<?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-151821501624165552</id><updated>2011-12-23T16:44:13.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She was a hurricane.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3034058945676665941</id><published>2010-11-19T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:11:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking test tubes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc2tkfqICo1qa5mado1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Src: &lt;a href="http://slycriminal.tumblr.com/"&gt;My Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my friend Frances were doodling during the career orientation yesterday. Result = this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long time, I'm posting in this blog on a Friday. ;) Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hella crazy. Chemistry fail, lower grades, etc. First is my Chemistry fail. Lol. We had a really cool set of experiments. Especially the one with the Magnesium ribbon because it "reacted" like a firework when I put it near the fire. AWESOME. That's the only good thing about Chemistry if you ask me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;During experiments, crazy shit happens.&lt;/span&gt; Speaking of crazy shit, I broke a test tube earlier. Hahahaha! After I put it in the test tube holder, I held the holder too tight which resulted to - the damn test tube dropping and breaking on the floor. There was a dead silence for like, 2 seconds and I wanted the Earth to eat me alive. Fu-- that was so embarrassing. While I was telling the teacher what happened, I wanted to run away. Lmao. I know breaking a test tube is nothing, but the reaction of my classmates was deadly (kind of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolololol. Our reports cards were given today. Well, we were just given a chance to see it so we could look for possible errors before the PTC. And let me just say, I wasn't surprised that I received lower grades for the 2nd quarter because no more incentives were given and those pretty much pulled all our grades up. So basically I maintained my grades, but not enough to match my grades last quarter. Whatever. I'm not GC anyway. My parents are even more GC than I am. Hahahaha. I did my best, I did. Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, I was talking non-stop with my seatmates and sneak-eating during discussions. I'm not a proud rebel, but I was just SO HUNGREHHH. Happy Friday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3034058945676665941?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3034058945676665941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3034058945676665941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3034058945676665941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3034058945676665941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/11/breaking-test-tubes.html' title='Breaking test tubes.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-2925039559245701139</id><published>2010-11-17T18:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:12:20.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple Choice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc10hldUnK1qa5mado1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://slycriminal.tumblr.com/"&gt;My Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many months has it been? I said I would be back, right? Now here I am. I'm back. With more stories to tell and more secrets to reveal. Ugh. I just want a nice introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I was here, I was thirteen, positive, and peppy. Now, I'm fourteen, negative, and less peppy. I wouldn't say that I got worse or something. I changed, that's all. But that won't mean everything I say will change too. I'm still the "crazy" blogger that I was 2 years ago. I must admit, I improved when it comes to my writing skills. :&gt; Okay. I know self-flattery would get me nowhere so let's just get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had our career orientation. Ohh, scary. Unfortunately, the said event made me even more confused on what course to take for college. They showed way too many positive points for each course, and because of that, I almost want to take it all up. Lmao. I somewhat made a decision though. I think Communication Arts would be the best choice for me since I'm a media freak and all the opportunities are just love. There's only one problem though: &lt;b&gt;my brother took the same course and he just graduated last year.&lt;/b&gt; And when I told my parents I want it too, I'm pretty sure that giving me more options to choose from means no. MEH. Whatever. If they don't want to waste money for four years forcing me to study a course I don't even want, let me take freaking Com. Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Today was just the first day of Career Orientation. I still have the 2nd day and hopefully, they won't make me change my mind. As much as I want to make this the best post ever because this is like a welcome back post, I can't because my brain is out of shit to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-2925039559245701139?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/2925039559245701139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=2925039559245701139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/2925039559245701139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/2925039559245701139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/11/multiple-choice.html' title='Multiple Choice.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6637536657944240957</id><published>2010-04-03T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:54:02.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh. Awkwaaaard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/kipholdinon.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is awkward. My last post was like 3 months ago. Hm. What I'll be saying may seem offensive, but it's very much true. I'm getting sick of Blogger. I'm not insulting anybody. I just want to try new things and get out of first base. Although, I would still keep nicx-ify. I put in here a lot of memories of my life as a sophomore. I can't promise I'll post religiously like I used to. :\ I used a new layout for this "comeback". :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG. I literally ran out of words to say. Guess that goes to show I really lost my interest here. Seriously, I'm sorry. Catch you all...*insert time range here* :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6637536657944240957?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6637536657944240957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6637536657944240957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6637536657944240957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6637536657944240957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/04/ohhh-awkwaaaard.html' title='Ohhh. Awkwaaaard.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-8498603767251124998</id><published>2010-02-26T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:24:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get that black cat off my face. :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WARNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: Too much ranting can make you bawl like a 3-month old baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luck&lt;/span&gt;. For me, it's nonsense. Why? It's just that I'm the most unlucky person you'll ever meet. I'm always grouped with the people I dislike/irresponsible people for a project. When we do activities in school, something is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; wrong with what I'm doing or what they gave me for the activity. It really seriously sucks for me. Out of the 6 billion people living in this world, I'm one of the unluckiest ones. Do I deserve it? I guess not. I try my best to reverse this bad luck streak of mine, but nothing works. I'm just naturally unlucky. Shiznitz. If I were to list down all the unfortunate events that happened throughout the 13 years of my life, I guarantee you it'll be longer than the list of things Friendster has to do to overpower Facebook. Of course, I'm kidding...or not. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I mean, no one deserves to fail badly or suffer bad luck. It just makes people so frustrated that they're too furious to function. Happened to me. It doesn't look pretty good. I just can't hold it in anymore. Suddenly I feel like running around, screaming this at the top of my lungs "Why the hell is this happening to me?" *yells louder*  Well, there are things I feel lucky to have. Hello, I'm a human not a black cat running all over the place. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not gonna thank anyone because it's Friday today. I won't be able to relax or do anything unproductive tomorrow. I'll still go to school tomorrow for our outreach program something. I'm glad to help out but still. This weekend is dumped with homework that I'll possibly won't do (I said possibly. Let's add probably :D). Whatever. Let's just see how my mood sets. I still have to write articles for our project and do the layout. Sucks big time to be me. Hoping this will be a great weekend. And the week/weekend after that. I just ran out of things to say... Au revoir. *salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy pants.&lt;br /&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/151821501624165552-8498603767251124998?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/8498603767251124998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=8498603767251124998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8498603767251124998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8498603767251124998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/02/get-that-black-cat-off-my-face.html' title='Get that black cat off my face. :|'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-5527404401651861670</id><published>2010-02-20T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:42:16.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Please EX-plain This To Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a first. I didn't post yesterday (Friday). I mean, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; post on Fridays. It's like the day I never miss to post something. Sadly, I didn't post &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; Friday. I got really lazy to type and I had almost nothing to say. But I do. I have a lot to say, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you in my previous posts about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high school week&lt;/span&gt;. Pretty epic week...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt; I expected high school week to be my greatest experience as a sophomore. It was a good week, though. Still, it wasn't the best week evaaaaaaaar as I have expected. I'm not saying the activities were hell boring. I just didn't feel it. Maybe it's just me. Whatever. Anyway, I also mentioned our high school dance. I said I was excited as hell. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT I DIDN'T GO&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; lame. I didn't go to the most fun out of all the activities of our high school week. Maybe that's why I feel like my high school week sucks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; even told me that it was fun and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; wished I was there. *facepalms to self-fail* Why didn't I go? You may be curious. It's because more than half of our section didn't go. I wouldn't want to be crazy enough to go there without anyone with me. Dancing like an insane moron alone. =)) I am still pretty annoyed that I didn't go. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the high school dance, we had the GSP Amazing Race (I don't know how to call it), Science Olympiad, etc. etc. In the amazing race thingo, we were formed into teams and we were with students from another section. This section is where his ex is in. (now you know why I typed explain as EX-plain) So yeah. We were teammates and now I know how drop dead gentle and silent she is. Sometimes my friends say I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt; but I don't know how the heck can they say I am. I never said anything bad about her. I even compliment her. What's so bitter about that? Okay, back to the race thingo. I even pretended I didn't know her name when we needed to write our teammates' names on a piece of paper. =)) I'm not sure why I did that. LMAAAO. Maybe so I could act natural and like I don't know her. Awkwaaaaard. We finished the race extremely tired. I'm proud I had GSP training when I was in elementary or else we never answered the questions raised. Juliette Gordon-Law, Brownsea Island. I never knew those were still alive in my head. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy. I reread this post and noticed I was blabbering random stuff. Curse you, hunger! However, I wish I told my stories and my point clearly enough for people to understand. Blog y'all next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOOSH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-5527404401651861670?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/5527404401651861670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=5527404401651861670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5527404401651861670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5527404401651861670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/02/somebody-please-ex-plain-this-to-me.html' title='Somebody Please EX-plain This To Me.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3565178107722383939</id><published>2010-02-14T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:42:16.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit Me With Your Best Shot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk91/vintaged-/quotes/love/23.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintaged.org/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey! Happy Sunday! :D Oh. Happy Valentine's day too! Am I wasting your time greeting you? Don't answer that. I know I am. :P Anyhoo, today is a BIG day. Too much events. 24 hours aren't enough, actually. First up, Friday (Feb. 12). I told you the story when our English teacher got disappointed in us for the confidence thingo. If you're not completely aware, read it &lt;a href="http://is.gd/89ggl"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or just browse through the previous posts part in my sidebar. Yeah so, we made up with her. Yay! We prepared flowers for our female teachers last Friday and they were touched. Lol. The other classes didn't give them flowers (ha! no offense. lol.). We gave some teachers one rose or something. While for our English teacher, to make it extra special, we gave her a bouquet. We even sung to her I'd Rather by Luther Vandross (?). Not sure. But we did sing it to her. She was touched in a way and I'm really proud we made her smile. It's not everyday that my class does such things. :D Yay for peace! Mm...If you're asking, "what about your adviser?" Of course we did something for him as well. Duh, why would we forget about him. We bought him a cake from Red Ribbon and sung to him. He was touched... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, we also had our mock NAT test last Friday. Hell. It was hard. Especially the Math test. I sung eeny-meeny-myni-moe (i don't know how it's spelled. don't blame me.) on at least half of the items. LMFAO. High standards, much? It was pretty funny 'coz I thought I was the only one who did that. Turns out, there were a lot of us who did the same thing. XD Well, I hope we do give our best shot on the real NAT test. Eck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to another event which happened earlier today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PTC&lt;/span&gt;. Dan dan daaaaaaaaan. That was suspense music. Give me a break. Almost all my grades went down the drain. LMAO. I had no line of 7s though. Good thing. But still, my dad scolded me because almost all went down. Don't care. I'm just gonna go super great this quarter...I hope. Good luck on that, me. :P This is so random...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High school week starts Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt; (no classes tomorrow.) I'm ready for one week with no regular lessons. &gt;:) I'll just update you all on how it turns out when I have the chance. But right now, I need to go. Oh, don't forget to check out my random blog at &lt;a href="http://eccentric.crazyanka.com/"&gt;eccentric.crazyanka.com&lt;/a&gt; Don't forget to leave comments! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOOSH! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3565178107722383939?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3565178107722383939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3565178107722383939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3565178107722383939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3565178107722383939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/02/hit-me-with-your-best-shot.html' title='Hit Me With Your Best Shot.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3003851622642449975</id><published>2010-02-11T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:17:13.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/hmwrk.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*sighs with relief* A day without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; assignments and all school shiz. I think I'll end this week tired and with my head all fckd up with lessons. I haven't even got a chance to make a blog post the past few days. I was online everyday, but I was doing homework. I guess that explains the graphic above. How did I come up with such a graphic? Here's why: I was chatting with &lt;a href="http://shopaholic.crazyanka.com/x"&gt;Janelle&lt;/a&gt; 2 days ago and we talked about the lovely Shane Dawson and all the other famous Youtubers. Then I mentioned I was doing my homework. She asked if she was disturbing me. I said she wasn't; it was homework that was disturbing me. =)) Dumb, corny, you may say. Whatever. Homework was really disturbing me that time. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, I'm a high school sophomore. Which means, I'll be taking that NAT along with all the sophomores here in the Philippines. Our school is pretty crazy about the coming NAT (National Achievement Test if you're not aware). This is because last year, our school ranked 3rd among all the schools in Manila who took the test. It brought pressure to us current sophomores since our school wanted to keep us 3rd or even higher. I'm aware it'll be a bit humiliating if our school went down the rank. It'll be MORE humiliating for our batch even. So, to avoid the humiliations, we'll be having our review for the NAT after high school week (next week). I'm still not sure when exactly, but I am sure it's gonna be pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;. I already am lazy to read all my books and this thing still came along. What's worse is we need to study &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; lessons from first to fourth quarter in our major and some minor subjects. I can start hitting my head on the wall right now. We'll even have a mock test tomorrow. The only good news about that mock test is that we won't have classes from 7-11. Technically, we do, but we won't have our ordinary lesson days. We don't need to review for the mock test, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt; If we need to, I'm deeeeeeaaaadd. I only brought one thin book and I don't plan on reading it anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWAAAIT. I haven't told you about our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confidence issue&lt;/span&gt; something. I'll narrow it down for you so it'll be clear. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; (Feb. 9th), English class (1:40-3:00), we were having exercises about our lesson which is clauses. While answering and waiting for everyone to finish, our teacher was checking our quizzes about our previous lesson. She noticed that only few were getting a perfect score. She said that the other 2 sections she's also handling had a lot of perfect scores compared to us. She wasn't comparing, I know. I think she was just curious why is that. We answered her like this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"because they're *insert sections here*." &lt;/span&gt;She said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what's the difference?" &lt;/span&gt;We replied again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"they're smarter" &lt;/span&gt;while some said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"section."&lt;/span&gt; So it seemed to her that we were so down on ourselves and we thought the other section was smarter. But really now, we were just kidding in a way. Although, that matter was serious. It's like we were saying we didn't have equal capabilities as students and even as people. She got really disappointed in us and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you don't have confidence in yourselves, you don't deserve me as your teacher. I want my students to think of everyone's capabilities equally."