582010179984251493?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8582010179984251493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/8582010179984251493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/8582010179984251493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3996876242516377326</id><published>2010-01-02T21:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:30:21.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/4fac2538cb360aad9edc78f0503f6364_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/cm8hpw'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-3996876242516377326?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3996876242516377326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/multimedia-message_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3996876242516377326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3996876242516377326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/multimedia-message_02.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5922307344177188897</id><published>2010-01-01T10:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:37:11.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Look who looks like she got hit by a bus!!!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/3c2d7757b8cbfcd696b10f0d803d7ef2_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/ypyiz7'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5922307344177188897?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5922307344177188897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/multimedia-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5922307344177188897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5922307344177188897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/multimedia-message.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-2915448482867787182</id><published>2009-12-31T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:44:57.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Hey all. Happy New Year, I saw a girl's youtube video about the new year (among other things) and one thing that stood out to me was the "constructive criticism." I.E. You're ugly, you talk too much, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A wise woman (I believe it was the comic artist Ami-chan) once said, "Take the flamers with the lovers, because obviously if they took time to flame you, they took time to look at your stuff." And honestly, we put ourselves out there to be viewed by others. People aren't always going to think the best of us, what matters is what we think of ourselves and what matters even more is what God thinks of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I read this beautiful note once and it was compiled entirely of bible verses and this is what it said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(65, 75, 86); line-height: 15px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;MY CHILD . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You may not know me, but I know everything about you. Psalm 139:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I know when you sit down and when you rise up. Psalm 139:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am familiar with all your ways. Psalm 139:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. Matthew 10:29-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For you were made in my image. Genesis 1:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;In me you live and move and have your being. Acts 17:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For you are my offspring. Acts 17:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I knew you even before you were conceived. Jeremiah 1:4-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I chose you when I planned creation. Ephesians 1:11-12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book. Psalm 139:15-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live. Acts 17:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Psalm 139:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I knit you together in your mother's womb. Psalm 139:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And brought you forth on the day you were born. Psalm 71:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have been misrepresented by those who don't know me. John 8:41-44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love. 1 John 4:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And it is my desire to lavish my love on you. 1 John 3:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Simply because you are my child and I am your Father. 1 John 3:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I offer you more than your earthly father ever could. Matthew 7:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I am the perfect father. Matthew 5:48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand. James 1:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I am your provider and I meet all your needs. Matthew 6:31-33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;My plan for your future has always been filled with hope. Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Because I love you with an everlasting love. Jeremiah 31:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore. Psalms 139:17-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And I rejoice over you with singing. Zephaniah 3:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I will never stop doing good to you. Jeremiah 32:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For you are my treasured possession. Exodus 19:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul. Jeremiah 32:41&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And I want to show you great and marvelous things. Jeremiah 33:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me. Deuteronomy 4:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For it is I who gave you those desires. Philippians 2:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine. Ephesians 3:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For I am your greatest encourager. 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles. 2 Corinthians 1:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you. Psalm 34:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart. Isaiah 40:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes. Revelation 21:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And I'll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth. Revelation 21:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus. John 17:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed. John 17:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He is the exact representation of my being. Hebrews 1:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you. Romans 8:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to tell you that I am not counting your sins. 2 Corinthians 5:18-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled. 2 Corinthians 5:18-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you. 1 John 4:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love. Romans 8:31-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me. 1 John 2:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And nothing will ever separate you from my love again. Romans 8:38-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Come home and I'll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen. Luke 15:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have always been Father, and will always be Father. Ephesians 3:14-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;My question is…Will you be my child? John 1:12-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I am waiting for you. Luke 15:11-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Love, Your Dad. ALMIGHTY GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: normal; white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKmdIdQg3Ks&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKmdIdQg3Ks&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I just absolutely love this compilation. It's so very beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Next time someone is mean to you by saying cruel things, think about what God thinks about you. If the King of the GALAXY/UNIVERSE thinks you're amazing, then what does it matter what julie499 or Pransy Pushknocker thinks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Have a happy new year, everyone! God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-2915448482867787182?