<?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-9980141</id><updated>2011-07-25T11:13:24.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Mente y Pensamientos</title><subtitle type='html'>Im growing up, Im going out into this crzy world of ours and facing reality....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-116231984822017120</id><published>2006-10-31T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:37:28.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Well, for one thing, Im happy! Changes have been for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to school after taking a yr off and being cabezona. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I quit my job, but i have another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, im going to be a tia . Yay! I luv my sobrinos, they are my life and i like to spoil them, and run around with them since im not married and dont have any kids. (and not thinking about them anytime soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, all im going to do for Halloween, is be at my grandmas house and give away candy with my bf. I remember when my mom used to take us out trick or treating. It was awesome. So many memories. tear, tear. Bueno, vamos a ver si no salemos asustados. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-116231984822017120?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/116231984822017120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=116231984822017120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/116231984822017120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/116231984822017120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-114978085890923125</id><published>2006-06-08T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T09:34:18.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/1600/diana%20blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/200/diana%20blue.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things have changed in the last month. ay ay ay where do I begin? I have a new job!!! Yep I quit my last job because I got a better job offer, one thing to keep in mind, I will probably never work retail again!!! I thanked my last employer for the oppurtunity they gave me, gave my two wks notice and left open doors if i wanted to go back again. Know im off working somewhere else where its not to hectic. Its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took that big giant leap to cutting my hair!! I had it below my waist and now its shoulder lenght. I regret it, but i guess it was just a sign for me of moving on to bigger and better things and just forgeting about old stuff, grudges and bettering myself. (is bettering a word?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-114978085890923125?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/114978085890923125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=114978085890923125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114978085890923125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114978085890923125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/06/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-114351450003430798</id><published>2006-03-27T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:58:44.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination</title><content type='html'>How can there still be so much discrimination!!!! Im so mad and angry.!!!!! On Friday we took my mom to the emergency room on doctors orders for her to be admitted into the ER b-cuz she had her blood pressure high, her right side was feeling numb andd she said she couldnt stand her head. The doctor said that if my mom didnt get treated she could have a heart attack or cerebral damage. Guess what?Excuse me for the next choice of words i use, but the fucking hospital, (yes you read right!) didnt want to admit my mom b-cuz we had no form of paying for it! We dont have insurance, or medicaid, and no form of giving the $500 deposit they were asking for. These were the exact words of that stupid supervisor after he had my whole family up his ass about it!!! , " If you dont have the money for the deposit there is nothing I can do to help her." What the fuck was all that about!!!! I felt like tearing down those stupid signs they have about not refusing medical attention to anyone in case of a medical emergency!!!! Fucking double standard hospital!!!! I am so outraged and mad that they said that to my mom. After the supervisor  saw that all of us where there arguing, he finally said well then have a seat and well see what we can do. While they kept admittin everyone else, my mom was in pain sitting patiently and waiting for nearly four hours. Until finally we decided that they were not going to do anything to her. So we got the doctors orders and went to another hospital down the street where they were super nice didnt care about the money and admitted my mother. I just want to thank the plp at &lt;a href="http://www.carpe-edatum.com/DHR/index.php"&gt;Doctors Hospital at Renaissance &lt;/a&gt;in Edinburg, TX for being really nice plp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad cuz my mom has a parasite in her head, that has been causing her all her headaches and if she ever has a heart attack it can be deadly. I Love my momma!!!! I hope it doesnt get any worse than it has already become. We have faith in God that my mom will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told the doctor what had happened to her at the hospital and he even said that it was the money that we hadnt given them, that made them not want to help my mom, b-cuz he said that there has been alot of plp complaining about that hospital. I just hope that the hospital doesnt do what they did to my mom and that they remember that they are there to help plp in need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-114351450003430798?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/114351450003430798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=114351450003430798&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114351450003430798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114351450003430798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/03/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-114196162126314296</id><published>2006-03-09T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:36:19.