<?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-2021018160607887840</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:23:02.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-1874995293226042609</id><published>2009-05-02T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:56:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr.</title><content type='html'>Moved to tumblr. Its so much easier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://piarincess.tumblr.com"&gt;http://piarincess.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-1874995293226042609?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/1874995293226042609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/1874995293226042609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/05/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-5813670566211929810</id><published>2009-04-26T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:06:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The only way to get what you really want, is to know what you really want. And the only way to know what you really want, is to know yourself. And the only way to know yourself, is to be yourself. And the only way to be yourself, is to listen to your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike Dooley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stand by that. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But my heart hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Creds to kollete's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://illestkids.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; for the amazing quote.)&lt;/span&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/2021018160607887840-5813670566211929810?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/5813670566211929810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/5813670566211929810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-way-to-get-what-you-really-want-is.html' title='Finale.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-3087164773715917312</id><published>2009-04-22T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:07:32.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tan lines &amp; fun quests.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, we all had a little getaway. For sure needed. It went real good. I slept the whole car ride(s). Unexpectedly made a stop to Reno on the way home &amp;amp; ended up chillin for the rest of the weekend. Not a lot of pictures, cause i was busy being relaxed. Out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/5196/041709152201.png" /&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/2021018160607887840-3087164773715917312?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3087164773715917312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3087164773715917312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/tan-lines-fun-quests.html' title='Tan lines &amp; fun quests.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-1718496897156295873</id><published>2009-04-16T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:08:02.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy fartsy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Making my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half used paints&lt;/span&gt; useful, for the time being. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rough ass sketch&lt;/span&gt; haaha (totally not done). Ive tried paints on my shoes &amp;amp; i completed it, now for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; stuff. It'll be my first real project, &amp;amp; i'm pretty much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;testing&lt;/span&gt; the waters. I'm getting my creative on,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concept inspired&lt;/span&gt; by the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tattoo idea&lt;/span&gt; i reaally want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/6932/dscn0771.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&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/2021018160607887840-1718496897156295873?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/1718496897156295873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/1718496897156295873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/artsy-fartsy.html' title='Artsy fartsy.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-8139816078962678555</id><published>2009-04-12T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:30:46.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Its so cuute."</title><content type='html'>I'm falling in love with the VH1 show, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tough Love&lt;/span&gt;'. Made me get all sad for a second, though. Its actually a reality show that i could possibly learn from. Find me watching this every sunday. Haaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/2614/01cast.png" /&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/2021018160607887840-8139816078962678555?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/8139816078962678555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/8139816078962678555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-so-cuute.html' title='&quot;Its so cuute.&quot;'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-8423503300007615916</id><published>2009-04-11T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:08:24.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Some women were made, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was created.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hip-hop showcase ft. redefine was pretty cool. I expected it to be a big event, but it was a nice family function. My sister's first prom, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her junior prom&lt;/span&gt;, was yesterday. I did her hair &amp;amp; i was way too excited. I was way more excited than she was. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss prom, actually.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fast and furious. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul walker.&lt;/span&gt; He's still damn beautiful. I dont think i'll ever &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; have a crush on him. I'll meet him &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; day. I just dont now when, yet. Hahaah. That movie impressed me. On the other hand, observe and report was funny but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a little&lt;/span&gt; disappointing. It was repetitive. I'm not tryna be a critic, so go and watch it. Maybe you'll like it more than i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy 1 year anniversary &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Franthony&lt;/span&gt;! "It's britney betchh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;John legend &amp;amp; his words. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FML&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Legend - Everybody Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/9845/dscn0740.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img18.imageshack.us/img18/7073/dscn0749.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/2654/dscn0751.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aw damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/2613/88803408.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-8423503300007615916?