&lt;/span&gt; She didn't say the exact thing, though. Her message was the same. I just didn't say it exactly as it was because I can't remember what she said already. She went out of our classroom without saying goodbye because of what we did. We deserved it anyway. As expected, she told our adviser. Our adviser was disappointed as well. So the next day, (Wednesday) it was our homeroom period and he told our  class president to write down all of my classmates' achievements, prizes in competitions, etc. We didn't have a clue on what the list was for. When 3:40pm came, it was homeroom tiiiiiime. He talked to us about the thing that happened with our English teacher and he taught us some confidence boosting lessons.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bad news&lt;/span&gt;, we haven't made up with our English teacher yet. It's obvious she's still mad at us. I hope we can do something about this soon. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. This post got long real quick. Lol. ENDING! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3003851622642449975?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3003851622642449975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3003851622642449975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3003851622642449975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3003851622642449975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/02/weeeeeird.html' title='Weeeeeird.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6126649517585424748</id><published>2010-02-05T19:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:39:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shh, I'm Excited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/unsnstve.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've waited all week for this day. A day where I won't worry about doing homework because I still have the weekend to cram about such things. How I love Fridays. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my previous posts and noticed that I ALWAYS explained what the title of the post meant. I mean, there's nothing wrong with it. I just want people to understand what the hell my title is about. So maybe I shouldn't explain the title after what I just noticed. You find out the meaning of the title itself. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I came across a really good realization today. I know, it's not normal for me to realize &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serious &lt;/span&gt;things, but this is just quite important for me and maybe for you to know as well. Here it goes... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So we all have secrets right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Exposed or not exposed (yet), we have secrets. Although, even if we call it a secret, we still tell trusted people about it and we trust them to keep it a secret by not telling someone else. But, are we sure that the person we are telling our secrets to really ARE trustworthy? I mean, we sometimes just get shocked that everybody knows about it already. Especially that you are so sure you only told like, 2 people. I'm just saying that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;choose the people that you will trust&lt;/span&gt;. You never know when a backstabber is around. Well anyway, that was just a realization. Which means it has nothing to do with me or neither has it happened to me yet. Hopefully, it never will. I know, another random thought of mine, but it's quite true if I do say so myself. As Spongebob said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A secret is when you secretly tell someone your secret"&lt;/span&gt; LMAO what I said isn't exactly what Spongebob said. Don't blame me for not remembering. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about secrets and random realizations. Two weeks from now or a week from now will be our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high school week&lt;/span&gt;. There will be tons of activities and I'm so excited. Especially for our HS Dance. It's like a huge party for the HS students. The Battle of The Bands finals will happen there and I'm ready. I didn't attend the previous HS dance so I'm even more hyped. AND, this may be a chance to talk to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a person&lt;/span&gt; I really want to talk to. I talk about this person a lot but I never did reveal who he is. I never will. &gt;:) Wtv. Kaaay, have a great weekend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6126649517585424748?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6126649517585424748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6126649517585424748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6126649517585424748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6126649517585424748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/02/shh-im-excited.html' title='Shh, I&apos;m Excited.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7423922538487120363</id><published>2010-02-04T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:01:10.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantabulastical Day, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't really say I was busy this week. I just got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to blog about. :)) Now, I finally do. As the title clearly says, today was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fantabulastical&lt;/span&gt;. It's a random word I heard in a Spongebob commercial while watching iCarly. And if you still don't get it, it's a combination of the words &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fantastic &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt;. KWTV. So you may ask what's so great about today? I don't know either. =)) I KNOW, I'm weird. XD Maybe because we changed our groupings for our English project and my groupmates are good. OR, maybe because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that caught me off guard a bit. Hey, it's not everyday that the person you really want to talk to talks to you first. Especially when that person is so out of your league. Happened to me. Not more than 3 hours ago. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I lost my words again. Here they are. My grades all went down. I have no idea why. NDKNASDFPAOSNDBFOABSPDOFN. So frustrating. I'll be grounded after the PTC for sure. :| I SWEAAAAAR this fourth quarter, I'll rock it. I won't settle for top 5 or not being in the top 10 anymore. *puts game face on* I have two goals to achieve before my sophomore year ends. 1, as I have mentioned, get my grades up as high as possible, 2, *cue silence* I'm gonna be quite secretive about that second one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time everrr, I'll have those questions people put before they end their blog posts. Since I'm bored, I'm gonna put one of those things before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; post ends because it's a little short and boring. ;) Answer through commenting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;What are your plans before this school year ends?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How well did you do this quarter/semester?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7423922538487120363?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7423922538487120363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7423922538487120363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7423922538487120363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7423922538487120363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/02/fantabulastical-day-anyone.html' title='Fantabulastical Day, Anyone?'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-2062456761746004170</id><published>2010-01-29T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:28:59.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash! Bang! RANDOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i885.photobucket.com/albums/ac60/freakingriot/quote-7.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freakingriot.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey hey! It's Friday! *cue streamers and all those party shiz* I can explain the title for once. :)) Topics are gonna be flying here and there so watch out (like I don't always do that)! I have a lot to say and some (or all) are important. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's someone I'm really close to. We have fun sometimes, we jive, and we get along. We're with each other every chance we get. But, I just realized recently that we have almost nothing in common. I'm crazy and loud while he/she is yes, crazy too but not as crazy and loud as I get. About the "nothing in common" thing, it's true. We're complete opposites. She likes all things cute and hates the boyish stuff. I, like some girly stuff but I'm not into the "cute" phase. I know it's not wrong to be friends with a complete opposite but, we always go to the point that we don't have anything to talk about and stuff. In short, awkward silences. I am friends with a complete opposite right now. Best friends, actually. *cough &lt;a href="http://tsukimorikun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kathlyn&lt;/a&gt;*  She's from my previous school and we jive a lot. We like the same stuff but I'm not into the emo thing. No, she doesn't cut her wrists. She just like the black color scheme, so yeah. We accepted our differences and while time flew, we kicked out the "we're complete opposites" thing. We almost became one person or something. We look very different though. :)) Okay, back to the case about the other friend. I think we're growing out of each other. I'm not saying I don't want to be friends with her anymore. It just seems very awkward and sometimes I feel like I don't know her at all. Weird, right? I have friends that aren't that close to me but we jive well. I don't really know why it's not the same with that person. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOTE: I'm not talking about Kathlyn. There's no way in hell I'll feel about her that way. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My never ending crisis with the domain. As I have explained before, I have money in my Paypal account but it's not verified. Why? Duh, I don't have a credit card. I'm 13 for Pete's sake. Maybe this part of this post is just for my "HELP! GET ME A DOMAIN AND I'LL PAY YOU BACK" campaign. Not really a campaign but I really need help. I'm torn between two domain names too. :| Oh well. Let's be patient and wait for my domain hero! :D (I'm too positive sometimes that I scare myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I use to tell you how I loved Math? Guess what? I don't anymore. I just uhm...like it. I treat it like a normal subject now. You may ask why. It's because I lost interest in it after I discovered (after 7 years. *cough*) it's so *insert words that are synonyms with freaking, d@mn, and all the other stuff you say* hard. And I realized my dream job (even if I haven't thought of one yet) should be NOWHERE NEAR Math. I hope so. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't hate Math because of anyone. And neither do I hate it.&lt;/span&gt; It's just that it's not my favorite thing after all these years. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I'm done speaking. I mean typing. Whatever. I hope I said my stuff clearly. Again, TGIF! I'll update some other time. This post is quite long already. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-2062456761746004170?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/2062456761746004170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=2062456761746004170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/2062456761746004170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/2062456761746004170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/flash-bang-random.html' title='Flash! Bang! RANDOM!'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3970990255876175081</id><published>2010-01-26T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:47:36.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7-Peat Broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Tuesday! :D We don't have classes today, and I don't know why. I haven't read the letter they gave us...as always. :)) I finished the layout for my new subdomain. I'm not quite sure if I can keep it very long since I'm near to buying my domain already. Maybe it'll just be my pre-domain site. Here's the link &lt;a href="http://eccentric.crazyanka.com"&gt;eccentric.crazyanka.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's hosted by, of course, yanka of crazyanka.com. Wish me luck to that site of mine. Oh wait, leave me a comment on my first post there or a message on my tagboard here rating eccentric's layout from 1 to 5 (5 is the highest). Thanks. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the title, it's about my religious joining of declamation contests. It started when I was grade 1 until I was a freshman in high school. But this year, I failed to join the contest. Our English teacher chose the people who'll go to eliminations and I wasn't chosen. I wasn't chosen to even go to the eliminations. Gah, I suck. It's a little slap to the face for me. I'm not blaming anyone but myself, though. I broke my 7-year peat. This is a big deal for me even if I know it doesn't make sense. It's just a dumb contest, I know. When I heard our teacher say the qualified people for the eliminations, my heart broke a bit. Good news is, I won't memorize a piece for such a contest. It lessens the work of practicing all day. Oh hell. I can't find a really good side about this situation. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to change the topic. I'm getting annoying just being hard on myself. :)) Anyhoo, I'm curious. Who reads my blog? Leave me a message in my tagboard if you do. I'm just curious. Shane Dawson might be reading my blog and I won't know. LMAOJK. That's too impossible. :)) And for those who are wondering on why I still can't buy a domain, it's because my Paypal isn't verified so I can't use the money I have there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For those who have verified Paypals,&lt;/span&gt; help me, please? I pay you back. Well, this just goes to the people I know. :D Just $1.07. I'll pay back promiiseeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for now. Catch y'all later. :D Wait, check out these channels of the two greatest vloggers I know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/user/ijustine&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/user/otherijustine&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/user/shanedawsontv&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/user/shanedawsontv2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3970990255876175081?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3970990255876175081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3970990255876175081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3970990255876175081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3970990255876175081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/7-peat-broken.html' title='7-Peat Broken.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-4318170124197683930</id><published>2010-01-24T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:28:50.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted Coolness. 8D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay-for-zebras.html"&gt;Previous Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just finished with homework. Technically, I'm not done yet. I got lazy and closed MS Word. Typing reflections for subjects every end of the quarter stinks. Before I start talking about school and the suffering it gives me and every student in the world, I'll start telling y'all stuff that happened. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; (January 19, 2010) - The last day of our 3rd Quarter Periodical Tests. It ended with the forever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epic&lt;/span&gt; subject, Biology. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*throws up*&lt;/span&gt; I never loved Biology. It's important to study, yes. But I don't like it. I despise the memorizations of the things in my 2.5 inches thick book and understanding every bit of it. What's worse is that every quiz and our periodical test are all about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;analysis&lt;/span&gt;. This is really bad because I have a really short attention span. If I don't freaking get the question, I suddenly get super annoyed and just shade A or C. It's been a custom and I don't know and care if it's good or not. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday to Friday&lt;/span&gt; (January 20-22, 2010) - Our teachers showed us the results of our exams. Mine were fair and some were high. In the case of some teachers, they let us check our papers which is a bit lazy of them. No puns intended, though. Maybe they just had a lot of things to do. Yeah. Next day please. This is getting annoying. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; (January 23, 2010) - After days of forcing my dad, he finally allowed me to go with my classmates in my previous school to Enchanted Kingdom. It was a little rough when I asked permission because my dad yelled at me saying it's too risky something something. I actually cried. I miss my friends there so I can. Especially my best friend is coming with. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hugs best friend virtually*&lt;/span&gt; Okay so, I was allowed to go but with a chaperone. But, whatever, at least I got to go. We rode the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Space Shuttle&lt;/span&gt;. HELL IT WAS FUN. I felt like my heart was swallowed by my stomach as we went through the loops. I can't even scream good while twirling. :)) And, we rode the Zorb Ball. It's like a big bubble ball they pump up and put you in it and push you to water. It was so cool rolling around like a hamster. EPIC. =)) But the Space Shuttle was waaaaay more epic than it. Lastly, we rode the Flying Fiesta. Y'know, the flying chairs. =)) It was so worth it waiting in line. 8D Maybe I'll post some pictures when I get to make a Plog. (Photo Blog. Made that term up. XD) Or, maybe check my Facebook soon. Also, check my friend's Facebook too since he got a video of me falling after standing in the Zorb Ball. I call it the EEF. Extremely Epic Fall. I think I used epic 3 times already. Oh, make that 4. :D We arrived home 12am. :)) It was a long trip. We fiddled with my friend's iPhone and iTouch non-stop. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that's enough sharing. :D I have a subdomain in &lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;crazyanka.com&lt;/a&gt; and I'm gonna fix it up soon. It's gonna be my portfolio/blog or something. But nicx-ify will still be my main blog. Ohh, I got my $2.00 from Paypal already. Sadly, I can't buy a domain yet since I need to register a credit card there to buy one. And I don't have a credit card. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shane Dawson replied to me on Twitter&lt;/span&gt;. Some of you may not know him but he's a youtuber. A youtube star, actually. Check out my favorite tweets on twitter to see his reply. :D Love him. :) Okay, I'll stop talking now. Ciao! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-4318170124197683930?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/4318170124197683930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=4318170124197683930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4318170124197683930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4318170124197683930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/enchanted-coolness-8d.html' title='Enchanted Coolness. 8D'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6153573266946763954</id><published>2010-01-16T14:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:30:43.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Zebras!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-there-such-thing-as-lws-already.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/previouspost.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/misery.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week, my cousin and I ordered planners from &lt;a href="http://bahagniharrie.multiply.com/"&gt;bahagniharrie.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt; because we found their planners cute and we didn't have planners for 2010 yet. I don't usually use planners, but now that I've realized that &lt;strong&gt;I'm not that organized&lt;/strong&gt;, I decided to use one. I'm just sharing, though. Maybe some of you want one as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package arrived yesterday and when we opened it, there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free &lt;/span&gt;tarp wallets! Yay! Lol. They're sold @ 100php but we got them for free. :D It's so cute. Lol. They have more designs, actually. Ours is just free so we didn't get to choose what design we liked. :D Anyway, I got some pictures from BNH's multiply so I can show you the cover of my planner and the tarp wallet I got. If you want one for yourself, go to their site! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos belong to:  &lt;a href="http://bahagniharrie.multiply.com/"&gt;bahagniharrie.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/planner.png" class="border" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover of my planner. Yay! Don't you just love the &lt;b&gt;colorful&lt;/b&gt; zebra print? Lmao. For a larger view, click &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/nicx.