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck E Cheeses and Spring Break :D</title><content type='html'>I went to a &lt;a href="http://www.chuckecheese.com/main/index.php"&gt;Chuck E. Cheeses &lt;/a&gt;with my big bro and my nephews last week. They though i was under age!!! I dont know what made the girl think i was under 12, I do not look like im a 12 yr old! I dont know what 12 yr olds she has seen but im 19, maybe it was the fact that i was wearing a purple shirt with a pink butterfly and shoes that had bows on them......hehe....that was freaking hilarious. I had never gone to a chuck e cheeses before and i had fun with my nephews, the only thing thats kind of annoying is that its about an hour and 15 minute drive from where i live....crzy thing to do just to eat pizza, right? not for my bro, just as long as he gets those big smiles on my sobrinos face, hes a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Tuesday I went to the beach with my friends, that was awesome. :D I mean its not the official spring break, but we still had fun cuz it was real calmadito and there wasnt alot of plp. My shoulders hurt alot cuz i was being cabezona and i didnt want to wear sunscreen. :O and now i'm sufriendo del dolor, but i have to tough it out cuz i kind of lied to my parents about going to the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-114196162126314296?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/114196162126314296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=114196162126314296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114196162126314296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114196162126314296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/03/chuck-e-cheeses-and-spring-break-d.html' title='Chuck E Cheeses and Spring Break :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-114123584967806079</id><published>2006-03-01T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T12:19:08.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cousins Quince :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/1600/IM003652.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/200/IM003652.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past Saturday was my cousins quinceñera. It was awesome to have all the family together to celebrate this with her. No era de cache, it was a nice, pretty and simple quince. :D Here are some of the pics. This is my cousinTessla and my tio Miguel. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/1600/IM003673.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/200/IM003673.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is of me with my nephew, Juan De Dios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/1600/IM003688.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/200/IM003688.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my nephew Alex and my gemela Dania, ummm see the resemblance between both of us?....I dont. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-114123584967806079?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/114123584967806079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=114123584967806079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114123584967806079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114123584967806079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-cousins-quince-d.html' title='My Cousins Quince :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-114067315158052167</id><published>2006-02-22T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:39:11.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ice skated!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday My friends and I decided to go Ice skating at the &lt;a href="http://www.rgvicecenter.com/"&gt;skating rink&lt;/a&gt;. It was freaking awesome! I had never ice skated before, and it was a lot of fun to do it with plp that are close to me. The funniest part was that my bf didnt now how to and he stepped one foot on the ice and fell. :D I still love my gordo. Then we went bowling and that was awesome too cuz my score was higher than his. :D, but not higher than the person who really got first. Overall yesterday was fun, it had been a while since i last had that much fun. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-114067315158052167?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/114067315158052167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=114067315158052167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114067315158052167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114067315158052167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-ice-skated.html' title='I Ice skated!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-114005503853912198</id><published>2006-02-15T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:01:45.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On my b-day, Valentines and screwing up. : (</title><content type='html'>My Birthday was this past Saturday. :D I turned 19, me estoy haciendo viejita! hehe. I thank God for my health and well being. That said, I didnt really like it cuz my mom wasnt with me to celebrate it cuz she spent the whole day working. But at the end of the night i went out with my friends to go play pool, and we all had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i screwed up really bad at work, and i was afraid i was going to get fired, b-cuz i did something that wasnt supposed to be done.. Lets just say that what i did, could cost me a bad record with a felony on it. I have been a careful person as to not do anything bad that can get me a bad record, and when they scared me about it being a felony i cried the whole night and the next day. I think everything has been solved and the managers and supervisors told me not to worry about it, that it was a mistake and that i wasnt going to get in trouble or lose my job about it. I'm not one to brag, but im a hardworker, who follows instructions or directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines for me is always how do i put it withot sounding bad,...hmmmm.....sad maybe?, Yep. Sad. My bf doesnt believe in Valentines its his own personal belief. I told him, its your one day to make up for being an ass the whole yr, he tells me, "I can make it up any other day," but he wont. He has NEVER given me a rose, or chocolates or done something nice, yet i still manage to love him...hehe. Thats just weird. Oh one more thing, he doesnt belive in it, but yet he expects something on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-114005503853912198?