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/8423503300007615916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/8423503300007615916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuck.html' title='Stuck.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-806283016733956277</id><published>2009-04-07T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T23:19:05.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First for the month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schoolwork.&lt;/span&gt; Story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ive been real busy with schoolwork lately. Not really stressed about anything. I'm only into my 2nd week of spring quarter, its only about to get more intense. Friends keeping me grounded, for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for life outside of school. "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The college life&lt;/span&gt;" is catching up. Summer will definitely test my tolerance for it all. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peaking of tolerance&lt;/span&gt;, i will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; tolerate stupid people &amp;amp; their stupid ways anymore. Not worth my time. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/span&gt; I'm beginning to think a lot about myself before other people, and its good. Daamn, i got my first parking ticket yesterday. $30 for not having my parking permit. Thats paid off. Um, havent really had time to work out cause of schoolwork. I'm getting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super chubby&lt;/span&gt;, ew. Well, i might be over exaggerating that, but you get the point. Ive moved on from the cellphone to the vchat as a way of communicating. If you dont have a webcam, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get one&lt;/span&gt; cause that's the only way i'll talk to anyone now a days hahaa. I guess that's it. I'm not super exciting. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you read.&lt;/span&gt; Night :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IMY&lt;/span&gt;? :| Ego's aside, it still kills me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/6517/dscn0569.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/7639/dscn0662.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/1138/dscn0687.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/2659/dscn0690.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-806283016733956277?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/806283016733956277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/806283016733956277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-for-month.html' title='First for the month.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-4557445830109407869</id><published>2009-03-29T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:27:27.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine in moderation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its been a couple days. I had a interesting/busy spring break. Its &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;officially over&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. Found out today that i passed winter quarter with a 3.70GPA haha. Waay better than i did fall quarter, damn. My cousins from washington came down the the bay to chill &amp;amp; attend our auntie's vow renewal ceremony. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; We stayed home pretty much the whole weekend and watched our dad's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get silly drunk&lt;/span&gt;. There were drunk &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dads and uncles&lt;/span&gt; everywhere. Hahaaha. Interesting right. I - let me rephrase that - we pulled an all nighter last night. Stayed up til 8AM and slept for 2 hours drove to jollibee in union city, said our "see ya later's", then went to work; and still, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'m awake&lt;/span&gt;. I am sleep deprived and i'm feeling it. I'm getting siiiick. I'll get back to my normal sleep pattern, soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a different note, ive been given the best advice. Ive realized that i miss him. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Nough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/9624/lf630250b013446bd9ab851.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-4557445830109407869?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/4557445830109407869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/4557445830109407869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/fine-in-moderation.html' title='Fine in moderation.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-6378296407592063133</id><published>2009-03-23T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:50:10.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ive spent all weekend, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt;. Its good that i'm making &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$$$&lt;/span&gt; again, but i'm exhausted. Adding onto the work, we had floorset &amp;amp; all i did was climb up and down ladders. Oh well, i spoiled myself a little today &amp;amp; bought myself a new book bag for next quarter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the point of this blog was to give me a way to let you people know how i'm doing. So like, i havent been doing well. Sleeping hella late, watching the disney channel waay too much, &amp;amp; spending all my gas. Its bad. I swear i have insomnia or somethin. But whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a weak ass heart hahaha. Not literally, but that emo shit typa' stuff. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/span&gt; right. Ive been watching disney channel cause t i absolutely hate that scary commercial about that haunting in Connecticut junk, and disney channel is the only channel that doesnt play that commercial. So there. Um, i'm on spring break but ive already been hella busy. So that sucks. Looking forward to get all dressed up on friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img25.imageshack.us/img25/6755/l50e757683dc541a58a8d62.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-6378296407592063133?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/6378296407592063133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/6378296407592063133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/money-right.html' title='Money right.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-6268572144313435116</id><published>2009-03-22T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:52:00.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spring break started last thursday. So i'm officially starting off spring break. Its been cool so far, i guess. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fortunately,&lt;/span&gt; i have hella plans already so i'm going to be busy all week due to family events, chill days, &amp;amp; work. OH! I found out from my mom that for summer,  we might be going to disney &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt; so i'm fuckin juiced. Hahaha. Spring quarter is starting in like a week, i'm not at all excited for that cause i have class 5-days a week instead of just MWF. But i'm taking 2 physical ed classes; aerobic kickboxing &amp;amp; boot-camp fitness. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Awkwardness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has filled my week. It sucks cause i dont know what to think anymore. It just cant happen. I'm just trying to move on from the situation &amp;amp; handle my own. So i'm cool. There's this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one boy&lt;/span&gt; that's keeping me on my feet right now, &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thank him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/9690/14324590.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-6268572144313435116?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/6268572144313435116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/6268572144313435116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/break.html' title='Break.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-5430255205733713173</id><published>2009-03-14T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:01:09.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing in action.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So i haven't written in a long time. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I'm trying to find a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ive been told that i need a hobby because i'm a "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lazy ass&lt;/span&gt;", &amp;amp; i'm currently on the search for one. Past few weeks have been really inetresting, good and bad. Trying to work things out, &amp;amp; so far it's going good. We're getting back on track cause we're spending more time fixing our own attitudes. Ive been MIA from hanging out, &amp;amp; that always sucks. The friends i have now are great &amp;amp; i miss them. Ive blamed my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitchy attitude&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; certified that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am a hater &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;towards 1 person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm freakin chunky. DAMN. Its not even a need anymore, i HAVE TO start working out again. Or i'll hate myself. Anyways, i have no pictures for this blog, BOO. But next time,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i will&lt;/span&gt;. I just felt like talking about why i haven't been blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-5430255205733713173?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/5430255205733713173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/5430255205733713173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in action.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-7111952634339022232</id><published>2009-02-28T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:22:32.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit edit post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;consisted of sleeping in, waking up in the early afternoon, eating, sitting in front my macbook, listening to music, and editing/posting pictures. Aha. Not such a good saturday, compared to others. Anyways, i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got to work out today. My dad fixed the treadmill so i hopped on it. I ran with my contour on. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The contour is the muscle stimulation thing for your abs.&lt;/span&gt; Dude, i felt the burn. It was nice. I didn't do much else after. I posted up a new picture on myspace, edited some more, &amp;amp; now i'm blogging. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See ya&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/7965/dscn0478os5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/7249/dscn0482qk6.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-7111952634339022232?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/7111952634339022232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/7111952634339022232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/edit-edit-post.html' title='Edit edit post.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-1723685289078772184</id><published>2009-02-25T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:55:44.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dat new new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macbook &amp;amp; an iPod&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing too fancy, i just really needed to upgrade my 6 year old sony vaio. And i got my first iPod, nothing expensive, just right for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling much better, getting over being sick. School is much easier cause i barely have classes anymore, lol. Gas is killing me! Every other day, i'm at the gas pump. Its ridiculous. I finally went shopping, for myself, a few days ago and bought some new jeans &amp;amp; shirts.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I got my 2nd cartilage piercing, on both ears. I'm gonna get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a 3rd&lt;/span&gt; pretty soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;K, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thats it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/1102/dscn0439pb7.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/3310/photo8.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-1723685289078772184?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/1723685289078772184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/1723685289078772184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/dat-new-new.html' title='Dat new new.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-2125390369578392941</id><published>2009-02-17T18:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:14:24.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't written in &lt;strong&gt;10 days&lt;/strong&gt;. So i decided to get my lazy ass up and type/edit something up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ive been sick.&lt;/em&gt; Way too sick for school, chillin, anything. I got the flu for like 3-4 days, and it sucked. I was in bed all day for those 3-something days. I lost my voice. I always like it when my voice is raspy, but would love it &lt;em&gt;if it didnt come with being sick&lt;/em&gt;. I got taken care of pretty well though. &lt;strong&gt;Thank you best.&lt;/strong&gt; I blame the weather for me being sick. Its been raining for a week now. But i cant complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine's day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I had a great time. At first it started off "iffy" but i enjoyed myself. We went to the elephant bar in emeryville for dinner, and it was damn good. The waiter thought a certain someone was 21+ and offered him an alcoholic beverage, &amp;amp; him being him, &lt;em&gt;he took it&lt;/em&gt;. AHA. I got buzzed from one sip, thats just cause i havent sipped in a while. No excuses i know, lol. Anyways, i had a good time. We cleared things up &amp;amp; now i'm living life the way i'm supposed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;kyle&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;the waiter&lt;/em&gt;) for great ass service. Sorry the bus-boy got to your tip first, we shoulda' waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrap it up:&lt;/strong&gt; friday the 13th on friday the 13th, i love mango-rasberry smoothies, vitamin water helps me when i'm sick, i still love the rain, &amp;amp; ive been driving a lot lately and need gas money. Aha. Time for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img7.imageshack.us/img7/6877/96216229ah0.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/1016/picture010md8.