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/tarp.png" class="border" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the tarp wallets. The one I have is the zebra print design. Mine is yellow. :D Want to supersize your view? Click &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/bigtarp.png"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, eh? :D By the way, I made a "previous post" graphic so you can browse through my posts back and forth. Well, just back. I'm too lazy to make a "next post" graphic or something like that. :)) I thought of making one because this post is just me sharing/bragging. =)) If you're an avid reader of my blog and you don't like me sharing, you can just click that previous post button. :D Before I forget, if you like what you see in this post and would like to order one for yourself, visit BNH's multiply and tell them I sent you. &lt;em&gt;"Hey there, nicx (designer of itsukay) sent me." &lt;/em&gt;Kinda like that. :D Itsukay is my cousin's online shop. Visit it here: &lt;a href="http://itsukay.multiply.com/"&gt;itsukay.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt; I made the layout. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this ends here. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Nicole. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6153573266946763954?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6153573266946763954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6153573266946763954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6153573266946763954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6153573266946763954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/yay-for-zebras.html' title='Yay for Zebras!'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-8154477686854753822</id><published>2010-01-15T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:50:01.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Such A Thing As LWS Already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/song/2.png" alt="CrazYanka.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hurray! It's Friday! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HIF?)&lt;/span&gt; Weird new acronym but if you think about it, TGIF is very common now. Maybe a little more unique approach can be achieved by my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIF&lt;/span&gt;. *snaps out of it* Wait, why am I talking about acronyms again? :)) Anyway, January 15 (today), is the official start of our 3rd Quarter Periodical Tests. *facepalms* *sobs* In short, it's time to hit the books again. If that idiom really meant &lt;strong&gt;hit&lt;/strong&gt; the books, I'll totally do it. Maybe that'll be a good way to manage anger. Not that I'm angry, though. I'll just try it some other time... Or now. &gt;:) (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm totally kidding. Or not. =))&lt;/span&gt;) And, today is also the birthday of my friend. Yay friend! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering what the heck &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LWS&lt;/span&gt; is. I'm sure you know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LSS&lt;/span&gt; right? For defining purposes, it means last song syndrome. It's a made up disease for people who keep singing the last song they heard. Now, LWS is something different. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Word Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;. I got this one and made it up as well. :)) Isn't that weird and neat at the same time? Before I go off topic (again), I'll continue. I'm aware you won't be interested in what word I got LWS on. Well if you must know, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eccentric&lt;/span&gt;. I like the fact that it has lots of Cs. =)) It means the same as crazy or deranged, I think. I know, I know, I'm not making any sense talking about a made-up disease I made up and a word with a lot of Cs. But what can you do? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall make sense. *standing ovation* *sigh of relief* In my last post, I said our laptop was wrecked. It got a virus or something. I think I had something to do with it. :D Anyway, it's fixed now. My cousin even installed a vista theme even if we use XP. Cool, eh? :D I was the first one to use the computer after it was fixed. I needed to check it out before anybody else does. Why? I just wanted to. ;) And, remember in my last post, when I was so shy to face someone after being really obvious? Just read it if you can't relate. Lol. Guess what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got over it!&lt;/span&gt; Not over it, over it. Just over it. I'm not that shy to talk to the person anymore and I don't care what the person already knows. I mean, whatever. What's important is, nothing changed. *thumbs up* More good news is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the people who read my story blog which is so inactive,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I decided to continue it&lt;/span&gt;. I just got really lazy these days and I'm kinda busy. ;) I'm thinking of another twist or something. Better watch out for it! If you haven't read it yet, check it out in this link: &lt;a href="http://destinedtofallx3.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://destinedtofall.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I'm gonna request for a layout for this story blog if I have time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of layouts, I'm using one by Cynna of &lt;a href="http://omona-box.com/"&gt;Omona Box&lt;/a&gt;. I'm still waiting for my personalized layout so this one will be a good temporary layout. Isn't it cute? :] I ran out of things to say. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nicole. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-8154477686854753822?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/8154477686854753822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=8154477686854753822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8154477686854753822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8154477686854753822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-there-such-thing-as-lws-already.html' title='Is There Such A Thing As LWS Already?'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-4779403010556861240</id><published>2010-01-08T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:05:26.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/tania9_13/music.png" alt="CrazYanka.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey. :)) It's been a while since I posted. This week has been very busy. Since we went back from Christmas break, we were boarded with homeworks. What's worse is that our laptop crashed. I haven't been able to plurk, tweet, everythiiiing. :| And it's in the right timing. I have a project due next Monday. I can't imagine how I'll do it without a freaking computer. I'm the group leader as well. This sucks. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to some happenings this week I wasn't able to update y'all with. First, I had a really boring new year. We just ate...and slept. Wtf. :)) But on January 1st morning, we went to our uncle's farm. It was fun and gross watching piglets in their pen. Lmao. They were cute, but they smelled bad. K, enough about the farm. I'm gonna tell a more exciting story. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have told in my previous posts, I have a little crush on my friend's friend. Then, just recently, I found out someone (I used to despise) has a crush on him too. Well, I teased him to her and stuff. But, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakahalata siya&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry for being too obvious, mister. :)) Now, I'm getting too shy to even face him. Lmaoooo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakakailang&lt;/span&gt;. Shiz. :| :)) I want to talk to him but there's something in my gut telling me not to. I mean, what's the use? He doesn't even talk to me. OH YEAH. I mentioned his ex, right? I was next to her during our (forced) GSP training earlier. So intimidating. Argh. She's pretty, I admit. I'm no match to her. Lol. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mahinhin yata siya. Ako, kabaliktaran&lt;/span&gt;. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if I'm changing topics too fast. I'm not that good in transition. :D Anyhows, I've been trying to get a domain EVERYWHERE. Even just a .info will do. I tried joining heartdrops.org's domain competition but I never got lucky. So anybody so very generous enough to buy me one, thanks. :D K, thanks. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saranghae,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;♥ Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-4779403010556861240?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/4779403010556861240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=4779403010556861240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4779403010556861240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4779403010556861240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-5931043510434627376</id><published>2009-12-28T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:44:14.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yadda Yadda.  More Yadda Yadda. And, YADDAAAA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff145/santieatsbabies/iconz/ganj.png" /&gt;           &lt;img src="http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff145/santieatsbabies/iconz/rossmg.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://luxury.parisfalls.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see where I got these icons!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know the title sounds stupid, but I like it that way. Why? Because the phrase YADDA YADDA is just like saying everything in this post very loudly. Simply, I can refer to this post as junk. =)) Not junk junk. Just, junk. :D If you want to continue reading, your choice. But you have been waaaarned. *cue evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally kidding about the first paragraph. I was just thinking of a good introduction then I came up with a stupid one like that. So, yuh-huh. :)) Anyway, I found a new person to look up to... *drum rolls* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine Ezarik&lt;/span&gt;. She's a famous video blogger on Youtube and I saw her channel because my best friend kept on mentioning her and I got curious. :D She's so freakin' funny and random. I have NEVER seen anybody so proud to be crazy, random, and a dork (besides me, ehem). I watched almost half of her videos the first day I saw her channel. Especially the Ask IJ videos. The intro song is really catchy, y'know. Sample? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERYBODY HAS A QUESTION ON THEIR MINDS...HEY HEY, YOU CAN ASK IJ!&lt;/span&gt; Pretty cool, huh? If you want to know what the heck I'm talking about, go here: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/ijustine"&gt;youtube.com/ijustine&lt;/a&gt; and her other channel, &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/otherijustine"&gt;youtube.com/otherijustine&lt;/a&gt;. And I swear to all the Kings of Corn, you'll never regret it. She rocks. Out Loud. \m/ Oh yeah, here's her blog: &lt;a href="http://tastyblogsnack.com/"&gt;tastyblogsnack.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://ijustine.com/"&gt;ijustine.com&lt;/a&gt;. Both links just lead to one site so I don't know why I posted two links. K, whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm chatting with my schoolmate who is a guy (that detail was so inappropriate) and he gave me this link that leads to a video in Youtube. It's a song about Seoul, Korea sung by Super Junior and SNSD. To see it, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gnEmS7XHbmg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There are loads of quotable quotes for all of you KPOP lovers out there. Better go watch it. Right now. If you won't and don't wanna, just don't. :D AND, this dude that gave me that link just proved me wrong about one thing: guy guys (I mean straight guys) can love KPOP too. He knows more than I do which is weird. LMAO. Kidding. He's a new friend. Sharing, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering WTFH those icons are about? The starbucks icon, I had my starbucks fix earlier (SM North Edsa Starbucks) while waiting for my dad. I was so tired and bored he asked me if I wanted to stay at Starbucks for awhile. Maybe that "I'm so bored" expression was really obvious on my face. Oh welllll. I got my Chocolate Cream Chip Grande. 8D Okay, the cookie monster icon means nothing. I just found it cute. =)) Soooooooo, I'm ending this entry. Byeeeee. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saranghae,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-5931043510434627376?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/5931043510434627376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=5931043510434627376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5931043510434627376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5931043510434627376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/12/yadda-yadda-more-yadda-yadda-and.html' title='Yadda Yadda.  More Yadda Yadda. And, YADDAAAA.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff145/santieatsbabies/iconz/th_ganj.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-5463964690292710929</id><published>2009-12-21T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:00:59.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nights With A Chance of Boredom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/icons/insult/shutup.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey hey! I'm back. Welcome to the world of Christmas Break. With your host, Nicx. *Snaps out of it* Okay, this break is becoming super duper extremely kadooper boring to the umpteenth power. I have nothing to do around here. Maybe after a week I'll start talking to myself. =)) Please don't let me do that. I need something to do. *opens eyes real wide and looks to the side*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as promised, I'll give some updates on what happened last Friday (Paskuhan and Christmas party if you don't know). Well, to break it down to you a little bit earlier, it RUCKED. Some had their good moments and some had their worst.*ehem* What's a party without pictures, right? We took lots of pictures during the games and after the exchange gift part. The class love teams had their own photoshoot. Of course, they were forced. Some really had a past (a really ugly one) and some were just plain unreal. It's normal, yeah I know. I loved the "pull the person involved in a love team near to the other person in the love team to take a picture involuntarily" parts. And that part is the part wherein I love taking pictures of. I get the "please don't pull me there I'm desperate please help me" faces. Speaking of taking pictures, I took a picture with my Junior crush. BUT GUESS WHAT. It turned out very horribly. I forgot to fix my hair and ended up looking like a hobo in the picture. Worse, my friend used the flash so, yeah it got worse. WORST, she posted it in Facebook and there is a 1000000% chance that the world will see it. How fortunate am I, right? :| On the bright side, at least I stood an inch from my Junior crush. Well, our arms touched so, at least I was happy for like 30 seconds. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where was I? Oh, the christmas party. The games were a bit boring and I didn't join any. I was busy. :)) The Paskuhan was said to start at 7pm (which it did) and the party ended at 12 noon. So me and 11 other classmates went to TriNoma. We watched Avatar. IT WAS SO COOL. I loved the plot. Very created indeed. 8D Jake Sully for the win! We were teasing my friend Patricia on our way home on the jeepney because it was just her 6th time riding one. Us? We can't count it. LOL. She was like a scared 8 year old (which is cute since she's really pretty) and our classmate likes her. YEE. :"&gt; I already gave him my blessing so it's up to him whether he'll court her or not. Not caring. :)) The clock struck 7 and we arrived at UST. No reception. ARGH. It was freaking hard to send texts and call. We went to the grandstand with like, only 9 of us. But it was fun too. :)) And my previous crush was there. He looked cool. But I don't care e-e-e-e-e. =))) Miriam Quiambao was there (host) and some bands. I went home 10:30 so I didn't see the fireworks and the rest of the performers (aww). Well anyway, fun day was that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post! :)) I used the layout made by Betina months ago. Thanks again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicxxxx. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-5463964690292710929?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/5463964690292710929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=5463964690292710929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5463964690292710929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5463964690292710929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-nights-with-chance-of-boredom.html' title='Late Nights With A Chance of Boredom.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7632305591305468623</id><published>2009-12-14T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:26:34.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cliche As Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://kookyfookx.net/movietvbookgraphics/mostersinc.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kookyfookx.net/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;From&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 14, 2009 . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Greetings. :)) Anyway, I just watched 2 performances in our Battle of The Bands program at school today. It was getting late and I don't want to be reprimanded for going home late. I'm not that of a rebel, y'know. It's just today that I found out my classmate has a band. Come on. How dumb of me not to be aware. xD They were good, though. BUT, my classmate's voice was not very perfect to be a vocalist. Just saying. :) I captured a video of the second performance I was able to watch. But I did saw my new friend there. Guitarist guy. I'm currently uploading the video I made of them. Too bad I only got a video of their perform since I went home early. K, k. Next topic. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that the girl I was ranting about last week has been suspected to have some sort of sickness I won't mention. =)) I won't say she deserves it 'coz nobody deserves to be sick like that. I hope she'll become well soon so this shizz between us will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From now, December 16, 2009 . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to prolong the post I made previously because it was...too short. Anyway, today is a very great day. I talked to #1 and managed to hang out with #1 not as awkwardly as always (which is good). And, #2 talked to me, which is a first, and also good. =)) While #3, well, I just saw #3, no big deal. Haha. :)) #s 1, 2, and 3, aren't the only reasons why this day is great. They're just 40% of the reason. I don't know, I just, love it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we sponsored a mass today. It's our project for Values Ed. We had to come to school at 5:30 in the morning to prepare stuff for the 6AM mass. The guard opened the gate for us at like, 5:40? The lights were still off and there were only at least 10 of us there at that time. The funny thing was, every time we heard a sound, we'll run off that hall screaming. That was so hilarious and so fun at the same time. =)) We all knew there was nothing scary but we all still got frightened and ran. Some of us even dropped our bags while on the run. :)) After the big rush, we sit on the floor catching our breath. xD The clock struck 6 and the mass started. The assigned acolyte in our mass was late. I kept texting him but he was so slow. :| We started without him so my other classmate volunteered to be the substitute. Good thing the priest was nice and guided us throughout the mass. Because duh, who would be energetic at 6am sponsoring a mass wherein you woke up at like 4am and slept at 11. =)) We did get good comments though. Our V.E teacher said that we had the loudest voice while singing than all the other masses sponsored by the other sections. That's good right? I hope so. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our second to the last day before our Christmas party. I think we'll go to Trinoma (along with the other Benedictines) while waiting for the Paskuhan. :) Update y'all on that next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7632305591305468623?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7632305591305468623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7632305591305468623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7632305591305468623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7632305591305468623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/12/give-me-another-rockin-beat-dj.html' title='Cliche As Ever.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-497371039246049870</id><published>2009-12-11T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:27:27.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Shalala. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://kookyfookx.net/movietvbookgraphics/happiness.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kookyfookx.net/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all my ranting yesterday, I feel better now. Y'know, tension is released, blah blah blah. As the graphic says, happiness is a teardrop away. You need to experience some kind of sadness or suffering before attaining happiness. Just so you know how to deal with it the proper way. Anyhoo, I've been really talkative these days. This is my third post for the week. Idk, a lot of things to blog about, maybe? Well, it's good that my life IS worth blogging about. (at least I think it is. it is, right?) Before I forget, I have TTS (things to share). Okay, lame acronym. But whatever, let me proceed. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last month, I saw this guy walking across the corridors. Idk why but I liked his big eyes. =)) He WAS taken that time so I didn't bother to have some kind of crush on him. He's cute, fair skin, RIGHT height (by right height, i mean, not too tall, not too small), etc. He seems nice when I saw him. :D I didn't know he was close to my classmate who is also a close friend of mine. I told her about the guy (still unaware that they were close) and said that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tutulungan niya ko&lt;/span&gt;. I was so hesitant because like I said, he's freaking taken, and also, I'm shy. LOL. =)) But still, she wanted to help me. And still, I was so hesitant. I want to, but, I'm just like, "PSSH. Never mind." So there, she introduced me to him (that was a very awkward moment. let's not forget to mention, it was so random and unexpected. haha) Then after, she started teasing me when he passes by or when he is there, it's okay, nothing bad at all. THEN, she slipped. No, not slipped as in fell down or something.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nadulas siya&lt;/span&gt;. She told the guy accidentally about the thing I have about him. Haha! I think he just said Okay. We started texting because she gave me his number and told me to text him. Since I'm a very obedient girl, I texted him. =)) He replied and sadly, he was going to sleep already that time. I IM-ed him and asked if my friend told him anything. He didn't remember so I said "nevermind." But he was so persistent and asked my friend. Again, my friend said he was so freaking persistent so she told him...AGAIN. He IM-ed and texted me saying he knew what I was talking about. I felt my heart beat fast. REVELATIONS, baby. :)) I just made excuses so he won't believe it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayoko lang magkaroon ng ilangan &lt;/span&gt;between us. :) I want to be friends, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, days before that event, I found out that he and his girlfriend were through. I don't have much of an idea why but, they were through. I don't want to know why. :) BUT, even if they're through, I still won't make any move. EVEN IF, we are kind of friends now, even if we text, we chat, and everything. To be friends with him is my only intention. Whatever happens is in God's hands already. Let Him take the wheel. :) I hope to accomplish my mission. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-497371039246049870?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/497371039246049870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=497371039246049870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/497371039246049870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/497371039246049870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-shalala.html' title='Happy, Shalala. :)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-86112545853314490</id><published>2009-12-10T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:57:10.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Should Just, DIE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/30w10jt.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://17thcenturyantic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Graphic Source: Anna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OKAY OKAY. Get ready for serious ranting, folks. If I say some really vulgar words, don't blame me. Blame that lying whore who made me feel this way. Don't read this if you're not me and 13 below. K, thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, earlier, I was with my classmates to practice for our music presentation which was moved to Monday. While having quick breaks Friend 1, Friend 2, and I were talking about this girl we know. She made a GM, we received it, and that's how the conversation started. So anyway, Friend 1 told me that this girl was ruining me (my reputation) to my teacher. She was telling him that I don't respect her at all and I always contradict with her BRIGHT ideas. Well, first and foremost, YES, I don't like her. I fucking hate her attitude. She's too bossy and stuff. AND, she takes over everything which we should ALL do. I know our class may be irresponsible at times but, we have what it takes. As a part of the class, it's a responsibility for me to help in making the class better. So, I need to bring out my ideas, wait to be approved, and see what happens. Yes, it's her job to make all the planning and lead, but, she can't freaking blame me if people like my ideas better than hers SOMETIMES. You don't need to be bitter. I'm doing it for the class, dude. I don't give a damn about how popular or accepted I can be. What's important is our class does good stuff. Now, this is important: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the problems we have with each other should be solved between us. Nobody else should be involved. Who knows? If we talk about this, it can be solved. Talking makes everything make sense. You don't need to put others in the scene.&lt;/span&gt; Well, I'm just saying. I know you hate me. On the contrary, I hate you too. After all the things you did, WITHOUT EVEN TALKING TO ME ABOUT THIS, go to freaking hell. I'll do my thing and you do yours. It's really hard for me to take that just for the fact that you're mad at me, you're forcing other people to think the same way and reject me. Fail me. Hate me. What the hell is wrong with you? I love everyone in my class, but you, you make me think otherwise. And, you don't have any proof that I'm disrespecting you. GAHH. I don't need to explain myself to you. Sure, we can take this to the office. I don't careeeee. Ask our other classmates. Why do you involve them too? You have a problem with all of us? Then go the hell out of this class. If you think we're nothing without you. Think again, bitch. MAYBE, we don't need you at all. MAYBE, we don't need that kind of attitude present in our class. These are all MAYBEs, okay? It's up to you if you agree. The next time I see you, the minute after my eyes lay on you, you won't have a head anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, for the people from my class, if you're reading this, I'm really sorry for acting like this. It's just too much for me to take. Imagine, I WAS friends with her. How fucking stupid of me. LASTLY, it's up to ALL of you to figure out who is that girl I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Takes a low bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-86112545853314490?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/86112545853314490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=86112545853314490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/86112545853314490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/86112545853314490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-should-just-die.html' title='You Should Just, DIE.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/30w10jt_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3538409745220763755</id><published>2009-12-09T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:00:03.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From The Suburbs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i722.photobucket.com/albums/ww222/prsflls/graphics/qb1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parisfalls.net/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heyya, nicx-ify! I can't believe I haven't posted anything for almost a month. I got my eyes set on vividskye for a while but I realized, I loved nicx-ify more. :) I've decided to leave vividskye for a while until I get a domain. If I ever get one. :)) Anyhow, after the days I haven't posted, a lot of things happened to me. I won't redirect you to vividskye because I'd like to tell it all HERE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ehem* Last weekend, we had our camping at Camp Allen in Laguna. And heck, it was so boring. It only caused me sunburn and the experience of not bathing for a day after smelling like burnt coal. I so loved our camping last year more. It was worth paying Php1600 last year. It was so fun and all. Jam-packed with activities. While this one, it just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucked&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry for being too harsh but it's so true. Ask my classmates. They'll proudly complain at everything they did to us there and compare it to our previous camping. IKR. =)) Although, I did get to cook rice in bamboo, but was it really necessary to smell like smoky sausages just to do it? It was SO HARD to get the flame up. So having no choice, we just cooked rice in a pot rather than not eating anything. :D That night, we almost went through a bravery test. You know, when they blindfold you and make you do stuff. Scary stuff. We were all so thankful it was already 11pm so the activity wasn't able to push through. Imagine having like 150 sleepyheads blindfolded making their way through a camp. xD The next day, we had our amazing race. It was so tiring. We needed to use a compass and we got lost a lot of times. The navigations were so confusing and running all over the camp trying to find our next stop was even more tiring. We had to do a task wherein 5 members must jump rope 5 consecutive times without stopping or tripping. That took us like, 30 minutes. Good thing we made a strategy which helped us FINALLY get to our next stop. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough about camping. I just get pretty annoyed when I talk about that crazy ol' experience. :D Anyhoo, I'm getting so pissed off with the Filipinos who made Nobody by Wonder Girls an anthem in our country. FCUK. I've heard it play here for like 12037120347120397103710 times already. I want to staple my ears shut whenever I hear the song. And take note, I liked that song last summer. After it became a "hit" in the Philippines, man, count me OUT. However, I'm not over KPOP. I still love KPOP but I'm getting sick of those people who make KPOP as "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mga kantang pang-masa&lt;/span&gt;" because if they make it that way, the song will lose its uniqueness and all. AND FOR THE LOVE OF MACARONI AND CHEESE, don't TRY to be "obsessed" with KPOP if you don't even know a single thing about it. Some are just too F.C with Korea's songs that it just doesn't work and it doesn't look good anymore. Well, the Wonder Girls and 2NE1 may be flattered by our welcoming of our country to their songs but PLEASE OH PLEASE. Don't overuse them. Not to the point that we'll hear it five hundred billion times a day and throughout a show we're watching. Don't take this as an insult, please. Take this as &lt;b&gt;Friendly Advice&lt;/b&gt;. *plays I Don't Care by 2NE1 on her cellphone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPETITIONS. The headline of the week. We've got the YTP (Young Thomasian Personality) contest, Christmas Carol Contest, YTI (Young Thomasian Idol) contest, etc. etc. Our school has been bombarded contests that even the ones not involved our stressed. I haven't attended a single practice for our Christmas Carol presentation (I don't have an LTP. Haha.) and it just gets more stressful when it comes to deadlines. All the contests are happening at the same weeks and some at the same days. Good luck to the active members of the community who joined every single contest. Have great sleepless nights. :)) Well, I just mentioned that so you have an idea on how stressed we all are this week. xD ANYWAY, because of my comeback on NIcx-ify, I changed the layout to something simple. I hope y'all like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly and really yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3538409745220763755?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3538409745220763755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3538409745220763755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3538409745220763755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3538409745220763755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-from-suburbs.html' title='Back From The Suburbs.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i722.photobucket.com/albums/ww222/prsflls/graphics/th_qb1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7142775849757018097</id><published>2009-11-11T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:31:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Romance. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back in nicx-ify! :) Well, I've been busy with my new subdomain. &lt;a href="http://vividskye.luved.net/"&gt;vividskye.luved.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click it if you want. I made the header of my layout. The rest is by some a site I can't remember. Just check the credits. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, intramurals is overr. Bad news, we didn't win a lot. Good news? I don't have any. (Do I hear an "aww" over there? xD) This week (and possibly this year) will be a complete disaster because of some people. I'm not gonna give clues or anything. All I ask for is for them to please shut up and keep to themselves what they know. I don't hate them or anything. It just sucks when they do stuff. :)) And by stuff, I mean *insert what they do here*. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll have a hard time updating 2 blogs at the same time. I'll just interchange it. One entry per week. I'll just try. I'm not sure since I'm so busy these days. Homeworks are starting to pile up in front of our faces. Especially my grades for second quarter went down. DOWN. Meaning, there is a 100000000% possibility that I won't be in our ranking this quarter. AGH. I shouldn't have been so lazy. So this quarter, I won't be lazy anymore. I swear. Hold that thought while I update my Twitter and Plurk status. *2 seconds later* Now where was I? Oh yes, I'm gonna be lazy this quarter. What? I said I wasn't going to be lazy? That's crazy talk. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go. Sorry for such a short entry. My dad just arrived. He didn't buy me my Gtec. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of L-O-V-E. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7142775849757018097?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7142775849757018097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7142775849757018097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7142775849757018097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7142775849757018097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-romance.html' title='Bad Romance. ;)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6845455262307744900</id><published>2009-11-06T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:17:14.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realizations Make or Break You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://think-x.info/images/original/icons/icon16.png" /&gt;           &lt;img src="http://think-x.info/images/original/icons/11.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://think-x.info/"&gt;Icons Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TGIF everybodyy. Just went online. My brother was editing pictures for his online portfolio. Okay okay so anyway, tomorrow will be our field trip. At Earth Haven I think? Yeah yeah, earth haven. I didn't prepare anything yet. Yay! Good luck to me for the remaining hours. :)) And to give you a hint, I need to prepare a lot of things because we'll go mud crawling, swimming, and all the other shiz we'll be doing. Whatever, not excited. Oh wait. I am excited. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so earlier, all sophomores gathered in the auditorium and we watched an awesome movie. It was about a father and his two kids dying and having the mother left alive. The three go to heaven while the mother commits suicide and goes to hell. The father portrayed by Robin Williams, went out of heaven to go to hell to save his wife which was sweet. It was a bit gross 'coz the people in hell were CRAZY. They tipped over the boat which was brought by Robin's character. The more weird part was when he was walking and stepping on heads and one head said "SON!" and he said "DAD?" but turns out the head was kidding. Laugh trip much? :)) No wonder he's in hell. Liar. xD It's too bad I forgot the title because I'll totally recommend you to watch it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll explain the title. :D Y'all know that I've been trying to change my 'tude right? Because of certain 'events' last year that I don't want to happen again. I'm scared that I'm becoming a goody-goody-two-shoes. Hope not. I'm becoming less talkative and stuff. Well, except when I'm with close friends, of course. One of the main reasons for this freaky realization is that I see my old self in one of my classmates. Noticing that having that attitude in this new environment is okay, I want to change back. Weird right? Although, I'm not willing to take the risk. It sucked to be hated by people so I won't let history repeat itself. And trust me, history is NOT  pretty. I'm so confused. Sometimes I want to say something that the old me would say but something in me stops it from blurting out. It sucks sometimes but I think it's for the better. I THINK. I'm not sure. So that's the dumb part. I'm not sure. Shoot. I need a psychiatrist. Kidding. :)) I'm not crazy. I'M NOT CRAZY! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a little talkative now. Ending this post! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beatriz. (bee-yuh-treez)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6845455262307744900?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6845455262307744900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6845455262307744900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6845455262307744900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6845455262307744900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/11/realizations-make-or-break-you.html' title='Realizations Make or Break You.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3623340821385154050</id><published>2009-11-03T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:10:23.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/d57c5734.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crazy daaaay. Everything I was so scared about was gone in a snap. But somewhat I think these are all fake and preparing me for a worse tomorrow. I mean, come on, things don't just go away. It kinda sucks but it rocks in some ways too. I don't know. I'm as confused as I always am. Life has been so unpredictable since the "change" I wouldn't mention in my previous posts. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I have something to ask. Did you ever feel that you have to beat someone at their own game? Even if that game is something you're really not good at? Of course I'm asking 'coz I feel that way. I feel I'm stupid for just feeling like this. It's like I'm losing who I really am just to satisfy me with myself. Weird but true. I'm judging myself. That's normal, right? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, this week will be busy. Obviously, all portfolios for the second quarter are gonna be due by the end of the week and thankfully I have done at least something. I wonder if my teachers will stand reading my reflections which for me just says "yadda yadda yadda". :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping to another topic (is it obvious that I ran out of things to say?), I deleted my previous post. I just happen to hurt the feelings of people unintentionally by not choosing the appropriate words. Dayuum. I apologized a gazillion times but as they say, sorry is the hardest word. It really is. Gosh. I can't believe YM, Facebook, and SMS were such an easy places to say sorry in. But face-to-face, personally, it's like there's something holding you back from saying the word. Eek. Imagine me calling that person thinking I could say it then suddenly saying "oh, nothing. nevermind" just because I was too chicken to say it. And after silently sinking back to my seat, I decide to say it again. For the second time around, I chicken out. Argh. I need counselling in saying sorry, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will end this post now. Got a lot of things to do. Thanks for reading. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Someone with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SORRIOPHOBIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3623340821385154050?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3623340821385154050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3623340821385154050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3623340821385154050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3623340821385154050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-it-up.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry?'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/th_d57c5734.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-4141615221920963512</id><published>2009-10-28T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:09:09.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Holding On If It's Worth It. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, was good-bad-dumb-great day. Confusing? Yeah it is. But it's true. Wanna know why? Of course you do. Unfortunately, since I know the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole world&lt;/span&gt; will get to see this post, nevermind. Lol. Just ask me in private if you want. I'm a bit cautious to post it. I don't want ALL of you to know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, earlier when we were practicing for our jazz chant. You can see that we absolutely did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;want to practice. We were so sloppy until finally one of our groupmates said "Ayaw niyo magpractice no?" We all looked at each other and once again, our groupmate said "Sino bang gusto? Hahaha." Then all of us laughed. We practice for only an hour or something. While the other sections and other groups were practicing maybe until now. LMAO. Laziness rules! :)) Good luck to us tomorrow. And by that, I really mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD, GREAT, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERCIFUL&lt;/span&gt; luck. I hope and pray we'll do at least good enough to get a good grade. I don't expect much 'coz, yeah. Now you know. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On exactly October 30th, 2009, it's our freaking sembreak y'all! The down side is it'll only last for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX DAYS.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX DAYS.&lt;/span&gt; WTH. Haha. I complain too much. Well at least we're lucky enough to even have sembreak. Some schools don't. Sorry, dudes. Better luck next time. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog layout. Idk. I just wanted to use it. Weird huh? xD I'll change it again next time. I'll try to make my own theme. I said try. Try, people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-4141615221920963512?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/4141615221920963512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=4141615221920963512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4141615221920963512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4141615221920963512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/10/keep-holding-on-if-its-worth-it.html' title='Keep Holding On If It&apos;s Worth It. ;)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3457842247686522903</id><published>2009-10-23T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:23:03.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Drama For Me. :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/song/notwho.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got home. Whew! The heck of a week this has been. I'm lucky I have the time to make this post. I missed twitter, plurk, and of course, this blog right here. This week has not only been busy. It has been really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;annoying, disappointing, frustrating&lt;/span&gt; week so far of my sophomore life. I'm annoyed with the other members of my group in our jazz chant. They are so sloppy and they don't follow directions which makes our presentation also sloppy. I'm disappointed since our adviser caught me and my classmate talking to each other while having a quiz. We didn't do anything bad. He's just too sensitive. What's worse is he mentioned my name to the entire class and started saying some speech which involved trust and something like that. Grr. Last but not the least, I'm frustrated at two people. They actually don't like each other so which proves they both are very frustrate-able. :)) Both of them are, how can i sound it out? Uhm. They're too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flirty&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not saying why or in what way. Let's just put it like that. No questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this coming Monday will be our exam week. I'm so nervous since Math is the first subject. :| I really suck at math this quarter which is a bit surprising because I love Math. Can I be more pissed at myself? Gah. I'm so freaking stupid. I'll study so hard this weekend. Well, maybe not too hard. I might strain myself. :)) Saturday is time to hit the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really must stop talking about school. xD Btw, I'm so having the LSS over Jay Sean's song. It's entitled down. Baby even if the sky is falling down down down. :D I love the lyrics and the beat. Listening to it now. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time suckers. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Beatriz. (my second name. yes. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3457842247686522903?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3457842247686522903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3457842247686522903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3457842247686522903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3457842247686522903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-much-drama-for-me.html' title='Too Much Drama For Me. :]'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7824468443976789140</id><published>2009-10-12T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T16:18:06.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much To Do. So Little Time. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The title says it all. I'm too dang busy. See? I can't even get the time to put a graphic before this post. Bummer. (Or, maybe I'm just too lazy to)I've been really busy this week. You know, after the one week break, we have been loaded with stuff to do. I understand but right now, the amount of work they give us isn't for ordinary people anymore. :)) Nah, just kidding. But it IS really tiring. Trust me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I signed up at some pay to click sites. You know, where you click advertisements and earn about $.01 dollars per click? It is worth the clicking 'coz you really do earn. :D And I plan on buying something (domain. ehem.) when I earn enough cash. It's kinda hard though. I need make like, 10 clicks to make a cent. Oh well. :)) Good things come to those who wait,right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I didn't know I had a lot of things to tell you. :) Me and my friends are so pissed with our classmate. She clings to every boy you see in the corridor. Especially the ones my friends like. It's annoying for me too since messing with my friends is messing with me as well. We're already coming up with something to bring her down. But before that, I found something about this someone. She used to be a total LOSER. I actually can't believe it at first but I realized because of her attitude, she deserved to be. Maybe she's trying to make a change in her HS life. Whatever. She sucks anyway. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Random. Random. Things are just coming in and out of my head. I feel a bit dizzy. xD  I need to start on my Bio homework but I just don't want to xD Yay for laziness! ;) Fine, I'll start my homework now. Not because I want to. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7824468443976789140?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7824468443976789140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7824468443976789140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7824468443976789140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7824468443976789140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='So Much To Do. So Little Time. :)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-9020407082957572100</id><published>2009-10-01T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:24:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Not Your Robots, Missy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i885.photobucket.com/albums/ac60/freakingriot/graphics/55.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freakingriot.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesternight(word from Julia :D), I was in a conference with some friends talking about some topic that I'm too lazy to mention. Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;, being the "leader", is being all dramatic on us acting like we don't care what he/she says. Honestly, the more she acts like that, sooner or later, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we will actually NOT care what you say&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, who wants and needs drama? We need to voice out opinions here. Philippines? Free country?  Freedom of speech? Now you get me. Those who are also involved here, you know what I'm talking about. As the title says, we are not your robots. You just lead us-not control us. Capiche? If you're that someone and you're reading this, I'm sorry. Sorry I'm not up for your drama. I won't continue since I might say anything worse. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, right now, I'm watching an iCarly TV movie something. iDate A Bad Boy is the title. It's at the part when Spencer went home after getting some food he didn't even want (LOL) and saw Carly and Griffin (the bad boy) kissing on the couch. He was like screaming for 30 seconds. XD I have no idea why I'm sharing this. Oh well. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this, is what I want to share. I'm making a new graphic resource site with capacityy.net as a host. It's still not up but I'll tell you as soon as it is. Any suggestions for my layout? :D Wordpress people. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired of typing. But before I end this, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;, we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; your robots. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicoooole. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-9020407082957572100?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/9020407082957572100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=9020407082957572100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/9020407082957572100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/9020407082957572100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-not-your-robots-missy.html' title='We&apos;re Not Your Robots, Missy.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i885.photobucket.com/albums/ac60/freakingriot/graphics/th_55.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-270718683436657936</id><published>2009-09-28T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:37:26.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me A Break, Ondoy. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/inspratn/mistake.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rain pours non-stop, neighborhoods are submerged in water, many people are in need of rescuing. No, this isn't any hurricane. It's just a freaking typhoon named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ondoy&lt;/span&gt; here in the Philippines. As dumb as the name sounds, the dumber and freaking horrible what it did is. I don't want to post pictures since I just don't want to. It's too horrible, dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family is worried about their missing friends and those who need rescuing. How I wish I had something to give them and maybe help in finding those people. I thank God so much for not involving us in any of the drastic effects this typhoon. Our house didn't get flooded, our electricity didn't get cut. I am so thankful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also proud of my school, University of Santo Tomas for putting up a small program called&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Donation Drive&lt;/span&gt; which encourages their students and immediate family members to donate and help give relief goods to the victims of the said typhoon. My school, being in Espana, Manila, was also affected. If you can only see the pictures. The water I think is, up to the waist? I don't know. I didn't dare visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Patricia, sacrificed going to Katy Perry's concert for the sake of her heart condition right now and to help the victims of Ondoy. The ticket price of like 8,000 can give a big help. I actually joked about just giving me the tickets. LOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we could all learn from this disaster. We should clean the drainage of our streets and stop throwing trash everywhere we want. This can prevent flood because the drainages will not be clogged and can get the water. This can not only benefit others, also yourself. :) God bless the Philippines and please continue to pray for all the victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-270718683436657936?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/270718683436657936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=270718683436657936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/270718683436657936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/270718683436657936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/give-me-break-ondoy-p.html' title='Give Me A Break, Ondoy. :P'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6079833959337824511</id><published>2009-09-25T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:03:27.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't Fall To Pieces. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/song/5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FINALLY! I have the time to make a blog post. This week, quizzes and projects have been flying here and there so I'm relieved that finally I am making this post. :) I just requested &lt;a href="http://sheisbetina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Betina&lt;/a&gt; to make a layout for destinedtofallx3. Can't wait to make chapter 2. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really love Facebook now. Why? It supplied me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of information that people kept hiding from me. Guess what suckers, I know. They just were surprised when I suddenly brought THAT topic up. Inside I was ROFL. If you see how they denied everything I said you'll be to. Oyea. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the title? Yeah. I don't want to break and fall to pieces. So, I have to make awesome choices. I learned that making choices without even thinking them through is so stupid. After saying something you'll just go "Shoot. What have I done. I *insert horrible situation you've got into by making the wrong choice*" And I swear, saying that does not feel good. It's like you failed elementary all over again. Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the mood to do a lot of things since I haven't been online for ALMOST a week which is like not drinking for days. Blogging is my fuel. No questions asked, please? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go make chapter 2! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6079833959337824511?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6079833959337824511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6079833959337824511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6079833959337824511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6079833959337824511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wont-fall-to-pieces-p.html' title='I Won&apos;t Fall To Pieces. :p'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1034208809219896897</id><published>2009-09-18T18:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:30:31.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Alright, Okay. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/song/trustme.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before anything else, I'm advertising my story blog (YAAAAY!). Here's the freaking link. :D&lt;a href="http://destinedtofallx3.blogspot.com/"&gt; http://destinedtofallx3.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I promise to post chapter one if I get more readers. I already have a story in mind. Gonna start on it after posting this. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem* TGIF! This week has been a good but dramatic one. Problems with friends (which are already fixed :D) and endless quizzes that I may have failed in. This week I have been so 'lax. Idk. I just didn't have the initiative to, you know, MOVE. :D I'll try to stop being like that this coming week because I'm already experiencing the consequences. Boohoo. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to do with graphic designing or anything related to that. Hmm. YEAH. I'm now starting to learn BASIC CSS. I want to make my own layout and not be dependent on my OL friends on making me one. It feels great knowing you did your own layout right? So I'm learning. If I make my own layout within this week, I'll start taking requests and everything. Until I get paid ones so I can get my own domain. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped typing this for about 30 minutes. xD I was checking my Facebook then I came across these videos of my batchmates where they are saying goodbye to their previous classmate because he's going abroad. They love him so much. Although idk him, it's still very touching. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gonna get started with chapter oneeee. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1034208809219896897?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1034208809219896897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1034208809219896897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1034208809219896897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1034208809219896897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-alright-okay.html' title='Its Alright, Okay. :)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-8750271680682399231</id><published>2009-09-16T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:25:41.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Worth It? YES. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/song/secondbest.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohaider dear readers. (Man, that a suckish intro for me.) So yeah, it is so boring in here that I can't do anything except review for the Math quiz tomorrow which I don't plan to do. The lesson is so freaking hard that even our top 1 in class doesn't freaking care anymore. See? :D And I don't care either because even if I do study, I know I'll flunk anyway. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm planning on making a story blog because ideas have been popping into my head and I want to express them in a way. I already thought of a name. Just watch out for it, people! ;) Its about two girls that... SECRET! xD No spoiling even if I love spoiling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS. About the math quiz thingo, my friend Marian taught me a simple method to solve CRAE. Oh yeaaaaaaaa. I hope this can help me pass the quiz. Even if it's not a high score. I just need to pass it. :D Goodbye sweet sweet grade of 93. x3 Hello to 80 something grade. Lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHNOZE. I'm gettin lazy. Gonna make the prologue for my story blog. SEE YA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-8750271680682399231?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/8750271680682399231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=8750271680682399231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8750271680682399231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8750271680682399231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-it-worth-it-yes.html' title='Is It Worth It? YES. ;)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7834206262036268845</id><published>2009-09-11T18:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:02:48.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Yeah. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/inspratn/happywrong.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I so love the graphic. It is so related with what is up with me now. Sharing? :))) Anyway, today has been cool. There's not much homework given and the card distribution will be on Sunday. Hope I don't mess up and not end up in the top ten. I'll keep my fingers crossed. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, about the graphic. I'm now starting to, uhm, &lt;i&gt;move on &lt;/i&gt;and stuff like that. I realized that all these shizz does not concern me being problematic about. Back off. &lt;b&gt;Its not wrong to be happy when I know that I deserve to be.&lt;/b&gt; I know, what I said was really cliche but its true. I don't give any sh*t anymore to what they do. Go on, do your thing. And I'll be doing mine better. I'll just smile like everything is okay. Only one favor though, NEVER EVER involve me in any of the shit you will do. I'm done with you and I don't want anything bad to come my way again. Done. Overwith. The END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, while typing this, I'm browsing the blogs of my friends. I saw that their blog posts were so long. And look, my posts are like, 4 paragraphs only. I got jealous so here I am, trying to bring out everything in my head to satisfy my childish self. xD I'm thinking of things to share raitnao. I remembered something earlier now I forgot what it is so I'm trying to recall it. What a waste of 50 characters. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, now I remember. My friend from my previous school is having her birthday today. Happy birthday Geraldine A! :) Her blog is here: &lt;a href="http://ladymorii.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ladymorii.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Greet her in her tagboard. Tell me I was behind it. xD I miss her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raitnaooo, I'm reading the posts in &lt;a href="http://fmylife.com/"&gt;FML&lt;/a&gt;. And duuude, what happened to these people reeks. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Today, I decided I would finally get up and weed our front yard. After a long couple of hours, I was hot and sweaty and decided to jump in the pool, with all my clothes on, just for fun. Right as I was in the air doing a cannon ball, my blackberry started to ring from my pocket... FML&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sucks right? I will so bawl my eyes out if in that very moment when I knew it will be the end for my blackberry. Not like I have a blackberry, though. :D I read 7 pages now and a page has like 15? Its so cool &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kasi&lt;/span&gt;. 8D click &lt;a href="http://fmylife.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the website. I guarantee you won't get tired reading. You won't notice you read a lot already. Trust me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and read more. :)) Oh yeah, changed my blogskin. I used this before so yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7834206262036268845?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7834206262036268845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7834206262036268845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7834206262036268845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7834206262036268845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell Yeah. ;)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6868406202310057638</id><published>2009-09-09T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:43:48.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me A Beat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/b1/d700aa37.gif" /&gt;                     &lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/b1/5238cf09.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life has been crappy lately. And you know me, I don't show how I feel to others especially if I don't trust them. I just stop, sit down in a corner, and take a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;I know problems are just part of life and I should learn to respect the plan of God. So I should just let those things slip away before I will go and make them worse.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't wanna talk this shizz. Give me a freaking beat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I quit applying for shutterten. I want to have my own domain which I thought of the name myself. Even if the .info is only 50 pesos, I want a .net domain since it is more convenient and I like the ring to it than a .com domain :) So, anyone generous enough to buy me one? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, classes were suspended at about 11:30. We were so bored because the teachers weren't there and all they left were long seatworks we had no idea how to do. Good thing the BSPs who where "guarding" us were nice enough to submit all works before lunch so we had enough time to do everything. And man, after classes were suspended, the rain was NOT pouring at all. It only started raining again at about 3pm. Lol. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any domain/subdomain name suggestions? Leave some love on the tagboard. I'll credit you if I use your suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is quite short. What? Is it my fault I'm lazy? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicooooole. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6868406202310057638?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6868406202310057638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6868406202310057638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6868406202310057638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6868406202310057638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/give-me-beat.html' title='Give Me A Beat.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-488460903975853839</id><published>2009-09-04T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:15:17.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready For Those Flashing Lights. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll140/xxheartzz/For%20Examples%20Of%20Graphics/takeapicture.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fontbash.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My afternoon has just been ruined. Yeah yeah. :))&lt;br /&gt;Because of a freaking picture in freaking facebook.&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing pictures in my classmate's album then BAM!&lt;br /&gt;I felt a little sick in my stomach after seeing it. Something tells me I should throw the laptop while another tells me I should calm down, and know that it means nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Idk. I don't want to feel uhh, sad, but it just gives me a reason to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I applied for domain adoption in so-pink.&lt;br /&gt;I went for &lt;b&gt;shutterten.com&lt;/b&gt; and made a div layout. Basecodes from Betina. :)&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=295474&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see the preview.&lt;br /&gt;For the screen shot without content, click &lt;a href="http://i25.tinypic.com/11t6f7d.png"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credits:&lt;/b&gt; Betina for the basecodes, Tinypic for image uploads, Dafont for the fonts, and Ego-box for the heart brushes and header bg. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my posts don't have a smooth flow. I go from one topic to another.&lt;br /&gt;My ideas just don't flow as smoothly as you expect them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of not focusing on one topic, I made new graphics. Oyea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/loved.png"&gt;David Henrie Icon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/17forever.png"&gt;Seventeen Forever Transparent Graphic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My head is now out of things to type. Yay! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-488460903975853839?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/488460903975853839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=488460903975853839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/488460903975853839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/488460903975853839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/ready-for-those-flashing-lights.html' title='Ready For Those Flashing Lights. :)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll140/xxheartzz/For%20Examples%20Of%20Graphics/th_takeapicture.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7957254723099975340</id><published>2009-09-01T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:50:33.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You. Thank You. Shut Up Now. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/b1/cb01eaf9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KABOOM. We got our grades for English and Values today.&lt;br /&gt;PSSSHH. I was third. Then second. I'm such a nerd. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, me and my friend got really pissed with HER friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kala mo kung sino makatingin. Sino ba siya?&lt;/i&gt; I don't even know her.&lt;br /&gt;So she doesn't have any right to look at my friend like that.&lt;br /&gt;You better back off before anything happens. Just saying. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH GAH GAH. I can't move on. All those beats are driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Picture this. No. No pictures. I'm giving away everything. xD&lt;br /&gt;COME ON. What should I do to sit beside You Know Who. :))&lt;br /&gt;It would be H-E-A-V-E-N duuude. Sitting beside someone not as boring as me. XD&lt;br /&gt;If only the teachers can read this. I know, I know. I'll shut up now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are &lt;b&gt;LOVING&lt;/b&gt; my new layout.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I love it too. Yeah yeah. :))&lt;br /&gt;Betina said she can make a new one. I'm in no hurry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving this one. Maybe in the next 2 weeks? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading games to my phone. What's this, twitter? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I iz now lazy to types. Thiz post will end after you say CHEESE! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicooooooooole. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7957254723099975340?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7957254723099975340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7957254723099975340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7957254723099975340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7957254723099975340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you-thank-you-shut-up-now.html' title='Thank You. Thank You. Shut Up Now. :))'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1069026500528603641</id><published>2009-08-30T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:17:27.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicx-ified. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/lala.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icon made by: &lt;a href="http://sheisbetina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Betina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I changed my blog link. Sweet-intoxication is way too long.&lt;br /&gt;Nicx-ify is cooler and shorter. Yeah yeah. I know. xD&lt;br /&gt;My new personalized layout is made by Betina (http://sheisbetina.blogspot.com).&lt;br /&gt;She did a great job right? Look at the layout. Pretty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received feedback from my classmate. Its rephrased and it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;J: "nosebleed ah. english yung blog mo."&lt;br /&gt;N: "ganyan talaga ako pag online. para maintindihan ng readers."&lt;br /&gt;J: "ahh. di ka naman ganyan in reality ah."&lt;br /&gt;N: "oo nga. katamad magenglish speaking. HAHA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there is more to the conversation but I'm too lazy to post it. xD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we watched the Florante at Laura play in SM North.&lt;br /&gt;It was okay and the main characters were portrayed by Alwyn Uytingco and Princess Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;They were cute together. And the pick up lines were so cheesy. :))&lt;br /&gt;What I liked was the last part. The people were holding glowsticks and they formed words out of it like: Florante at Laura.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, LOVE. :)) Everyone was like "Aww.."&lt;br /&gt;Including me. So, yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to ask for relinking. -.- So I have to end this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know you love me.&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1069026500528603641?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1069026500528603641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1069026500528603641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1069026500528603641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1069026500528603641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/nicx-ified.html' title='Nicx-ified. :)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1478674884035553540</id><published>2009-08-29T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:52:49.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La La La I Can't Hear You. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/ifyour.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhNoze. I'm back to my old self again.&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking before saying anything. Gah. Words CAN bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn't so careless with my words, peace will be maintained. :D&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm so sorry for making you think I was referring to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just that stupid to say that. I mean, wtfh Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, again. I know you don't forgive me but I forgot what happened last year.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you're just being superficial to me. Don't care.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is there will be no fights. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been a busy, fun one.&lt;br /&gt;We were 3rd in the Barrio Fiesta. We expected for something more but at least we made it.&lt;br /&gt;What's important is we worked together. I'm happy to be a Benedictine. Puh-rooooud. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEXT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'll be careful to whom I will tell my secrets to.&lt;br /&gt;My crush is spreading fast. OHNO. PLEASE shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Saying those four words is so obvious. C'mon, how dumb do you think our classmates are?&lt;br /&gt;DUH, he's the only one who does that. Shut up! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icon? Hmm. Its self explanatory. If you don't like me, fine.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything about that. But please, no backbiting?&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are getting REALLY annoying. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Get this overwiiiith. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me &lt;i&gt;once&lt;/i&gt;. Tell me &lt;i&gt;twice&lt;/i&gt;. I still won't hear you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaLaLaLOVE. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1478674884035553540?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1478674884035553540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1478674884035553540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1478674884035553540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1478674884035553540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-la-la-i-cant-hear-you-p.html' title='La La La I Can&apos;t Hear You. :p'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/th_ifyour.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1825366609922478982</id><published>2009-08-23T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:19:08.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Beee. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/insults/ificould.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not kidding for the first time in my life. xD&lt;br /&gt;I am so  busy preparing for our barrio fiesta. Preparations count on the officers.&lt;br /&gt;Some are helping us while the others just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;For 3 days straight, I am going back and forth to our president's house.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting meeting, plan plan, buy buy, decorate decorate.&lt;br /&gt;Shizz. If we don't win, I'll sue the judges. No srsly. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;b&gt;candycrazy is now DELETED.&lt;/b&gt; Ate Clar said she only suspended it.&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe it's the same with deleted. xD Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna adopt a domain or just apply for a new subdomain at kixst.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. When I have free time. I don't have free time at the moment, yuh huh. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to making graphics. Here is a new creation of mine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/gggbad.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, its only one. I'll add more in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in my new graphic site. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must end this post. :D I'm not gonna update for a few days again.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to do so though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicoooole. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1825366609922478982?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1825366609922478982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1825366609922478982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1825366609922478982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1825366609922478982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-beee.html' title='Busy Beee. ;)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-5916599739999722692</id><published>2009-08-18T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:41:22.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Better Run Before Karma Hits You. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i659.photobucket.com/albums/uu313/zebraaxdesignss/kstewartpreview.png" /&gt;                         &lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn22/HayleyGraphics/sel.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fontbash.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The title got you confused? Yeah. Look at the icons. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I JUST found out that a lot of other people re not fond of HER.&lt;br /&gt;Yeababy. They don't like her either.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out she is the same person that she was last year.&lt;br /&gt;Ooooohh, if I mention it, she can sue me for libel.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'll just give CLUES.&lt;br /&gt;1. First, starts with a C. Has something to do with what a xerox machine does. xD&lt;br /&gt;2. Its what you do when you're not telling the truth. :))&lt;br /&gt;3. Starts with a B. You use a knife and shove it into someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're not that slow not to get those clues.&lt;br /&gt;OH C'MON. Its all too obvious. If you get affected, well, its your problem.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mention any names. SO YEAH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN. RUN. RUN. Run before karma hits you.&lt;br /&gt;Karma is fast girl. Watch out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;After being such a flirt, telling other people things that made them mad at me, and all the shizz you did.&lt;br /&gt;When karma comes, I'll laugh like there's no tomorrow. (MAN, I'm so evil. &gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being too harsh though. Get used to it. Mess with me you mess with karma. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYY, the exams are done. WOO! The second quarter will start tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what that means, NEW SEATMATES!&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like my seatmates, I just am excited to be close to new people.&lt;br /&gt;Oyeaa. But srsly, our adviser better not sit me next to that piece of...PIE. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I SRSLY need to go. Projects due tomorrow. BOO! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That Lying Piece of...CANDY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-5916599739999722692?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/5916599739999722692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=5916599739999722692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5916599739999722692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/5916599739999722692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-better-run-before-karma-hits-you.html' title='You Better Run Before Karma Hits You. ;)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3552521627316217768</id><published>2009-08-14T14:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:57:46.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That;s The Way You Want It? I Can Go With That.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/inspratn/peaceease.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well well well. What do we have here? Another weed on my lawn.&lt;br /&gt;Spreading rumors about me is your thing? Look in the mirror, jerk.&lt;br /&gt;If I would spread THE rumors about you, you'll regret it.&lt;br /&gt;Spread my secrets? Now you're showing your true colors to our present classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for them to hate you. You have done your thing to two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Want us to tell them everything?&lt;br /&gt;Well there's no reason for that since you're already revealing who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see. If I'm wrong, nah, I'm right. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get one thing straight. &lt;b&gt;I hate backstabbers and blabbermouths so much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't right? They freaking mess up our lives.&lt;br /&gt;They say things to everyone without having any concrete proof.&lt;br /&gt;And, they tease you whenever many people are present and watching.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they may seem funny at times but look.&lt;br /&gt;Cracking a joke is fine but PLEASE. Watch your step,&lt;br /&gt;Think if you are hurting somebody else's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I want to freaking scream your name in this post but heck, I'm not that desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STAYING MYSELF. I don't want to adjust to all your useless chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;I will find a way for you to stop and find a way to give what you did back.&lt;br /&gt;I swear. Revenge will be my middle name for you asshat.  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think twice before you mess with me.&lt;br /&gt;I may seem I can't do anything but watch out walking backwards for you may fall in my cliff.&lt;br /&gt;Suck it up, bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for ranting too much. Ergh. People just piss me off. :|&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be putting up a graphic resource site soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just looking for a good domain name.