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/114005503853912198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=114005503853912198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114005503853912198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/114005503853912198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-my-b-day-valentines-and-screwing-up.html' title='On my b-day, Valentines and screwing up. : ('/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-113911921299218877</id><published>2006-02-04T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:00:13.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Grandmas house we go</title><content type='html'>Today my mom, my big sis, my cousin and me went to Rio Bravo to visit my Grandma, cuz 2 days ago was her b-day but we werent able to go until today. We had barely gottten there as when to a very big surprise (sarcastically speaking) my uncles were fighting and they had already called the policia on them and they took my drunk uncle to jail and they let the other one go. Its really sad how they can never be in peace and they are always fighting over stupid crap! The good and bad thing was that my Grandma had packed her baggies with my Bisabuela and one of my other uncles and took off to Matamoros for the day so she wasnt there to see them fight, but she wasnt there either for her pastel and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mostly wondered if in other families the same crap that happens in our family, happens to anyone else.  Right know, my bros and sisters wont talk to each other cuz they are all mad at each other. EL ORGULLO NO SIRVE PARA NADA!!! Yes i guess this is one of my very few angry posts, but i have to let it out. My birthday is in less than a week, and i dont think its going to be a very happy one. Work sux, and im broke. Why is it like this? This really sucks butt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-113911921299218877?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/113911921299218877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=113911921299218877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/113911921299218877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/113911921299218877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-grandmas-house-we-go.html' title='To Grandmas house we go'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-113825022071672659</id><published>2006-01-25T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:40:07.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 años :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/1600/IM003497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2571/751/320/IM003497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gone for a while on and off, but now i am back! yay! I finally got the internet back except now its dial up and it takes a long time. Newayz, i have managed to keep my job for more than 4 months, whoohooo!!! My hair already grew out the ten inches i needed to grow so i can donate it to the &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love foundation!!!&lt;/a&gt;. I have been growing my hair for over a year so i could do this so i can bring a smile to someones face and im glad im going to be able to do that. The pic that i have is of me in September, when it was still a couple of inches short, but now i have them, and im way past the ten that i need! Maybe later i'll post a recent one where my hair is longer. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my fourth yr that I have been with my Boyfriend, Jose TE AMO!!! Wow, right? hehe que aguante. No its been nice and cool, and im not about to get married though cuz im still too chiquilla, but later on when im older and if were still togehter then maybe we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about less then 3 wks till i turn 19. Me estoy haciendo vieja! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-113825022071672659?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/113825022071672659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=113825022071672659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/113825022071672659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/113825022071672659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2006/01/4-aos-d.html' title='4 años :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-113312482726652056</id><published>2005-11-27T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:53:47.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>Hello plp!!! :D Im a happy person right know. My twin just had a wonderful and healthy baby girl about a week ago, and my brothers wife also gave birth to a girl about two months ago!!!!! So now we have two little princesses in my family; Gabriella and Emily. :D I have kept my job for more than 2 months now!!! whooohooo! Life has been treating me fairly well. I need about 3 more inches of hair to grow the ten i need to donate it to the locks of love foundation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-113312482726652056?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/113312482726652056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=113312482726652056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/113312482726652056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/113312482726652056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-112648717599130800</id><published>2005-09-11T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:06:16.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back,....(for a while)</title><content type='html'>Once again, im back for another couple of minutes to write in my blog once again. Its been over maybe 2 months since i last wrote on here. Alot of things have happened since i last wrote in my blog. Here are just a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a phone call from a friend that i really wasnt expecting.... :D made my day a little happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally found out what my twin is having....shes having a little girl...awww que cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tia had a little baby boy yesterday...whoohooo! Cute baby, but a huge one too at 8 lbs 12 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially been looking for a job for over three months now, and ive had no luck. My parents dont pressure me much, cuz they now that im doing the best i can, but i guess its like it is now, that you hve to know someone at a store, for them to actually get you a job, unless youre one of those lucky plp that are there at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made food for my dad for the first time..hehe...kind of funny. (Yes i dont know how to cook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my many regrets for taking my decision not to go to College....which still annoys me and gets me angry at myself for being so stupid for not going. But im determined to go in January and prove some plp in my family wrong once again. I guess i love that feeling of accomplishement that i get, and i love seeing the face of the plp i proved wrong once i tell them i achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...i think there has been more stuff....but my mind just went blank. and i really cant remember much...newayz take care everyone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-112648717599130800?