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/9148/picture008kt0.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/1844/picture011rc6.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.imageshack.us/img6/37/picture013nl7.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&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/2021018160607887840-2125390369578392941?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/2125390369578392941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/2125390369578392941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/week.html' title='The week.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-6806746740318964595</id><published>2009-02-07T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:57:22.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I got lost yesterday.&lt;/i&gt; I got lost &amp;amp; was scared shitless. I tried meeting up with kev, frances, ant, jace, and chris in emeryville but it didnt turn out the way i wanted it too. I got home safe, but was shaken up. As soon as i got home, i cried aha. I cried cause while i was lost driving around through 580, my battery on my cell was low &amp;amp; my gas was running low too. &lt;b&gt;Damn.&lt;/b&gt; I'm not drivng to places i havent driven too, anymore. Not alone at least. &amp;amp; Especially without my garmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a birghter note.&lt;/i&gt; I ate pho for the first time in my life on wednesday with frances, krystina, and ant. It was bomb. I wanna go again, if its possible aha. Minnie's been driven all week, everywhere. She's at her 4000th mile. I havent gone shopping cause i'm broke. My job doesnt give me many hours. I'm still gettin by. Its been raining lately, but i personally dont mind cause i love the rain. I'm hella &lt;b&gt;macbook deprived&lt;/b&gt;. Everyone and their moms has one, except for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Random ass blog, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.imageshack.us/img8/2714/picture003ww6.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/8009/picture004bn8.png" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-6806746740318964595?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/6806746740318964595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/6806746740318964595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/02/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-2991512840317222454</id><published>2009-01-13T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:43:17.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been MIA.</title><content type='html'>its been a while since i last blogged. so here i go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;school :&lt;/b&gt; i started my freshman year of college in sepetmber. its pretty chill so far. my schedule is great right now, i have tons of time to myself and for my friends &amp;amp; family. i'm majoring in nursing, no surprise aha. i hated biology, but i love anatomy so far. met a couple new friends, but stayed with the old. nothing interesting about school so moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;friends :&lt;/b&gt; i havent really contacted or heard from a lot of people from high school. just a few that live close or who are up for chill time. i miss a few. but the ones i have now are really growing on me. we've made it known, FBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;love :&lt;/b&gt; rough times, i dont really want to talk about it. i'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so conclude things, nothings really happened since i last blogged aha. i'll be blogging more often hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-2991512840317222454?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/2991512840317222454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/2991512840317222454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-mia.html' title='Been MIA.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-3354599345367276691</id><published>2008-06-03T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:11:53.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality check.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To everyone that claims to be destined to stay with their significant other forever; get over the cliche. &lt;strong&gt;Clearly, middle school to sophomore year brain washed all of us&lt;/strong&gt; to think we'll have our "high school sweetheart" forever. Aye, &lt;em&gt;i'm not saying its not possible&lt;/em&gt; cause some people stay true to their word, but lets get real. People change and apathy happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda over being emo about shit, especially relationships. I'm just going with whatever happens now. &lt;strong&gt;No more planning&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;amp; no more un-needed "i love you's" or "i miss you's". You call me, i won't call you. You ask me if i want to see you. If we are together 5- to whatever years from now, then i was being a big ass hypocrite for typing this blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; LETTER-SPACING: -1pxfont-size:13;" &gt;but i'll take my chances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apathy&lt;/strong&gt; n. [&lt;em&gt;ap-uh-thee&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;1. absence or supression of passion, emotion, or excitement.&lt;br /&gt;2. lack of concern for things of importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, my vocabulary is becoming bigger. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; LETTER-SPACING: -1pxfont-size:13;" &gt;Damn, that felt good :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-3354599345367276691?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3354599345367276691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3354599345367276691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/06/reality-check.html' title='Reality check.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-3138639593172963785</id><published>2008-05-02T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:41:35.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimatum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was sitting in english class, listening to my teacher talk about the essay test we're going to take on monday. I asked what cynical meant, because it was in one of the questions on the practice test questions. She answers me, giving me the definition in her words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Cynical is a doubt in something. For example, being cynical about love. You have to experience something bad to become cynical about a certain thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought about what she said all day. So once i got home, i looked it up. And the definition says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Distrusting the motives of others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ive become cynical about relationships.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not mad. I wont get what i deserve and i'm accepting it. My forgiveness was taken advantage of way too many times. Denial is the last thing i'm in. I am insecure, i'm jealous, and i am attached. I like bein taken care of. I try my best. Ive perfected the skill of tryng, over &amp;amp; over again. And thats all i can really give you. &lt;em&gt;Consideration, appreciation, admiration.&lt;/em&gt; I thought you'd prove me wrong the first time, but i got my hopes up. I'm vulnerable, but i'm not stupid. &lt;strong&gt;I know you try, i know you care, and i know you love me.