&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nicoooole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3552521627316217768?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3552521627316217768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3552521627316217768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3552521627316217768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3552521627316217768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-way-you-want-it-i-can-go-with.html' title='That;s The Way You Want It? I Can Go With That.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6782307480777748637</id><published>2009-08-10T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:12:03.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Snapshot of That Shocked Face. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i659.photobucket.com/albums/uu313/zebraaxdesignss/0000.png" /&gt;                              &lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll140/xxheartzz/For%20Examples%20Of%20Graphics/picturee.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fontbash.com/"&gt;Icons Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I AM CONFUSED. (Just to give the title some sense), I AM SHOCKED.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE has changed his/her attitude towards me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I didn't do anything wrong. I mean, WTF. We don't even talk much dude, so what's up?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if SOMEBODY told SOMEONE SOMETHING that he/she mustn't know. :))&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get my point though. Its a bit confusing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I so love how the icons match the title.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm that shallow. COMPLAINTS? xD&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I srsly am shocked of what is happening. Does he/she KNOW?&lt;br /&gt;Or I just did something so wrong for he/she to act that way.&lt;br /&gt;WIERD HUH? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I came across a cool graphic resource site named &lt;a href="http://fontbash.com/"&gt;Fontbash.com&lt;/a&gt; which contains some cool web resources.&lt;br /&gt;The icons above are from the same site. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask them to sponsor a contest here in my blog. :))&lt;br /&gt;They have superb layouts. COOL YO. xD&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;a href="http://kixst.com/"&gt;Kixst.com&lt;/a&gt; can sponsor too.&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask them both. :D ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Gonna review for a Math quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Rational Algebraic BLAH BLAH. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY TO BRAIN BLAST. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicoooooooooooole. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6782307480777748637?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6782307480777748637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6782307480777748637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6782307480777748637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6782307480777748637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-snapshot-of-that-shocked-face-d.html' title='Take A Snapshot of That Shocked Face. :D'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll140/xxheartzz/For%20Examples%20Of%20Graphics/th_picturee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-6927048302010392450</id><published>2009-08-07T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:52:44.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Happening to Me? :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/inspratn/mistake.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before my rants, I'm sorry for not updating. Blame school. Too much stuff to do was given. :|&lt;br /&gt;Here we go. I have become extremely unpredictable these days.&lt;br /&gt;Not the normal unpredictable which I always am but more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy, then I suddenly feel pissed or something.&lt;br /&gt;Ergh, I don't know. It sucks actually.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it wouldn't come to a point that my friends won't stand this &lt;i&gt;unpredictable-ness&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope it wouldn't. But well, I know they're more patient than that.&lt;br /&gt;W'ever. I worry too much. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the graphic above, I was just browsing crazyanka.com until I came across that.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I was doing exactly that. For some specific reason that I'm afraid to mention.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite funny though. And quite shallow. So I won't bother mentioning what is is. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sh*t. I forgot. Its going to be our exams next friday.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I haven't read ANYTHING. :)) Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start this monday. YAY. Is this me? Reading? Studying? xD&lt;br /&gt;Save me from HELL TIME. :))&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, maybe I won't update AGAIN for some days.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I will apologize beforehand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-6927048302010392450?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/6927048302010392450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=6927048302010392450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6927048302010392450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/6927048302010392450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-happening-to-me.html' title='What Is Happening to Me? :))'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-4064120126553327377</id><published>2009-07-31T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:02:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Inspired? Maybe. ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i637.photobucket.com/albums/uu99/crazydenial/quotes/song/facethetruth.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Graphic Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I seriously am inspired. I'll tell you about it later. ;)&lt;br /&gt;The graphic? Oh, well, its self explanatory. There's no hope anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My friends say I should still believe the possibilities but, no, I know its impossible. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I absolutely had NO idea I could write.&lt;br /&gt;NO, not write as in the ordinary letters in paper. Duh, everyone could write. xD&lt;br /&gt;What I meant was I could write poems and some short stories now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but recently I just can.&lt;br /&gt;And earlier, I was with my friends and I showed them the poem in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;They said it was cool which, I took was a compliment. :))&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know there's more to that smile. And that face that shatters all sadness.&lt;br /&gt;The beats you make, yes, there's no mistake.&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats for you, like the sound of the finest bass."&lt;br /&gt;- Don't copy please. I can track the IPs that click ctrl+c here. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simple, but it means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I read that poem of mine, something passes by my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Something beautiful, something I can't stop thinking about. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Oh sh*t. What am I doing. The more I talk about it, the more I get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could scream your name to the sky and all my feelings will be gone. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know. This is totally not me. But what can I say, it changed me.&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I all feel the same way. Except for one though.&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;i&gt;inspiration&lt;/i&gt; feels the same for her. The rest of us just sigh for how lucky she is.&lt;br /&gt;How we wish we get that luck too. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too early and maybe, just maybe, its too late. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-4064120126553327377?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/4064120126553327377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=4064120126553327377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4064120126553327377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4064120126553327377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-inspired-maybe.html' title='I&apos;m Inspired? Maybe. ;]'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-324662292691222899</id><published>2009-07-29T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:54:13.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just So Speechless. (Yeah, right. xD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk145/crazybukkit/OMGicons/speechless.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The title is exactly the OPPOSITE of how I feel.  :))&lt;br /&gt;I mean c'mon, me? Speechless? No no no. Since when did that happen.&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm saying raitnao is actually freaking non-sense.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to say. And you know what? I can keep saying stuff even if I don't know WTFH to say already.&lt;br /&gt;See? I can keep up. Since this part of my post is total non-sense, &lt;b&gt;feel free to read the next paragraph.&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the previous paragraph, I actually have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to hold a contest in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I know a few people in the net so I can get some sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, since its going to be my first contest, I'm not giving huge prizes such as domains, free hosting, and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just free personalized layouts and shizz like that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just planning though. I'm not sure yet. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enihoo, my life is pretty boring these days.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about. Well maybe I am speechless.&lt;br /&gt;EEK. This post reeks. It doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just made this for the sake of updating. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Sorry blog, its not my fault my life reeks this week. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, since I'm SPEECHLESS for the very first time in my life, I'll end this post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nicole. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-324662292691222899?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/324662292691222899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=324662292691222899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/324662292691222899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/324662292691222899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-so-speechless-yeah-right-xd.html' title='Just So Speechless. (Yeah, right. xD)'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk145/crazybukkit/OMGicons/th_speechless.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1365334625554514981</id><published>2009-07-24T19:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:14:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO FREAKING WAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/b1/618bb1fd.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I have absolutely no idea why the title is like that.&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, I have NO idea. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I'm back from a week rest. School has been freaking me out lately.&lt;br /&gt;All the quizzes and projects are popping out of nowhere and I can't stop them. :))&lt;br /&gt;And we'll have our chapter quiz on Monday. YAY! 12 more chapters to go.&lt;br /&gt;I'll only say this once so, I'll make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;F*ck. F*ck. F*ck. I srsly hate it when teachers stress the f*ck out of us.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, we're people. And not all PEOPLE are organized and likes all the &lt;b&gt;work doing&lt;/b&gt; shizz.&lt;br /&gt;We just want to live and learn. Not to be stressed to the Nth power.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's bad ranting about school but WTFH do you care.&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking annoying and &lt;b&gt;post worthy.&lt;/b&gt; Sheesh. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. I made a Korean name for uhh, the guy I was referring to here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I never felt like this before. They said its just a crush.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know. Maybe it's something more. ;)&lt;br /&gt;There's just something in him that I can't resist.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help to smile when I see he's there.&lt;br /&gt;That irresistible voice brings me to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, I don't know how long I could keep this secret.&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you. See if there is hope. But no way, I know you will never feel like I do."&lt;br /&gt;- Made by me. You cannot copy this. Copy it and die. :)) :p&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what the name is? Its &lt;b&gt;Jang Yoo Ni&lt;/b&gt;. I know it might mean something in Korean but I'm sure IDK WTH it is.&lt;br /&gt;I just related the letters with his name. HAHA. Sharing. xD&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could scream the name in this post but, I CAN'T.&lt;br /&gt;The world will know. LOLOLOLOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I have a story. In our TLE subject, we do Cooking. (LOVE IT. XDDD)&lt;br /&gt;And even if we're not groupmates, I can still "see" him. :))&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S THE GOOD PART. Exactly when I looked at him, he turned around and wiped the sweat out of his forehead. AND. SMILED. YUH HUH. SMILED. XDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Its like the world was in slow motion for, i don't know, 10 seconds?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT. xD I know, its so shallow but, what do you care. xD&lt;br /&gt;So shallow but so goooooooodd. ;))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I have to go. I'm running out of words. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1365334625554514981?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1365334625554514981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1365334625554514981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1365334625554514981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1365334625554514981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-freaking-way.html' title='NO FREAKING WAY.'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3320106606637826504</id><published>2009-07-17T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:51:26.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Pop It Out. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/c0706f18.gif" /&gt;                                &lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/b1/325eb667.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know why I love the word POP so much. :))&lt;br /&gt;Sharing. xD Enihoo, we have no classes again. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;The rain is unstoppable. Its so cold and I'm shaking.&lt;br /&gt;My dad turned the fans on which makes the scenario worse. :|&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to put on a jacket but I would look freakin' silly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 10th anniversary spongebob!&lt;/span&gt; (this explains the spongebob icon)&lt;br /&gt;I loved you since I was like 5. :D And it didn't change until now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who will tell me that SB is not funny, I know you don't have a life. *cue evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;I also want to share that I can imitate the voice of Spongebob and Patrick.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite good actually. I wish I could give a sample but I'm too lazy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not continue on making neonscribbles. I have a new and better name.&lt;br /&gt;You have to watch out for it. Its gonna be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poppin'&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Well, that'll be my only clue raitnao.&lt;br /&gt;Woop. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This post will self destruct in: 5. 4. 3. 2. 1*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nicole. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3320106606637826504?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3320106606637826504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3320106606637826504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3320106606637826504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3320106606637826504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-pop-it-out-d.html' title='Just Pop It Out. :D'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/th_c0706f18.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7691382693906907881</id><published>2009-07-15T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:52:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Cupid. :))</title><content type='html'>"I never felt like this before. They said its just a crush.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know. Maybe it's something more. ;)&lt;br /&gt;There's just something in him that I can't resist.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help to smile when I see he's there.&lt;br /&gt;That irresistible voice brings me to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, I don't know how long I could keep this secret.&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you. See if there is hope. But no way, I know you will never feel like I do."&lt;br /&gt;- Made by me. You cannot copy this. Copy it and die. :)) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. I hate this so much. This is the kind of feeling I despise the most.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm in love though. It's too freaking early for that. :p&lt;br /&gt;It's JUST a crush. Nothing more. We're friends; but not the close type.&lt;br /&gt;But I seriously wish we could be best friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;I so love his voice. It's like mine only the boy version.&lt;br /&gt;My voice is kinda husky and his is like that too. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to melt by just describing him so I'll shift to my boring ol' life. xD&lt;br /&gt;So YES, school has been getting more stressful than ever.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't online for almost a week. And I had no time to goof off.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that. And I'm just a sophomore. What more if I turn into a junior then a senior.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot imagine my life like that. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, is it too late to join our dance troop? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I want to join. Dancing is my love next to Math. Sharing. xD&lt;br /&gt;If there are exemptions, then good.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate GSP training because I already had it for like, 6 years in a row in elementary.&lt;br /&gt;And I have to repeat everything again? SHOOT. No way. It's hell leaving school at 5pm on a Friday. Shizzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go to edit some stuff I need to edit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And btw, enjoy the new layout. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nicole. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7691382693906907881?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7691382693906907881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7691382693906907881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7691382693906907881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7691382693906907881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-cupid.html' title='Stupid Cupid. :))'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-4430646363720605920</id><published>2009-07-10T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:46:06.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Everything That Can Be Broken, Why You?</title><content type='html'>WHYYYYY. My computer broke down.&lt;br /&gt;The freaking monitor is isn't freaking working so I have to freaking find another way to go freaking online.&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE I AM. Online in my cousin's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing she's nice and her laptop isn't freaking broken like my freaking computer. :&lt;br /&gt;WTH. I used &lt;em&gt;freaking&lt;/em&gt; for like, 6 times. :)) It's just so FREAKING annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More annoying is, I can't add new content to candycrazy and I can't do my homeworks properly.