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/112648717599130800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=112648717599130800&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/112648717599130800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/112648717599130800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-backfor-while.html' title='Im back,....(for a while)'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-112094612989759235</id><published>2005-07-09T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T15:57:12.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back....for a while</title><content type='html'>I'm taking yet another chance that i have access to the internet and writing in my blog once again and to check my mail. Its amazing how much junk a person can get in their e-mail....i probably deleted over 200 e-mails that were all junk. Ne-wayz....i went to Ags, Mx and it was pretty nice again. I saw so many things that you dont see here when someone sale del Kinder o de la primaria. It was so nice to see alot of these things. While I was there, my relatives took us to San Juan De Los Lagos to go visit La Virgen De San Juan. It was really nice and i had alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally paid off my "Speeding ticket" which still continues to piss me off, cuz i paid for something that i didnt do...tisk tisk....pero ya ni llorar se vale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brothers wife is having a GIRL.....WHOOHOO! the first girl in the family the last three baies that were born were males....I still dont know what my twin is having though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick thought.....isnt it weird...when u think something is so good to be true?....? and u have ur hopes so high and then u just get disappointed in the end?....this sux....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well....i have so much to say so little time....im n my way to a soccer game with my bf and his family to go watch Monterrey vs. Santos in Reynosa....kind of surprised me that my parents let me go...:P Laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-112094612989759235?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/112094612989759235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=112094612989759235&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/112094612989759235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/112094612989759235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-backfor-while.html' title='I&apos;m back....for a while'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111949433723727823</id><published>2005-06-22T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:38:57.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Im still here</title><content type='html'>After going back to the Stone Age, i finally come back for a short 5 minutes and i write once again in my blog. My internet connection got disconnected along with my cable cuz my family is going trough financial trouble, but i found one way to get back on track at least once a month, my boyfriend. :D Well not much has happened except that ive been home lazing around and getting ready to go to Ags, Mexico on Saturday. Se cuidan todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111949433723727823?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111949433723727823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111949433723727823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111949433723727823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111949433723727823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-still-here.html' title='Im still here'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111739397620742917</id><published>2005-05-29T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T16:23:40.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Whoohooo!! I finally did it. I graduated from high school. I think yesterday was one of the nicest feelings and one of the nicest day ive had in my life ( along with my quinceñera, but this feeling was different) I was so happy to be there along with my friends, standing before our parents and relatives, finally graduating from school after 14 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was happy, funny and crzy moments, it was such a memorable night. I spoke to plp I hadnt spoken to in a while, while we were in line waiting to walk down the aisle. Some guy said, "Man, al fin me voy a ser graduate, if I can do it, anyone can, let this be a lesson to myself and to anyone who thinks they couldnt do it." There was alot of smiles and laughs, I think it was the firs time I saw so many plp smile for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While diplomas were being accepted, some guy did a backflip under the arch, another one started dancing, and another one started shaking his whole body and screaming. Some plp wore pink and black converse. Some plp were completely lost and some u could tell were really nervous about going up. But overall it was nice and I had fun. I hope i see some of these plp later on in life, and i hope the best for all of these plp and I hope they all become succesful plp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most memorable event of the night was when they called out Joe Salas III's name out. He passed away in a car accident this past September, he was a very good friend of my older brother, my sister and my cuñada. When they called out his name, they said that in honor of his place, his parents were going to accept his diploma. Se me vino un sentimiento bien grande, y queria llorar. When both of his parents accepted his diploma, the whole crowd and graduates went wild and applauded and cheered and the whole stadium stood up. It was the nicest thing i have ever seen at a graduation. Last yr, when my cuata and my bf graduated, they also honored two plp that had passed away during the yr, but noone stood up, like they did yesterday. It was super nice, y fue un honor bien grande para sus padres, y todos les pagamos respeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later i'll post some fotos up, but for now Congratulations to the P.S.J.A. High School Class of 2005! Go Bears! Whoohooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111739397620742917?