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2915448482867787182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2915448482867787182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2915448482867787182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-1444755931761337032</id><published>2009-12-30T09:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:43:14.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Kawaii!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/e36399acacadea431d0ae50b004baea0_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; 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font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.  Wake up Early:&lt;/strong&gt;  This gets the day off to a great start. Once you get the hang of waking up early at the same time you will wake up naturally and feel much more well rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Sweat Everyday:&lt;/strong&gt;  Excercise in some form is excellent for your body, doing this everyday will make you feel healthier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Daily Prayer:  &lt;/strong&gt;Prayer is healthy for both your spiritual and physical well being. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Spend Time is Nature:&lt;/strong&gt;  Nature is a great help to spiritual connection. Also being outside allows you to breathe better and think clearer. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Complete Your Daily Affairs:&lt;/strong&gt;  Don’t procrastinate, do what needs to be done when it needs to be done. I know this is one of the things I struggle with the most. It's easy to procrastinate, but it's much more rewarding, in the long run, to do what you need to do when you need to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.  Spend Some Time Alone: &lt;/strong&gt; Take time out of your day to be alone is very healthy. When I say alone I mean no entertainment, just sitting, thinking, and relaxing (don't fall asleep). Use this time to stretch and breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Do Your Daily Accounting at the End of the Day:&lt;/strong&gt;  A wonderful thing to do while spending alone time is to sit and reflect on your day. Reflect on the good and the bad. Recognise what things have made you happy. Make it a point to do these more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do at Least One Good Deed:&lt;/strong&gt;  Do at least one thing for someone else without having to be asked; whether it's shoveling someone's driveway or giving your friend a compliment about her new hair cut. Make it a point to do something nice for someone else. Being selfless is one of the things God asks us to do and when you're doing something for someone else you'll probably be surprised how much better you'll feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Get Some Entertainment:&lt;/strong&gt;  Entertainment is important and you'll find that if you work hard during the day, once you get to sit down and really, fully enjoy your entertainment, it will be much more exciting and entertaining. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do Something Difficult:&lt;/strong&gt;  You need a challenge every day. Whether it's something small like drinking more water, or big, like adding 10 more sit ups to your work out each day, make sure you have a challenge for yourself. Having a challenge will make you feel more accomplished and rewarded. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 1.4; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:3 Inspired by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anmolmehta.com/blog/2007/08/25/10-things-you-should-do-everyday-for-a-happy-meaningful-good-life-combined/"&gt;10 Things You Should Do Everyday for a Happy, Meaningful &amp;amp; Good Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-2687358368165530641?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And create the impression of an angel that just fell from the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When February rolls around I'll roll my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turn a cold shoulder to these even colder skies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by the fire my heart it heaves a sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the green grass waiting on the other side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's always winter but never Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems this curse just can't be lifted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet in the midst of all this ice and snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our hearts stay warm cause they are filled with hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'd be so nice to look out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And see the leaves on the trees begin to show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birds would congregate and sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A song of birth a song of newer things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wind would calm and the sun would shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd go outside and I'd squint my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for now I will simply just withdraw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sit here and wish for this world to thaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everything it changed overnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This dying world you brought it back to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And deep inside I felt things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shifting everything was melting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Away oh away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you gave us the most beautiful of days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause when it's always winter but never Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it feels like you're not with us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But deep inside our hearts we know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That you are here and we will not lose hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-4232331684243553286?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4232331684243553286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/always-winter-but-never-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4232331684243553286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4232331684243553286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/always-winter-but-never-christmas.html' title='Always winter but never Christmas'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5854407800190037605</id><published>2009-12-26T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:22:04.