&lt;br /&gt;UGH UGH UGH. And oh yeah, candycrazy has been renovated.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna have to ask Ate Clar to move me to a subdomain in kixst.com. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention, I renovated candycrazy so that's why I'm adding new content.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://candycrazy.clar-ity.net/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see candycrazy. How do you like the new layout? *raises eyebrows up and down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna change this blog's layout too. Getting sick of it. xD&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work on it. RAIIIIIIIIITTTTT.NAO. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ME. NICX. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-4430646363720605920?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/4430646363720605920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=4430646363720605920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4430646363720605920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/4430646363720605920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-of-everything-that-can-be-broken.html' title='Out of Everything That Can Be Broken, Why You?'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-7609693827533300939</id><published>2009-07-04T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:19:50.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus? NO. :D</title><content type='html'>You may have thought that I have gone on a mini-hiatus because I haven't posted for uhh, a week?&lt;br /&gt;WELL. The only reason for that is laziness. :)) Typing IS a very tiring job.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if your fingers don't agree with typing so much stuff. xD&lt;br /&gt;But today, I got lucky because my fingers are typing endlessly! :D&lt;br /&gt;And even luckier, I have a new layout! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so neat and simple and kawaii at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I love the dancing panda icon.  xD&lt;br /&gt;But to save the credits, I'll make my own. :|&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye panda! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raitnao, I'm making a button pin for my section: St. Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;My adviser said so but he didn't assign me.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to do it. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! My fingers are having mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;They are crying now for me to stop typing. WOOP. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicoooooole! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-7609693827533300939?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/7609693827533300939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=7609693827533300939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7609693827533300939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/7609693827533300939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/07/hiatus-no-d.html' title='Hiatus? NO. :D'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-2068788979999530975</id><published>2009-06-26T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:18:15.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEMI POP. =))</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/ddlovatopop.png" /&gt;                    &lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/LGpokerface.gif" /&gt;             &lt;img src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss25/crazynicx/lovemj.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I turn into a crazy fangirl, I'll say goodbye to the beloved King of Pop, Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;I heard he died from a cardiac disease. Not sure. :) MJ, that icon is for you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW TO WHAT I WANT TO SAY...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I never told you this before. I LALALALOVE Demi Lovato. :))&lt;br /&gt;She's SUPAHKOO (in normal english, SUPER COOL. xD)&lt;br /&gt;I love here music and her attitude. She's a lot like me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm trying to be her. She's just like me in a CRAZY, WEIRD, and RANDOM way. :))&lt;br /&gt;Catch my drift? :D But I sure wish I could sing as good as she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her songs are like rock mixed with pop. And I'm a POPROCKER (my word. never use it. :p).&lt;br /&gt;I just WISH Demi would reply to my tweets and maybe even notice this post.&lt;br /&gt;But *sigh*, what are the odds of that? :)) Demi's chance of seeing this and reply to me tweets are 0 out of 100.&lt;br /&gt;GAH Demi. I wish you knew me. LOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enihoo, IT'S FRIDAY! Haha. I have 2 days of rest again!&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, my arch nemesis H.W (you know what that means people). xD&lt;br /&gt;At least 5 homeworks were given that are due on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;As a superhero will say.. *ehem* "YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS H.W!" xDDD&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Getting weird again. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And OH YEAH, Lady Gaga will come here to Philippines! (explains the LG icon next to Demi's)&lt;br /&gt;I want to get tickets but I think it's expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it'll be on the MOA Concert Grounds or Bonifacio Open Field something. :))&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO WATCH. xD SRSLY. :))&lt;br /&gt;If you'll watch, leave me a message on my tagboard. :D&lt;br /&gt;Puh-weeeaassee. With shugaw on tohp? HAHA. I sound like a freaking baby. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Going Crazy Me Theme Song Plays*&lt;br /&gt;So you don't get deaf hearing that song and seeing me go crazy, this post is saying...&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;br /&gt;O.&lt;br /&gt;O.&lt;br /&gt;D.&lt;br /&gt;B.&lt;br /&gt;Y.&lt;br /&gt;E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NiCKIPOP. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-2068788979999530975?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/2068788979999530975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=2068788979999530975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/2068788979999530975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/2068788979999530975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/demi-pop.html' title='DEMI POP. =))'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1858377633330312451</id><published>2009-06-25T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:06:18.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain NEVER Go Away. :))</title><content type='html'>MAN. I'm so evil. This is the first time that I didn't want the rain to go away. :))&lt;br /&gt;I bet a lot of you know why. YES. Because if there's rain, there's no classes.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just TOO lazy to go to school raitnao. IDK why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because there are always a ton of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in Biology. GAAAAAAAAAH Biology. I sigh when I hear that word.&lt;br /&gt;My teacher does not know how long her homeworks are. LITERALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Our homeworks are like 2-infinity yellow pad pages long. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAAAAAAAAY. I don't want to talk about homework.&lt;br /&gt;Homework puts me in my wits end. Seriously. I'm your student not your slave.&lt;br /&gt;Make me do work but don't let me suffer. YES. I'm complaining.&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell me I cannot voice out my opinions. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;I may be a self-acclaimed nerd but I hate loads of work.&lt;br /&gt;Studying is my thing. Not doing homeworks and school's other shizz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, there has been no classes for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Namely yesterday and today. xD YAY for the rain!&lt;br /&gt;I hope we won't have classes until Monday. HAHA. I really need a nice long rest dude. :))&lt;br /&gt;Enihoo, I'm posting in TG, tweeting, chatting, checking my facebook, and begging for a blogger layout at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I loooove multi-tasking. Except if it is school-related that is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woops. Gonna do something.  TTYL my blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nickipiee.&lt;/span&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1858377633330312451?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1858377633330312451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1858377633330312451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1858377633330312451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1858377633330312451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-rain-never-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain NEVER Go Away. :))'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3753337632355677633</id><published>2009-06-23T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:04:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?! xD</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I had no title in mind so I just put in WHAT. :))&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? Is it wrong to put it as a title? LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, today was no special day.&lt;br /&gt;We just had our elections of officers and the shizzy lessons. xD&lt;br /&gt;If you ask if I'm an officer, well yes I am. xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm the Auditor. HAHA. I'm not that proud of it but it's an honor to get 20+ votes. :))&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't even aware if my classmates knew me or anything. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like what I promised, I'll change the link of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking. Maybe after this post I'll change it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a no class day. YAY FOR MANILA DAY! :))&lt;br /&gt;And even if it's a no class day, we still got loads of assignments.&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of having no classes if you'll have a ton of work to do?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, WTFH?! xDD&lt;br /&gt;Kidding. I'm just saying that because I'm waaaaaay too lazy to do all those works.&lt;br /&gt;GAH. Can we pleas have those easy ones? The ones where you don't think? Where you just answer and answer and everything is right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I'm near to getting crazy. NAAAHH. I am already. xD&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO before you scratch your heads like a monkey for being so confused of what I'm saying, I better say goodbye NAO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your craziness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicoooole. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3753337632355677633?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3753337632355677633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3753337632355677633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3753337632355677633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3753337632355677633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-xd.html' title='What?! xD'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-8485795701193525342</id><published>2009-06-20T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:55:40.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch My Hand. xD</title><content type='html'>Weird title. David Archuleta's song just got stuck in my head and no titles are coming on to me.&lt;br /&gt;So... yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna  be posting a days again I think.&lt;br /&gt;Busy with all school's shizz. I wish some kind of miracle will happen and the classes will be suspended for some reason. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I want to rest for 3 days. The weekend is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to working my head off on Monday and I'm not very excited. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENIHOO, I'm so bubbly right now. Don't ask why because I won't tell. xD&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say it has something to do with someone who brings ENERGY to me.&lt;br /&gt;Smart people can catch my drift. LOLOLOL. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of my new link already. But I'm afraid it'll be bad. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bad with links. xD It always has "sweet" or "crazy" in it.&lt;br /&gt;It's my necessity so don't stop me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I'll talk myself to sleep, I'll end this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your awesomeness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-8485795701193525342?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/8485795701193525342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=8485795701193525342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8485795701193525342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/8485795701193525342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/touch-my-hand-xd.html' title='Touch My Hand. xD'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-3128810302709466099</id><published>2009-06-19T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:18:06.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee. I'm Back! ;]</title><content type='html'>GAH. Finally, the week is done. It's Friday and it's time for me to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been H-E-L-L.&lt;br /&gt;It's the first week of classes and yet they bombard us with tons of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;It's so many that I forget to do some of it. I even got some zeros because of forgetting to bring some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if there is so much work to do, I still managed to make some new friends.&lt;br /&gt;I made friends so quickly. HAHA. I actually knew them since last year but this year, we became closer. :)&lt;br /&gt;They are Patricia and Ricca. LOL. They were from St. Anthony before. Sharing. xD&lt;br /&gt;They are both kind, hyper (like me, LOL) and more.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I got so close to them in a week. Maybe it really does happen when people are meant to be friends. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had our first club day earlier.&lt;br /&gt;I was with Patricia (Ricca joined the debate club), and some of my 1st year classmates.&lt;br /&gt;You know what club I joined? The English Club. (English Forum in my school.)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, not that I love English (because I'm a Math person), I just want to somewhat enhance my speaking/writing skills.&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason why I joined is I stink at writing essays. Seriously, I do.&lt;br /&gt;I do write sensible ones, but sometimes I forget what message I want to put in, and I can't make the length longer.&lt;br /&gt;I like long essays. HAHA. It makes you wanna read it because of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;It's so long you wonder what it contained. Am I right or am I right? LOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go fix this blog's theme. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gotta love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-3128810302709466099?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/3128810302709466099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=3128810302709466099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3128810302709466099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/3128810302709466099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-bee-im-back.html' title='Busy Bee. I&apos;m Back! ;]'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-935268018474145267</id><published>2009-06-15T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:03:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophomore? Me? SRSLY?! Woah. xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yeah. I cannot believe that I'm already a HS sophomore.&lt;br /&gt;I just recall that I was learning how to read and write and now I'm here. WOW. Lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enihoo, today was aweeeesooomeee! St. Benedict (my section) rocked. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Sir Caps(nickname. lol.). There was no minute that we all didn't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;The section behind our room was St. Bernard. And my former classmate said "Tawa kayo ng tawa! Rinig na rinig samin! HAHA."&lt;br /&gt;Which just made us laugh even more. It was so fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some familiar faces but more than half were new faces.&lt;br /&gt;There was even one new student. His name was.. Forgot. Starts with a C. :))&lt;br /&gt;I sure wish the first impression I have from the section will continue on the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss my 1st year section tho. :3 They rocked too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I miss hanging out with my friend Frances already.&lt;br /&gt;She is in St. Bartholomew (ehem. 1st section. :D) which is, just right in front of our room but, it's not the same. :|&lt;br /&gt;Good luck F. I'll miss you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Second day tomorrow! Gonna meet our new teachers and will have a mass with the whole HS family.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be hot though. There won't be electric fans and the chapel will be open becasue of the HINI. (it's what they call H1N1 in our school. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT:&lt;/span&gt; I'll be changing the link to this blog soon. So to the people I've link exchanged with, get ready to change it. HAHA. :) xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till my next entry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Nicole.:))&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/151821501624165552-935268018474145267?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/935268018474145267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=935268018474145267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/935268018474145267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/935268018474145267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/sophomore-me-srsly-woah-xd.html' title='Sophomore? Me? SRSLY?! Woah. xD'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-151821501624165552.post-1534137428727304296</id><published>2009-06-14T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:57:45.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogger. :) WOOT. News For Yea. ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/roll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/livelifecrazy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyanka.com/"&gt;Icon Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I missed blogger. Haha. :) So I made so-nicx. I won't promise that the link will be permanent (as always). I just can't think of anything so I just type so-nicx. Lame isn't it? LOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I finally realized that not having a host will be the best for me since I change my mind a lot. And by a lot, I mean A LOT. Hahaha. :D Maybe I'll change the link of this blog if I think of something good. You can apply for link exchanges and if I changed my link, I'll just let ya know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I just got out from a misunderstanding with Ling. Actually, four of us are involved here.&lt;br /&gt;Namely me, Anna, Sachie, and Ling. Ling really pushed our buttons TOO MUCH that time. And we could not take it anymore. We talked about it and finally got over it. (Forgive me for being too lazy to tell the story. Just refer to Ling and Anna's blogs. They told parts of it. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhMyGolly. I forgot. School will start tomorrow. All hell will break lose! Gah. I wanted to be in St. Bartholomew. But eh, St. Benedict can't be that different, right? It's worth it to give a try. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to end this here. ;] My hands need to stop typing before they turn to jelly. (I said this line in candycrazy. WEE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nicole. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/151821501624165552-1534137428727304296?l=nicx-ify.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/feeds/1534137428727304296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=151821501624165552&amp;postID=1534137428727304296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1534137428727304296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/151821501624165552/posts/default/1534137428727304296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicx-ify.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-blogger.html' title='Back to Blogger. :) WOOT. News For Yea. ;]'/><author><name>Nicole Arcano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08831976203367471855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7o6vD1K21Q/TmImcS4YScI/AAAAAAAAAEY/dG_u1E99bkg/s220/face.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg138/thecrazyanka/icon-collection/th_roll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
