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  <title>Nikki</title>
  <subtitle>Nikki</subtitle>
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    <email>skittlewicked@aol.com</email>
    <name>Nikki</name>
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  <updated>2003-08-21T18:09:55Z</updated>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2003-08-21T14:09:00</title>
    <published>2003-08-21T18:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-21T18:09:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i downloaded this so i could use it for my cl, but apparently, i can't.&lt;br /&gt;):</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nikkida:37480</id>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2003-06-13T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-14T00:44:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-14T00:44:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" bgcolor="#ccddcc" width="300"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;My College Is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;princeton College&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theatomictemple.com/img/cgoof.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;Students at princeton College goof off a lot.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theatomictemple.com/img/csex.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;The average student has sex 14 times a month.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theatomictemple.com/img/cfrat.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;There are lots of frats and sororities.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theatomictemple.com/img/cdrink.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;Booze is the drug of choice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="30"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1" color="#000000"&gt;The average GPA is 2.25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif" size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatomictemple.com" style="color:#118811"&gt;Enroll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nikkida:37328</id>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2003-06-04T19:25:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-04T23:24:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-04T23:24:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Andrew, what the fuck did I do?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nikkida:37051</id>
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    <title>(Stole this off of somebody's friend's list.)</title>
    <published>2003-05-19T00:29:08Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-19T00:35:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I can't regret, &lt;br /&gt;can't you just forget it? &lt;br /&gt;I started something I couldn't finish &lt;br /&gt;And if we go down, &lt;br /&gt;we go down together &lt;br /&gt;best friends means, &lt;br /&gt;well best friends means &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a twenty-dollar bill &lt;br /&gt;that says you're up late night starting &lt;br /&gt;fist fights versus fences in your backyard &lt;br /&gt;Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor &lt;br /&gt;Soaking in sympathy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;from friends who never loved you &lt;br /&gt;nearly half as much as me&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms &lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;it's just what anyone would do &lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it &lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;it's something unforgivable...ohoh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't regret, &lt;br /&gt;can't you just forget it? &lt;br /&gt;I started something I couldn't finish &lt;br /&gt;If we go down, &lt;br /&gt;we go down together &lt;br /&gt;best friends means, &lt;br /&gt;well best friends means &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;((You never knew &lt;br /&gt;well i never told you... &lt;br /&gt;Everything I know about breaking hearts &lt;br /&gt;I learned from you, it's true &lt;br /&gt;I've never done it with the style and grace you have &lt;br /&gt;But I've made long term plans &lt;br /&gt;based on these mistakes))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms &lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;it's just what anyone would do &lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it &lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;it's something unforgivable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you call tact? &lt;br /&gt;I swear you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back &lt;br /&gt;so let's end this call, &lt;br /&gt;and end this conversation &lt;br /&gt;there's nothing worse... &lt;br /&gt;(that's right he said, that's right he said it) &lt;br /&gt;I swear, you have no idea &lt;br /&gt;The jealousy that became me thinking &lt;br /&gt;(that's right he said) &lt;br /&gt;that you always had it way too easy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms &lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;it's just what anyone would do &lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it &lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you &lt;br /&gt;it's something unforgivable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pulled the trigger &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pulled the trigger &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pulled the trigger &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pulled the trigger &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pulled the trigger &lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friend thinks I pulled the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Best friend thinks you get what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell... I know, right now, you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;But someday you're gunna think of me, and how I &lt;b&gt;used to be&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2003-04-30T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-30T22:36:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-30T22:36:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, today I bought Flowers for Algernon, among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, tell your mother to clean the house before ten o' clock tonight. I'm calling.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nikkida:36566</id>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2003-04-28T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-28T20:04:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-28T20:04:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>funeral oration - hard to the core</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Your heart is young, but your soul is old. At least, that's how the Stars make you feel. Each fresh experience rings with deep truth, as if you've been through it enough times to know it intimately. People look into your eyes and assume that you know more than you're telling. Maybe they're right, unless you're in a chatty mood. Instead, you're probably savoring the moment. The joy of accomplishment blurs the line between work and play. If it comes with your name on it, it has to be fun. There's a touch of romance in everything you do.</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2003-04-27T19:49:00</title>