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokyo kawaii tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese trends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popular trends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adorable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawaii tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japanese fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute japanese trends'/><title type='text'>Kawaii &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I found this great site where you can watch some of Tokyo Kawaii TV. I really wish I could find more episodes, but this is the best I have found so far! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tokyokawaiietc.com/archives/category/tokyo-kawaii-tv"&gt;Kawaii TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just click the wonderful link and have a kawaii, adorably awesome filled experience. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5854407800190037605?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5854407800190037605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/rad-party-youre-invited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5854407800190037605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5854407800190037605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/rad-party-youre-invited.html' title='Kawaii &lt;3'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5987101642478426444</id><published>2009-12-25T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:30:26.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypocrites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuts'/><title type='text'>Pet peeves</title><content type='html'>I think my biggest pet peeve is people who are hypocrites. I really, really dislike hypocrites. I cannot understand how people manage to be so stuck on themselves that they are exempt from their own rules. Don't fly off the handle at me for kissing a guy after a date when you've done a lot worse with a "boyfriend". Don't give me grief for being human when you are human yourself. Don't tear me down about my past just cos you can't get any action. That's your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating. If you're going to "throw the first stone" you better be totally blameless. Seriously, don't chew me out when you do worse. It's one thing to admit what you do is wrong and suggest that I not follow your path; it's another thing to bite my head off because I did something once that you do daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay off and get over yourself. Good grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5987101642478426444?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5987101642478426444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/pet-peeves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5987101642478426444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5987101642478426444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet peeves'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-1512524489869611511</id><published>2009-12-25T19:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:33:40.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winky Face ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/9b59b214ee19ee078f3b135e38372943_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/7q95sp'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-1512524489869611511?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1512524489869611511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_2664.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1512524489869611511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1512524489869611511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_2664.html' title='Winky Face ;]'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-7782530889763499856</id><published>2009-12-25T18:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:33:17.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes versus Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/0a649e7c6b6656ef347087b0318d4c60_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/mfq6te'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-7782530889763499856?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7782530889763499856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_9720.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/7782530889763499856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/7782530889763499856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_9720.html' title='Cupcakes versus Muffins'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-2041166877217635147</id><published>2009-12-25T13:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:32:44.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/68a17b5b3e020b2cd403420508e5ff57_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/zm3b10'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-2041166877217635147?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2041166877217635147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_1915.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2041166877217635147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/2041166877217635147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_1915.html' title='colours'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3030653729283516259</id><published>2009-12-25T13:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:32:27.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/48bc1a2996256b5f301e19073ff31bbf_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/07e2yx'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-3030653729283516259?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3030653729283516259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3030653729283516259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3030653729283516259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_25.html' title='Colours 2'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5464850326027273701</id><published>2009-12-25T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:15:03.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Kids!</title><content type='html'>Hope your day is awesome and full of love! God bless everyone! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5464850326027273701?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5464850326027273701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5464850326027273701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5464850326027273701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-kids.html' title='Merry Christmas Kids!'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-8736905586885931633</id><published>2009-12-24T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:13:54.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh christmas tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/SzUc-hpYfEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UUGUv8C4q9Q/s1600-h/ice+queen+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/SzUc-hpYfEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UUGUv8C4q9Q/s320/ice+queen+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419269587119668290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-8736905586885931633?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8736905586885931633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/8736905586885931633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/8736905586885931633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_24.html' title='Oh christmas tree!'