<?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-9101259202751243574</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:27:08.286-07:00</updated><category term='Fly'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='travel'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='training'/><category term='boldness'/><category term='Lord'/><category term='God'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>Nickers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-2807387203419224179</id><published>2008-12-31T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:54:53.952-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Crazy times!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I thought when I woke up today that it was going to be quite normal.... NOT!! lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So on my first leg... Chicago to Austin.... I had a girl totally pass out and fall into my arms!!! It was crazy... and I got her to the ground and she woke up... but then she was totally like in and out as far as consciousness! it was crazy... So finally I had to administer Oxygen to her and we tested her blood sugar level and it was kinda low so we gave her juice and she stayed on O2 for the whole 2 and a half hours of the flight! it was totally crazy... My first Emergency thing on board!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN.... we went from Austin to Dulles... and when we landed there I thought whew.... a leg with out trouble! haha well I decided to get off the aircraft and get something to eat.. well when I came down the stairs of the aircraft... I totally fell!! FLAT on my stomach!! like totally flat!!! hahaha I am all scrapped up and I think I pulled a small muscle in my calf!! Oh man... I hope the next two days go better!!! =( hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-2807387203419224179?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/2807387203419224179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=2807387203419224179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2807387203419224179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2807387203419224179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-times.html' title='Crazy times!!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-2488917967469873667</id><published>2008-12-13T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:03:13.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I sign up for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So things here kinda suck right now. I am getting no flights at all and I have been sitting on reserve at the airport for 10 hour a day for the past 3 days! it sucks. I mainly sleep, all day! lol which I like sleeping, but I want to go fly. that's why I got this job! right. I mean I did sign up to be a flight attendant??? or did I sign up to be a sleeping attendant??? which is it???? lol&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to sound like I am being ungrateful, but I thought when I got my dream job of being a flight attendant I would actually BE FLYING! not sitting around, all day, every day, waiting to be called! I guess it's the life of a new flight attendant. but this sucks! I wish I was at least at home waiting. Sitting here in Chicago, with no friends, no family, nobody to go to the city with and hang out... sucks!!! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-2488917967469873667?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/2488917967469873667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=2488917967469873667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2488917967469873667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2488917967469873667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-did-i-sign-up-for.html' title='What did I sign up for?'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-2613653591269545729</id><published>2008-10-31T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:04:25.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>Adventures in F/A school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Today is day 3 of 18 and I am finally getting to write a blog!!! that's how busy we have been!! It's crazy! But I have been doing great. We have had 3 test and I have passed all 3! With flying colors! haha day one was just A LOOOOOOOOOOT of paperwork! and crazy confusion! Day two was a little better but still, some crazy confusion. We got to go to the hanger last night and walk around on an empty plane! that was super fun! (I have pics down below to show my adventures.) And we get to go again tomorrow night. and every time we go, it's really late at night! like 10pm! lol and, we are there for a couple hours! so it's been some crazy hours here so far. But non-the-less, I am having a good time. Missing my family and friends a ton though. So I can't wait to go home and see everyone! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFrNizcI/AAAAAAAAABc/fxcI_p9_-Jg/s1600-h/me+in+closet+on+aircraft.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263518390313733570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFrNizcI/AAAAAAAAABc/fxcI_p9_-Jg/s320/me+in+closet+on+aircraft.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ME in the wardrobe closet on board the aircraft.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFX0hylI/AAAAAAAAABU/hwrSH1clZ8c/s1600-h/me+in+the+jumpseat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263518385108535890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFX0hylI/AAAAAAAAABU/hwrSH1clZ8c/s320/me+in+the+jumpseat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me in the Jumpseat on board the aircraft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFcFyszI/AAAAAAAAABM/inhJttlcwWs/s1600-h/on+board+an+aircraft2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263518386254689074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFcFyszI/AAAAAAAAABM/inhJttlcwWs/s320/on+board+an+aircraft2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of our trainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFPb9qoI/AAAAAAAAABE/8yAFBOiLZ0Y/s1600-h/on+board+an+aircraft1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263518382858021506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFPb9qoI/AAAAAAAAABE/8yAFBOiLZ0Y/s320/on+board+an+aircraft1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two more of our trainers.&lt;/div&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/9101259202751243574-2613653591269545729?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/2613653591269545729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=2613653591269545729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2613653591269545729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2613653591269545729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/10/adventures-in-fa-school.html' title='Adventures in F/A school'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ET5Ss7Kdg_k/SQvGFrNizcI/AAAAAAAAABc/fxcI_p9_-Jg/s72-c/me+in+closet+on+aircraft.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-2301137681106002333</id><published>2008-10-21T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:35:38.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, up and away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;So as I am sitting here at my current job, listening to the drilling and re-construction of the office... I ponder to think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;I found out about a week ago that I got accepted to join the Republic Airways. Which means... I GOT THE JOB! haha I start training for the flight attendant position a week from today and I am having mixed emotions about it. I am supper excited to have this opportunity of a lifetime don't get me wrong, but I am also kinda sad right now. I feel like I have supporters on my side during this endeavor, but I also feel like I have people that are starting to be distant and not really care. Almost like they are mad I am achieving my dream and they aren't. Which hurts. Aren't you supposed to be loving and supportive towards your friends no matter what??? I breaks my heart a little to know that I have 'friends' like that. It's like I sit there and cry cuz I am sad that I am leaving them, but they just sit there, not even noticing that I am sad or upset. and then they distance them selves from me. Like they are just SO busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;I said a prayer last night... My prayer did consist of my trip and that I am hoping I make it through training. but it mainly consisted of my friends. I prayed for all my friends. and each prayer was different, but still it was for them. Sometimes I wonder if they do they same? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;I'm not trying to sound selfish or act all 'high and mighty'... I just am writing down all the thoughts that have been running through my head for the past couple days. and I'm not going to apologize cuz they are just thoughts. Every time I think of something like that though, I ask God to take it away. But it still kind of hurts, ya know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-2301137681106002333?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/2301137681106002333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=2301137681106002333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2301137681106002333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/2301137681106002333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/10/up-up-and-away.html' title='Up, up and away!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-5927557368858356112</id><published>2008-10-06T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:11:32.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Offically freaking out!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;OK, I am officially freaking out right now. I just received my confirmation for my flight to go to Indianapolis for the Flight  attendant interview, and it is really sinking in that I am flying there tomorrow!!!! AND there might be a huge chance that they want me right away and I would be moving to somewhere unknown, and I would be totally alone. I am trying not to cry as I right this cuz I am totally going to miss everyone here. I have loving family and friends here that are the most important people in my life. but I need to follow my dreams. I will try to visit as often as possible. But I know that this is the direction that God is wanting me to take. I can just feel his presence when I am thinking about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt; I love how when you totally rely on God and his love for you, things HAPPEN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-5927557368858356112?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/5927557368858356112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=5927557368858356112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/5927557368858356112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/5927557368858356112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/10/offically-freaking-out.html' title='Offically freaking out!!'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-8118591989184419581</id><published>2008-09-21T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:37:12.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;So I just can't hold it in anymore. I am to excited, nervous, and anxious for this to happen that I have to let it all out. What I am feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I have been trying to pursue a dream of mine for a while now. I love meeting new people and going on adventures and I think that the ultimate job field for me would be a Flight attendant position. Well a few years ago I was attempting to achieve this dream. I had been applying to airline after airline. and had a couple interviews, but nothing really came out of it. SO I thought to myself, "well if it's something God wants me to do I will eventually get it". And I just put it into the back of my mind and started trying to find something that made me happy right now. Well in July I started working at this job I am at now, and I learned of an agent that was with the company, that she is a Flight Attendant. and I though to myself... I could really get some incite from her. She is an awesome woman and I am grateful I got to know her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Well fast forward to today... Earlier this week I had the opportunity to apply for a position as a flight attendant to a company called Republic Airways. It's a company that works with like 6 major airlines and they hire out for these airlines. Well I applied on Tuesday for the position, and on Wednesday I got a phone call! They want to fly me out for a recruitment event and an interview in Indianapolis, IN. I an soooooooo excited nervous, and anxious I can't stand it. I keep running through my head... What am I going to wear, say, do? I have to research this company, get all my paperwork together... AHHHH!! haha I just am so excited cuz I think it could work this time! I am older, have more life experience, and have better knowledge of some things than I did last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-8118591989184419581?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/8118591989184419581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=8118591989184419581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/8118591989184419581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/8118591989184419581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-just-cant-hold-it-in-anymore.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-294144932249860368</id><published>2008-08-09T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:35:01.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord'/><title type='text'>prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shepard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall obey all commands and only send praises to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He will always love me for me and will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; all of my worship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will rejoice in Him with my brothers and sisters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be loved by You is the only thing I long for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be held by You is what I wait for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To speak to You is what I look forward to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the limbs of a branch, I am weak,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but strong through your winds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not see the world as it is through your eyes yet, but I long for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray that one day I will be so amazed by your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;splendors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; that I cannot even fathom it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-294144932249860368?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/294144932249860368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=294144932249860368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/294144932249860368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/294144932249860368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayers.html' title='prayers'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9101259202751243574.post-3172629341866896162</id><published>2008-07-21T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:21:02.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boldness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>These are the days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993300;"&gt;These are the days.  We are just supposed to enjoy life and go for it right?  well I tried, but I didn't really go for it. I attempted to. but didn't follow through. I made a road trip this weekend and with every intention to, as Ayla would say, "spit some game" lol. but I got scared and backed out. haha oh well I guess I need to just, as Tia would say, "grow some!" hahaha But I had fun none-the-less. Tia and I went to the beach, hung out on the Pier and had some good food. We got home way to late though. I think that the lateness of the hour contributed to this but as we were driving home, we get to about Bouge Rd and George Washington Blvd and all of a sudden there is this HUGE white Owl that falls from the tree that is hanging over the road! I freak out, swerve around and am screaming! Tia freaks out and is like holy crap what happened! haha it was very eventful and needless to say I was awake after that! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;But seriuosly people, I know I need to take my own advice here, but if you feel something in you that needs to be spoken, JUST DO IT! What do you have to loose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9101259202751243574-3172629341866896162?l=amazingnickers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/feeds/3172629341866896162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9101259202751243574&amp;postID=3172629341866896162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/3172629341866896162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9101259202751243574/posts/default/3172629341866896162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amazingnickers.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-are-days.html' title='These are the days'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726907068563873740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