    <published>2003-04-27T23:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-27T23:51:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the queers - little rich working class oi boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and then there was one.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nikkida:36013</id>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-24T05:30:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-25T00:55:22Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-25T00:55:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Screw happy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.ujournal.org/nikkida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't read it, just know that this journal is half dead. I feel bad, 'cause my mom paid for it. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-17T01:48:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-17T20:48:54Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-17T20:48:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=47317"&gt;View Poll: Themes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a dollar if you... Whats it called... OH YEAH! LKDFSKF! Vote.</content>
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    <title>"I would die for you."</title>
    <published>2002-07-16T23:27:43Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-16T23:27:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Light me up that ciggerette, and I'll strap shoes on my feet. / I got a dalmation, I can still get high."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the zoo today. o_o Saw this really cute boy, and everytime I looked over at him, he was looking at me. o_O I saw the worst movie yesterday. Royal picked it out, it's called Boa. x_X Terrible. When we went to the zoo, I got to hold a baby chic. It was so soft, an' fluffy. I liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;cite&gt;"I hate you, I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I sware to god I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;I love you."&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore I wasn't going to cry. And I haven't for about two weeks. And I'm not going to. Thats what I keep telling myself, and I don't know where these tears are coming from, but I'm not gonna cry. Not gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;"I would die for you &lt;br /&gt;I would die for you &lt;br /&gt;I've been dying just to feel you by my side, to know that you're mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would cry for you &lt;br /&gt;I would cry for you &lt;br /&gt;I will wash away your pain with all my tears, I'm drowning on fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for you &lt;br /&gt;I will pray for you, &lt;br /&gt;I will sell my soul for something pure and true, someone like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See your face every place that I walk in &lt;br /&gt;Hear your voice every time that I'm talkin' &lt;br /&gt;You will believe in me, and I will never be ignored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will burn for you &lt;br /&gt;Feel pain for you &lt;br /&gt;I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart, and tear it apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lie for you &lt;br /&gt;Beg and steal for you &lt;br /&gt;I will crawl on hands and knees until you see, you're just like me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violate all the love that I'm missin' &lt;br /&gt;Throw away all the pain that I'm livin' &lt;br /&gt;You will believe in me, and I can never be ignored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would die for you &lt;br /&gt;I would kill for you &lt;br /&gt;I will steal for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd do time for you &lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd make room for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd sink ships for you, &lt;br /&gt;Take the cross for you &lt;br /&gt;Make me a part of you &lt;br /&gt;Because I believe in you &lt;br /&gt;I believe in you &lt;br /&gt;I would die for you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody to love.&lt;/cite&gt;</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-14T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-15T04:18:40Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-15T04:18:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/whitereflection24" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bluephoenix/horny.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/whitereflection24" target="new"&gt;What's Your Inner Demon?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;this quiz was made by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/shinimegami52"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My bumper sticker reads:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/acthree2003/bumper.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/vivere/feel_myself2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kinky.&lt;br&gt;Take the quiz.