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/SzUc-hpYfEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UUGUv8C4q9Q/s72-c/ice+queen+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-6803307397225475458</id><published>2009-12-24T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:14:19.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://img.mobypicture.com/2ab19d6b4cc7405df5d979aca4966079_new_medium.jpg'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - Posted using &lt;a href='http://moby.to/o6dczk'&gt;Mobypicture.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-6803307397225475458?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6803307397225475458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_5585.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/6803307397225475458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/6803307397225475458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_5585.html' title=':3'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5767083908222968</id><published>2009-12-24T13:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:34:43.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwahahahahahahaha!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Opera mini made this easier. Now I can directly post to blogger! :3 Woot! Easy-ness is awesome. Yay for pointless posts. :) &lt;br /&gt;Bye guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Merry Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5767083908222968?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5767083908222968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bwahahahahahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5767083908222968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5767083908222968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/bwahahahahahahaha.html' title='Bwahahahahahahaha!'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-4646639908472050199</id><published>2009-12-24T12:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:41:16.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trial</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am trying to find a convenient way to post posts that are&lt;br&gt;longer than 140 charachters or 1 text message, because it&amp;#39;s massively&lt;br&gt;frustrating to get on blogger and see my message put into two posts.&lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s infuriating, so I am trying via mobile email to see if this&lt;br&gt;sucker works. K thanks.&lt;p&gt;-Nicky&amp;lt;3&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-4646639908472050199?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4646639908472050199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/trial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4646639908472050199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/4646639908472050199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/trial.html' title='trial'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-1834869621888115703</id><published>2009-12-24T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:43:21.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Connections</title><content type='html'>Contact me on messenger:&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo: foreverxnickyxlove@yahoo.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-1834869621888115703?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1834869621888115703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-connections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1834869621888115703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/1834869621888115703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-connections.html' title='My Connections'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-6017583113446416380</id><published>2009-12-24T09:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:02:37.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saint nick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy holidays'/><title type='text'>It's Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt; in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;The children were nestled all snug in their beds,&lt;br /&gt;while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.&lt;br /&gt;And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,&lt;br /&gt;had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,&lt;br /&gt;I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.&lt;br /&gt;Away to the window I flew like a flash,&lt;br /&gt;tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow&lt;br /&gt;gave the lustre of midday to objects below,&lt;br /&gt;when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,&lt;br /&gt;but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;With a little old driver, so lively and quick,&lt;br /&gt;I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.&lt;br /&gt;More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,&lt;br /&gt;and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;"Now Dasher! Now Dancer!&lt;br /&gt;Now, Prancer and Vixen!&lt;br /&gt;On, Comet! On, Cupid!&lt;br /&gt;On, Donner and Blitzen!&lt;br /&gt;To the top of the porch!&lt;br /&gt;To the top of the wall!&lt;br /&gt;Now dash away! Dash away!&lt;br /&gt;Dash away all!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,&lt;br /&gt;when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky&lt;br /&gt;so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,&lt;br /&gt;with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof&lt;br /&gt;the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.&lt;br /&gt;As I drew in my head and was turning around,&lt;br /&gt;down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,&lt;br /&gt;and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.&lt;br /&gt;A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,&lt;br /&gt;and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!&lt;br /&gt;His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!&lt;br /&gt;His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,&lt;br /&gt;and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.&lt;br /&gt;The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,&lt;br /&gt;and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.&lt;br /&gt;He had a broad face and a little round belly,&lt;br /&gt;that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,&lt;br /&gt;and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.&lt;br /&gt;A wink of his eye and a twist of his head&lt;br /&gt;soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,&lt;br /&gt;and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;And laying his finger aside of his nose,&lt;br /&gt;and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,&lt;br /&gt;And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.&lt;br /&gt;But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This has been copied from  &lt;a href="http://www.blackdog.net/holiday/christmas/twas.html"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks for reading. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-6017583113446416380?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6017583113446416380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/6017583113446416380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/6017583113446416380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-eve.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-8389231931800458400</id><published>2009-12-18T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:59:20.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phail.