﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>rika_11's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from rika_11</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11</link></image><item><title>Sunday, October 23, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/373125122/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/373125122/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 15:47:53 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;CREATED &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;NEW XANGA..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;if you know me well and is smart enough&lt;BR&gt;you'll probably figure out the new xanga id. ciao.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/373125122/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, October 01, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/358724289/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/358724289/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 14:09:33 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;big&gt;goodbye &amp;hearts;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/358724289/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, September 28, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/356904575/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/356904575/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 17:06:24 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;wow im so tired.&lt;BR&gt;i think ive never had this less of a sleep before -_-&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;yay essa's gonna start working at the place i work at &amp;hearts;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;it's such a busy week i need to just &lt;STRONG&gt;relax&lt;/STRONG&gt;.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;-working more hours&lt;BR&gt;-having more HWs. &lt;STRONG&gt;will cram.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;sup&gt;i need to get a life..&lt;BR&gt;will someone give me theirs?&lt;BR&gt;or maybe sell it to me? &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;P&gt;=X&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/356904575/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, September 16, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/349067070/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/349067070/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2005 16:57:05 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;kausap ko si essa sa fone nung 12th.. &lt;BR&gt;ndi ko lam kung naalala &lt;EM&gt;niya&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;BR&gt;pero di nman nia binanget so whatever.&lt;BR&gt;wla na din akong cnabi..&lt;BR&gt;bgo ko ibaba ung fone nag pause ako ng ilang seconds&lt;BR&gt;tapos saka ko sinabing 'bye'&lt;BR&gt;hindi nia cgro na-gets dahil nag bye din lang cia&lt;BR&gt;oh well.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"saturday nite live" :&lt;BR&gt;since i dont have to work this weekend i guess im going.&lt;BR&gt;then sunday my sister wants to go to the movies&lt;BR&gt;to see exorcism of emily rose&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;uhmm..&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;funny thing happend today. but i'm not telling :P&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/349067070/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, September 14, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/347949007/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/347949007/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2005 20:00:54 GMT</pubDate><description>wow. im so freaking stressed you have no idea.&lt;BR&gt;it's all the little things you know&lt;BR&gt;and one thing on top of the other..&lt;BR&gt;im starting to hate everything!&lt;BR&gt;and i start to get that feeling &lt;BR&gt;that there's no place for me in this world&lt;BR&gt;not even my room. MY ROOM!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;effin shit.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i need a vacation. now!&lt;BR&gt;i swear. ill start running over people.&lt;BR&gt;no i dont have a car to run them over..&lt;BR&gt;me myself is good enough :P&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;everyone is giving me all this shit today&lt;BR&gt;im gonna start to crack im telling you&lt;BR&gt;that quiet, shy girl you see every single day&lt;BR&gt;thats a faux. trust me.&lt;BR&gt;nobody believes me though..&lt;BR&gt;well you'll see :P</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/347949007/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, September 07, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/343365831/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/343365831/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 20:04:48 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;NO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;imagine me dance around and sing a song..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;=O YAY&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/343365831/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, September 06, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/342625731/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/342625731/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Sep 2005 18:26:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;no time for long updates..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;busy busy &lt;BIG&gt;busy..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;working on &lt;STRONG&gt;picture updates&lt;/STRONG&gt;..&lt;BR&gt;raining &lt;U&gt;all week long&lt;/U&gt;.. it's gonna &lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;suck&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;SMALL&gt;essay, poems, outlines, and lotsa other crap to do.&lt;/SMALL&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SMALL&gt;phone bill &lt;STRONG&gt;again&lt;/STRONG&gt;.. ugh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SMALL&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;when's our next vacation?&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SMALL&gt;jake's bday&amp;nbsp;this month&amp;nbsp;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;big&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;still haven't figured out what to send.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SMALL&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/342625731/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, August 31, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/338521694/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/338521694/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 16:11:37 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;tony left work a few weeks ago&lt;BR&gt;i didn't have time to post :(&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;but i got &lt;B&gt;pictures&lt;/B&gt; and everything ^_^&lt;BR&gt;we rule the kitchen &lt;BIG&gt;YAY&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;uhm what else ..&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;yea me and jake are back together &lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;*whoot*&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;im flunking my online course.