&lt;/strong&gt; Its time for me to strengthen my heart. Give you your space, and let you breathe &lt;em&gt;finally.&lt;/em&gt; Days, months, years ive counted. But now i'm lookin at quality, &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; quantity. So i'm ready. Youre my bestfriend. I'm not mad at you. I never have been. All i really wanted was for you to treat me better, "even just a little bit".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This isnt a &lt;em&gt;divorce&lt;/em&gt;, its just a &lt;em&gt;seperation.&lt;/em&gt; Til you finally understand and appreciate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-3138639593172963785?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3138639593172963785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3138639593172963785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/05/ultimatum.html' title='Ultimatum.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-3531616779091751200</id><published>2008-02-11T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:09:35.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY+1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kev &amp;amp; i didnt see eachother today, sadly. Stuff came up. But we'll make up for it on valentine's day! Hopefuly, hahaha. Happy 27th kev! Anyways, didnt do anything today, slept practically the whole day, but whatever. Warriors won, 117-120. Oh did i mention, my dad met &lt;strong&gt;MATT&lt;/strong&gt; fcking &lt;strong&gt;BARNES&lt;/strong&gt; today &amp;amp; shook his hand? Fuck. That should've been me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/8470/mattbarnesfoolbackupar2.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-3531616779091751200?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3531616779091751200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/3531616779091751200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy1.html' title='HAPPY+1'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-7785132903291579581</id><published>2008-02-10T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:40:59.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Weekend started off great. Got out early friday, chilled with kev on saturday, and it was a pretty day to go out driving today. Played wii + guitar hero practically the whole weekend. Beat kev in every WiiSport game we played. Bowling, baseball, etc. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No school tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; due to President's Day, hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;+ Tomorrow is &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt; 2 years + 3 months = 27 months hoes :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Expect new "&lt;strong&gt;duo&lt;/strong&gt;" picture(s) tomorrow on my &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/im_diggen_y0u"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00374.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00378.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-7785132903291579581?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/7785132903291579581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/7785132903291579581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-school.html' title='No school.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/th_DSC00374.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-510933179174091942</id><published>2008-02-06T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T19:41:34.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was my first day back to school since friday of last week. Still sick. Ive been living off of kleenex, nyquil, &amp;amp; kid cuisine for the past 2 weeks! Damn. Tons of chem hw, which sucks. I dont get half the things in that class. But whatever. Getting out early on friday (1215PM) + no school monday. Hell yeah. The weekend is lookin real nice. I have to think of a valentine's present for my valentine fast! Cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00348.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00350.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-510933179174091942?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/510933179174091942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/510933179174091942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/02/cold-feet.html' title='Cold feet.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/th_DSC00348.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-4654080212510605520</id><published>2008-02-03T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:09:33.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy can i?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been sick alllll week. Coughing, sneezing, headaches, body-aches, runny nose, you name it; i have it. I think i have the flu or something, but i dont have a fever so? Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i schooled it allll week. Nothing big happened. So saturday! Went out on a date with kev. The first date in so long. We went out to union city in the cold/rainy weather. Ate dinner at fresh choice, helllllla full afterwards. After we went to blockbuster, rented halloween &amp;amp; bought some caandy for me :) Came home, chilled, took pictures, watched the movie then kev had to go to work at 8PM-12AM. Nothing really happened sunday, i did hw, thats about it. I got school tomorrow. Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00300.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00297.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00306.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/DSC00316.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-4654080212510605520?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/4654080212510605520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/4654080212510605520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/02/sexy-can-i.html' title='Sexy can i?'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u192/PIAABABY/other%20pictures/th_DSC00300.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2021018160607887840.post-5742057600571534047</id><published>2008-01-31T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:59:57.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mhmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally found out how to work this thing. It'll replace my xanga, fsho. I kinda figured xanga was hellllllllla out-dated. Hahahaha. And this one loads faster, so whatevs. Blogging will begin this weekend; after chem/english hw, chillen, &amp;amp; shopping. I won't blog everyday. K, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, i will be adding pictures on here sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2021018160607887840-5742057600571534047?l=piarincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/5742057600571534047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2021018160607887840/posts/default/5742057600571534047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piarincess.blogspot.com/2008/01/coming-soon-finally-found-out-how-to.html' title='Mhmm.'/><author><name>Piarincess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14385092920533380545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d0gha-5ETno/SfU9bPFRHAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/E8PUt_miJbU/S220/m_a1912f1cb91c451b8a745da432716cce.png'/></author></entry></feed>