</title><content type='html'>So... no video tonight. I was going to do something rad for youtube, but le power brick died for my pc. Tis a sad day. Thankfully, Dad has a power cord of the same type, so she can be charged, but bleah. Saaaaaaaaaad day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suffice it to say, "DELL, you need to come fix this for me buddy. Kthanksbye."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-8389231931800458400?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8389231931800458400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/phail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/8389231931800458400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/8389231931800458400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/phail.html' title='Phail.'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5476013049568455377</id><published>2009-12-11T09:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:54:12.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo protesto...</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled!"- Hermione Granger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed before I kill a poor innocent bystander. I have no desire to kill anyone, but at this point I am two millimeters from snapping and going postal. Yuck. I cannot wait for Christmas break! Thank God for such a lovely thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5476013049568455377?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5476013049568455377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-rattle-of-thousands-cries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5476013049568455377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5476013049568455377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-rattle-of-thousands-cries.html' title='Yo protesto...'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3590534323415786473</id><published>2009-12-10T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:46:12.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Obsession - Breathe Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vmV_PPySqqg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/SyAARkPpepI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4D09dpkPZgE/s1600-h/bm-image-722615.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/SyAARkPpepI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4D09dpkPZgE/s320/bm-image-722615.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413327053886421650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh how I love the hitchhiker's guide books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5061714509836933053?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5061714509836933053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5061714509836933053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5061714509836933053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_09.html' title='What I learned from Hitch-hikers guide to the galaxy...'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/SyAARkPpepI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4D09dpkPZgE/s72-c/bm-image-722615.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5561464495782753997</id><published>2009-12-08T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:55:06.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/Sx8eL8z3__I/AAAAAAAAACI/JmTN4lSqztM/s1600-h/bm-image-743021.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/Sx8eL8z3__I/AAAAAAAAACI/JmTN4lSqztM/s320/bm-image-743021.jpe" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413078467773726706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5561464495782753997?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5561464495782753997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5561464495782753997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/5561464495782753997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/multimedia-message_08.html' title='Creepy Candy'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/Sx8eL8z3__I/AAAAAAAAACI/JmTN4lSqztM/s72-c/bm-image-743021.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-5814125766631562700</id><published>2009-12-08T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:36:03.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario Star for the Win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/Sx7-YkCdN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/DRibFmv6szc/s1600-h/bm-image-701687.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/Sx7-YkCdN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/DRibFmv6szc/s320/bm-image-701687.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413043500090210178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-5814125766631562700?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/Sx7-YkCdN4I/AAAAAAAAACA/DRibFmv6szc/s72-c/bm-image-701687.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-943437081147260687</id><published>2009-12-08T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:56:06.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh blue skies...</title><content type='html'>If only I were green,&lt;div&gt;like pickeled pixie dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos then I'd sprout wings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and flying would be a must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh scribblenauts, oh scribblenauts, you're one of the coolest games ever. Best 20 bucks I've spent in a while. That game is so super awesome cool, it's insane. It's a good solid puzzle game that's just so much fun you can't help but to be in L-O-V-E. That game is awesome... speaking of the game. :D Sorry, I know, the game is so over, but it still amuses me how people re-act to it. :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Well anyway, thought I would scribble some thoughts, toodles for now. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nicky&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-943437081147260687?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/943437081147260687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-blue-skies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/943437081147260687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/943437081147260687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-blue-skies.html' title='oh blue skies...'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4582775903535369685.post-3121115058895947957</id><published>2009-12-05T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:12:29.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrandma, it's me, Anastasia. *duhn duhn*</title><content type='html'>So... I write this while I fight furiously with my youtube account. Apparently youtube now officially hates me for unlinking the old email addie and now it's giving me Hell-o wonderful beautiful glitches. &gt;.&lt; Horrible mess. Thought I would make this official and post a post, so, woozah. Now I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4582775903535369685-3121115058895947957?l=foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3121115058895947957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/grrrrrandma-its-me-anastasia-duhn-duhn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3121115058895947957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4582775903535369685/posts/default/3121115058895947957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverxnickyxlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/grrrrrandma-its-me-anastasia-duhn-duhn.html' title='Grrrrrandma, it&apos;s me, Anastasia. *duhn duhn*'/><author><name>Nicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03539419881864165355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rCL3BRMXOWM/S7IgSRB5QxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/cOOouFKSHUU/S220/pop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