&lt;BR&gt;my dad kicks me off the comp &lt;B&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;#$&amp;amp;^@*&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;i don't get sleep anymore.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;apparently mark has a thing for me &lt;BR&gt;and he expresses that by &lt;I&gt;'running me over' with his car&lt;/I&gt; -_-&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;i haven't gotten my permit yet.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;i haven't reviewed for the SATs yet.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;I&gt;-&lt;/I&gt;im working again this weekend. &lt;I&gt;prolly closing.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;and i have &lt;B&gt;lotsa&lt;/B&gt; homework.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;yep.&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt; &lt;SUP&gt;it's been pretty busy.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nuf whinin. got stuff ta do.&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;*edit&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;apparently i dont have to work this weekend.&lt;BR&gt;(although i got a call this morning, &lt;BR&gt;but i can't since my cousin is visiting)&lt;BR&gt;and i was asked to work at the kitchen &lt;BR&gt;im not sure if i should ..&lt;BR&gt;uhm.. updates later&lt;BR&gt;will be at the beach.&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/B&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/338521694/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, August 26, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/335219982/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/335219982/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 18:22:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;someone shoot me. &lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;&lt;B&gt;i'm a failure.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/CENTER&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/335219982/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, August 23, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/333316669/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/333316669/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 21:05:52 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;wow.&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt; im &lt;U&gt;a week&lt;/U&gt; behind in my online courses :(&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and&lt;/B&gt; i got stuffy nose. &lt;I&gt;eww.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SUP&gt;thought id just say it straight out&lt;BR&gt;although on the other end of the line&lt;BR&gt;was dead, cold air.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i didn't think it would hurt &lt;BR&gt;to let go of something &lt;BR&gt;that didnt seem to be there anymore&lt;/SUP&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;i got a literary piece i want to post later..&lt;BR&gt;im not quite sure who the author is&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;but i think it's a masterpiece.&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;*edit&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/BIG&gt;&lt;U&gt;here it is&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Unexpectedly you came. Indifferent and clueless &lt;BR&gt;but&lt;BR&gt;you had the aura of complexity. I didn't bother to&lt;BR&gt;recognize the beauty that was innate in you for&lt;BR&gt;it was just one of those senseless conversations&lt;BR&gt;for me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;We were both minding our own pointless existence.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;As the witty exchange of words drew us together,&lt;BR&gt;it suddenly occurred to me that this was&lt;BR&gt;different. You were different. I instantly noticed&lt;BR&gt;how amazingly smart you were.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;That and more. I was the black pawn. You were the&lt;BR&gt;white knight. We were always on the same board &lt;BR&gt;but&lt;BR&gt;we never had our squares aligned. While I was &lt;BR&gt;busy&lt;BR&gt;protecting, shielding my own realm, you were&lt;BR&gt;having your own share of victorious moments. I&lt;BR&gt;took my steps one square at a time, constantly&lt;BR&gt;being aware of the threat that haunted me for&lt;BR&gt;years. Your valor radiated from within while your&lt;BR&gt;horse galloped. Your mere presence was too&lt;BR&gt;overwhelming for me not to notice.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;You were my metaphor.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Your vagueness was intriguing me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;For some strange reason it was as if I understood&lt;BR&gt;every crap you've been telling me. I just refused&lt;BR&gt;to acknowledge the fact that they were affecting me&lt;BR&gt;this much. I was trying desperately hard to resist&lt;BR&gt;being dragged any further into this but the scent&lt;BR&gt;of paranoia that once lingered in my whole being&lt;BR&gt;seemed to have faded.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It had its toll.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;You had me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;We both knew that we could not justify the &lt;BR&gt;mediocrity&lt;BR&gt;of it all. You once told me that caring for&lt;BR&gt;someone over SMS was hypocrisy. Still you said &lt;BR&gt;you&lt;BR&gt;meant those words that you blurted out that one&lt;BR&gt;midnight when I was about to hit the sack. How &lt;BR&gt;ironic.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I had doubts about its sincerity, though. I told&lt;BR&gt;you that. You didn't argue. You just understood.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I was confused that's why I just had to draw the&lt;BR&gt;line. I didn't want to hold on to something that&lt;BR&gt;was not even there. You assured me that it was&lt;BR&gt;there, constantly hovering over my open palm.&lt;BR&gt;Somehow I just&lt;BR&gt;couldn't grasp it. Maybe because I was just trying&lt;BR&gt;hard to get a grip of it for I feared that it&lt;BR&gt;might go away. I realized that I wasn't letting it&lt;BR&gt;have a chance to calmly rest on my palm. I know&lt;BR&gt;you were just taking your time. You've been doing&lt;BR&gt;that from the start. You would never know how &lt;BR&gt;much&lt;BR&gt;I appreciated you for that. You were just probably&lt;BR&gt;as scared as I was. Not even half I bet, for now&lt;BR&gt;you have everything to lose.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm nearing the end of the chessboard. Soon I'll be&lt;BR&gt;transformed into a queen. I don't know how to&lt;BR&gt;rule. This whole sense of sovereignty and royalty&lt;BR&gt;is far too profound for me to comprehend.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Give me reasons to trust you.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Tell me you'll guard me with all your heart.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Tell me you'll erase the fear that I've been&lt;BR&gt;having of falling in love.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Assure me that you're the one I've been longing&lt;BR&gt;for and I'll forever be yours.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Check. Your move.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/rika_11/333316669/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>