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-14T09:10:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-15T04:11:33Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-15T04:11:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm bored. My brother was talking aboutm rashes, hes disgusting. I gotta get off really soon 'cause I told Kelsi she could call her friend back. o_O I'm bored. I have nothing to do. I want a website horribly. I'll pay somebody to make one. x_X  I want one that looks just what I want it to look like. Da da da da da da da. I got another new shirt. It's so cute. I luff it. Buh-bye! Oh yeah, I got a ujournal. Ujournal. Thats so gay. x_X</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-12T11:08:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-12T18:08:02Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-12T18:08:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Garbage&lt;br /&gt;#1 Crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would die for you &lt;br /&gt;I would die for you &lt;br /&gt;I've been dying just to feel you by my side, to know that you're mine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would cry for you &lt;br /&gt;I would cry for you &lt;br /&gt;I will wash away your pain with all my tears, I'm drowning on fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for you &lt;br /&gt;I will pray for you, &lt;br /&gt;I will sell my soul for something pure and true, someone like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See your face every place that I walk in &lt;br /&gt;Hear your voice every time that I'm talkin' &lt;br /&gt;You will believe in me, and I will never be ignored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will burn for you &lt;br /&gt;Feel pain for you &lt;br /&gt;I will twist the knife and bleed my aching heart, and tear it apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lie for you &lt;br /&gt;Beg and steal for you &lt;br /&gt;I will crawl on hands and knees until you see, you're just like me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violate all the love that I'm missin' &lt;br /&gt;Throw away all the pain that I'm livin' &lt;br /&gt;You will believe in me, and I can never be ignored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would die for you &lt;br /&gt;I would kill for you &lt;br /&gt;I will steal for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd do time for you &lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd make room for you &lt;br /&gt;I'd sink ships for you, &lt;br /&gt;Take the cross for you &lt;br /&gt;Make me a part of you &lt;br /&gt;Because I believe in you &lt;br /&gt;I believe in you &lt;br /&gt;I would die for you</content>
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    <title>dfghggh</title>
    <published>2002-07-11T20:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-11T20:35:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMG. Something gross and funny as hell just happend. I'm sunburned as fuck. x_X Talking to Beani, I miss her a lot. Kelsi said her friends (mostly really cute guys. O_o) said I have a nice body. o_O I saw this one kid, Brett, adorable as anything and I wanted to do him but he kept glancing at my boobs and it made me nervous. o______O;;;;;; OMG. I love Dean Koontz. PHYSCHOLOGICAL THRILLERS TURN ME ON! o_o I mean, no! Umm, umm, umm, my brother's friend, Royal, is here. I can't stand that kid, but the more I have to look at him, the cuter he gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is crazy good. Dmmdmmmdmm, -reads.-</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-07T12:22:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-07T19:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-07T19:21:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I totally hate the (Dance with me.) thing, tho. And I'm too lazy to figure out how to fix it.</content>
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    <title>Layout.</title>
    <published>2002-07-07T19:20:53Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-07T19:20:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WELL. I like my layout. Messed around with it for a while. If you can't see it, click "Dance with me." then hit the back button on yer browser. It should work. o_____O</content>
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    <title>Doo doo doo.</title>
    <published>2002-07-07T00:53:17Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-07T00:53:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm at my Uncle's house. Not my real uncle, but who cares. I love this house. IT's huge, but it's only one story and it's up in the country with lotsa big hills all around. He's got a pool, and a dirt bike thingie, and umm, a trampoline. I really like it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is talking about something or other, and I'm not really listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Allen. I'm not sure if I actually miss him, or how I was around him. Probably the latter, he's bitchy. :/  Sometimes, I wish nothing would've ever changed.  Nothing at all. Maybe I wish too much. Anyways, I'm being nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go to this one Japanese resteraunt tonight, but we can't 'cause we're at Uncle Greg's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna rent FFX really, really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the beach tommorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon hasn't called me. ._. Probably because it's a long distance call from Catalina to San Diego. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he would like, touch my hand, or rub my arm (xD), or just be touchy-feely on me at all, I get shivers. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Me&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-05T04:39:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-05T23:39:43Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-05T23:39:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nada</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got my hair cut, did I already say that? I like it. It's nice. Anyways, I might go to my Uncle Greg's house later. Hes not my real uncle, but his house is really, really cool. Hes got a pool, and a trampoline, and dirt bikes, or whatever you call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;BLUE ORANGE BLACK: You're a Manager &lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are about constructing something new. You are constantly looking at past experiences to see what was of value. Then you tell everyone what actions need to be taken or avoided. &lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;"If you haven't completed your work, put in some extra hours. It will help you feel more relaxed knowing that you completed everything before kicking back for the weekend. 3 stars    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Numbers:&lt;br /&gt;16, 28, 31, 36, 43, 47 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Chinese Proverb:&lt;br /&gt;"Those who seek harmony know how to find it."        "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on my star sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(November 22-December 21) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Symbol: The Archer &lt;br /&gt;Ruling Planet: Jupiter &lt;br /&gt;Element: Fire &lt;br /&gt;Cross/Quality: Mutable &lt;br /&gt;Group: Theoretical &lt;br /&gt;House Ruled: Ninth &lt;br /&gt;Polarity: Positive &lt;br /&gt;Opposite Sign: Gemini &lt;br /&gt;Favorable Colors: Purple &amp; Blue &lt;br /&gt;Lucky Gem: Turquoise &lt;br /&gt;Key Body Part: Hips &amp; Thighs &lt;br /&gt;Period: Nov.22 - Dec.21 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Basic Profile:&lt;br /&gt;Independent, honest, optimistic, friendly, driven, freewheeling, free spirit, good-humored, casual, forthright, philosophical, restless, un-inhibited, , adventurous, intuitive,  but can be self-righteous, rebellious, irresponsible, careless, inaccurate, superficial, impulsive, outspoken, candid,  &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Famous Sagittarians:&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra, Steven Spielberg, Tina Turner, Joe DiMaggio, Beethoven, Noel Coward, Walt Disney, Mark Twain, Winston Churchill, Woody Allen, Brad Pitt, Jane Austen, Emily Dickinson, Frank Zappa, Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Element: Fire  &lt;br /&gt;Heading:  South-South-East  &lt;br /&gt;Color: Red  &lt;br /&gt;Yin/Yang: More Yang  &lt;br /&gt;Chinese Name: SHE  &lt;br /&gt;Meaning:  Foresight  &lt;br /&gt;Sign Order: Sixth  &lt;br /&gt;Season: Spring  &lt;br /&gt;Favorable Month: May  &lt;br /&gt;Counterpart: Taurus  &lt;br /&gt;Friend: Ox, Rooster  Foe: Pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positives: Subtle, Insightful, Shrewd, Discreet, Wise, Compassionate &lt;br /&gt;Negatives: Proud, Manipulative, Vain, Malicious, Possessive&lt;br /&gt;Famous Snakes: Mae West, Martin Luther King Jr., Greta Garbo, Howard Hughes, Grace Kelly, Ehud Barak, Yasser Arafat, Oprah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.</content>
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    <title>"Twist it 'till your face is cherry red."</title>
    <published>2002-07-04T03:11:17Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-04T03:11:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Deadsy song, but I can't remember the name of it.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Zidane LP:  Is it? Well  I'll stop the whole "let's get a rush from being pissed off by Allen" thing you take so much pleasure in doing. You'll never be able to break me down like you used to. Get me out of your mind completely, because you're not in mine anymore at all. Your little girl friend should be able to take all this "paining" away. Because you won't be able to talk to me anymore. Laters.</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-03T10:30:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-03T17:30:56Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-03T17:30:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None. No winamp, no nothing here.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nothings happened since yesterday. Talked to Jon on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I think I love him, and he said the exact same thing. I couldn't stop smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I said "I love you" he said it right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he was really, really upset I couldn't go to Catalina with him. Hell, I got to talk to his dad for a few minutes, and his dad was kinna upset, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dad is hilarious; great guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh jesus christ.  Kelsi and Gianna are like, angry at Jon for god knows why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jon.</content>
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    <title>Love.</title>
    <published>2002-07-03T02:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-03T02:15:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none omg.  the doorbell just rang. noone is at the door.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Jon left today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I wrote him a note that said "I luff you this much: Luff  Luff  Luff  Luff  Luff  Luff  Luff  Luff  Luff  plus a bjillion." on it. He read it and went, kinna quiet like, "Love you, too." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him. I'm in love with him. He was actually going to take me to Cataline Island with him and his dad. Really. His dad said he could take one person, and he wanted to take me. My parents said no, even tho my dad's mom tried to talk him into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held his hand, rested my head on his chest, sprawled out next to him, propped my chin on his knee, and clung constantly to him. I love him, and I love being around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way he smells, the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not looking. I love how, when I'm not holding his hand, he takes mine. I love it how he rests his head on mine. I love the way he laughs at the stupid things I say. I love the way he does fattie laces, 'cause ain't nothin' cooler then fattie laces on some Osiris.  I love the way he wraps his arms around me when I hug him. I love the way he drapes his arm over mine when I rest myself on him. I love the way he makes me feel safe. I love the way he talks. I love his voice.  I love how he says his hero is Kid Rock, even tho I hateKid Rock, because I know he says it because he knows it pisses me off. I love how hes so insanely sweet. He really knows how to treat a girl. Really does. He spent 6o$ on me and I bought him a Cherry Coke. He took me to the movies, I pointed out to him how the chicks in the movie Scooby Doos' boobs were uneven. I cried over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry more. I cried after he left. It hurt. Huge, dry sobs. Hurt like hell. Didn't even breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;Didn't have to breath.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm trying to download some files I sent myself on my grandma's computer. It's slow as anything. For real, yo. Wicked terrible. I want Jon to call me. Really. He swore he would. But I'm online, huh. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;;;; Anyways. Don't really miss anybody. I'm kinna mad at my mom for not letting me go with Jon. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; I really wanna. He actually leaves for Catalina tommorrow, early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Jon. You better call me. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call you up&lt;br /&gt;You pick up&lt;br /&gt;You call my bluff&lt;br /&gt;On the card to love&lt;br /&gt;You hold too close&lt;br /&gt;Your hands to your chest&lt;br /&gt;I can read your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I confess&lt;br /&gt;It's lonely far from you, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're right by me&lt;br /&gt;It's only why I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;To take my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I beg like a child for your candy?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I come after you like I do, I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;You be my angel&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play my cards the best I can&lt;br /&gt;But I lose my luck when you're not here&lt;br /&gt;My darling heart&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please give in?&lt;br /&gt;I may be strong&lt;br /&gt;But I want you back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're not here it's hard to pretend&lt;br /&gt;It's all alright again&lt;br /&gt;When you're not here love it's hard to pretend&lt;br /&gt;It's all alright but still&lt;br /&gt;Why do I beg like a child for your candy?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I run after you like I do, I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you are&lt;br /&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;You be my angel, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the deck&lt;br /&gt;Count your cards&lt;br /&gt;Makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;That I'm always losing&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I beg like a child for your candy?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I come after you like I do, I love you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you are&lt;br /&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my angel, you&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;</content>
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    <title>nikkida @ 2002-07-01T10:02:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-01T17:02:09Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-01T17:02:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love Jon.</content>
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    <title>WOO!</title>
    <published>2002-07-01T16:56:46Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-01T16:56:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NONE! HEHEHEH! GIGGLING! My litte cuz just said Coca Lola!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HEEEEY EV'RYBODY! :D I'm in Cali. w00t. Omg, okay. I knew this guy, Jon, my cousin's friend, from a few years back. I saw him yesterday, apparently he wanted to suprise me by hiding in the closet. Sneaky, huh. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; Too bad I knew the kid was in there. o_O Anyways, hes un-godly sexy. Hes got the most wonderful personality in the whole entire world. And when we were at the movies, my hand brushed against his, and he held my hand. o_o HE HELD MY HAND AND I THOUGHT I WAS GUNNA DIE! OMG! It felt so good. And then, my shirt ept coming un-buttoned (xD) and he kept going, "Hey, I'll button  it. -Suggestive look.-" and I was like, "-CRACKS UP!- Sorry, Jon. Maybe next time. -Suggestive look.-" God, hes so wonderful. Hes leaving to go back to Colorado on Wednesday, tho. I'mma miss him really bad. But, anyways. I think he has a girlfriend but when I asked him, he said he used to have one, but he broke up with her before he left or something. &lt;b&gt;Ari:&lt;/b&gt;"Whats yer girlfriends name!? Tell me! NOW!" &lt;b&gt;Jon:&lt;/b&gt;"I don't &lt;cite&gt;have&lt;/cite&gt; a girlfriend. I like you and you know that." &lt;b&gt;Ari:&lt;/b&gt; "-DIES!!!!- I like you, too. -CRAZY GIGGLING-"  Heee. :DDDDDD He has the sexiest voice ever. I sware. x_X So sexy. I want him to come over now. AND HE TOLD ME HE WANTS ME TO BE ALL UP ON HIM! HE SAID THAT! YES! YES! YES! :DD He said that Gianna, his best friend, was WAY too up on him. I hate hr. Fo' real, yo. I hate her. X_X SO GODDAMN MUCH! STUPID MOTHER FUCKING BITCH! Anyways, I'mma end this. OMG. Wait. My grandmas house is so fucking haunted. I need to go home to Jon's house. Right now. ;-; I'm serious. Things slam doors, and it gets really fucking cold in certian places and things scratch at the bottoms of beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Arielle&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>... o_o</title>
    <published>2002-06-29T17:58:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Goddamitt.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta leave soon, but get this.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my brother was being an asshole, so I went up to him and kicked his ass.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I hurt my foot, LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DUN WANNA SAY ANYTHING 'CAUSE MY MOM WON'T CARE AND MY DAD WON'T CARE AND MY DOG WON'T CARE BUT MY TOE HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;X_X BAD!&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! MY TOE HURTS! I THINK I BROKE IT WHEN I KICKED RYAN'S ASS!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WALK AROUND?!</content>
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    <title>;lihjjdlgkjdfljdf;lkgjdflkgh!!@ MONEY</title>
    <published>2002-06-28T17:20:16Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-28T17:20:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NOTHING, MOTHERFUCKERS!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">God fucking dammit.&lt;br /&gt;I can only have twenty of my fucking 12o$ because my dad doesn't have 12o$ to fucking give me.&lt;br /&gt;God fucking dammit.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKSHITFUCKSHITFUCKSHITMOTHERFUCKERGODDAMMITFUCKINGHELL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;__&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT NOW, MOTHER FUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY~!&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER FUCKING CRACKERS!&lt;br /&gt;YOU OWE ME ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FUCKING BUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT THE FUCK NOW.&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;NOW~~~~!&lt;br /&gt;GOD DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BUY A SINGLE FUCKING THING AT HOTTOPIC FOR 20 FUCKING SHITTY DOLLARS.&lt;br /&gt;THATS A GOD DAMN EXPENSIVE STORE.&lt;br /&gt;I need hair dye and that corset shirt. ._.&lt;br /&gt;And soo much other stuff for Cali.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this sounds wicked selfish. It should.</content>
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