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111739397620742917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111739397620742917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111739397620742917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111739397620742917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111724289962660593</id><published>2005-05-27T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T19:33:41.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo  te amo como.....</title><content type='html'>My family watches &lt;a href="http://www.laacademia.tv/4tageneracion/"&gt;La Academia &lt;/a&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.tvazteca.com"&gt;TV Azteca &lt;/a&gt;every Sunday. We like this Tv show cuz its fun to watch plp sing, its the Mexican version of American Idol. Newayz, we also watch it cuz we like to hear the juezes get mad at plp for not singing the song right o nadamas para criticarlos. But overall, we each have our own favorite singer. Here's a little cachito that my sister and I took from one of the songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo te amo como el chango a su banana&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo como el perro a su croqueta&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo como el sapo a su rana&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amo como el niño a su paleta, Yoooooo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. That was fun. We sang it to my mom and my grandma and they were laughing really hard cuz its a little change that they did to the original song, just to make it fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111724289962660593?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111724289962660593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111724289962660593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111724289962660593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111724289962660593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/yo-te-amo-como.html' title='Yo  te amo como.....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111715159857893036</id><published>2005-05-26T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T17:56:03.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the radios :P</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my mom and me went to go pick up my little brother from his friends house at night and we stopped at a hot-dog stand along the way porque a mi papa se le habian antojado unos hot dogs. So my mom and my brother got off to buy the hot-dogs and my cuñada and me stayed on the car. Of course im a big country music fan, and i had my music on somewhat loud with the windows down. I was singing along like i always do, and then a truck came and parked next to me with its music really loud. It was playing tejano music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no problem with tejano music, i love it, i dont listen to it cuz my older broters and sisters listen to it and i dont like to listen to the same music they do, para llevarles la contra, that and i have to be in the mood to listen to it. I wasnt in the mood to listen to it, so i highered my radio. Then the guy in the truck next to me highered his and i highered mine. I dont exactly have a very good system in my car and comparing it to the trucks system, mine was crap. hehe. I turned around and i told my cuñada," Que? le hacemos battle con mi crappy radio a la truck? or we put my brothers crappy music?" she just laughed and told me to go for it. I waited for my song to be over and i put a song by Chris Cagle and highered it even more. The guy turned around stared at my car and highered his more. So I highered mine more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After like 5 minutes like that, my mom came y me pregunto, "Que chin****s traes? Porque tienes el radio bien recio?" I told her what happened and she started laughing. Man that was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111715159857893036?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111715159857893036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111715159857893036&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111715159857893036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111715159857893036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/battle-of-radios-p.html' title='Battle of the radios :P'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111706882195822630</id><published>2005-05-25T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:54:49.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm better! :D</title><content type='html'>After two days that I felt like crap, i finally feel better. :D My mom took me to the doctor on Monday and i had 101.8 of fever and i had a stomach virus. So i was glad that i went early and i got medicine and a shot cuz now i feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice went fairly well. Its weird how I saw so many plp that i had never seen in school before and some plp who i didnt know where seniors. But i guess its nice seeing all of them. Its kind of sad though cuz we&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a graduating class of 502 students and because of the TAKS, about a little over 150 arent graduating. So there was still alot of them missing. I think my cuñado is going to sit in the row in front of me cuz there was one empty seat in front of me between Matamoros and Martinez, so i think thats his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, they had a slideshow/ video of what happened throught our senior yr, and it was really nice. It showed everything from pep rallys, to football games, to senior brekafast, to all the times we gathered in the center court and made noise. I came out along with my amigas in the pictures too. :D Well, i have a feeling que me voy a poner a chillar el Sabado cuando haga graduate. tear, tear. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111706882195822630?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111706882195822630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111706882195822630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111706882195822630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111706882195822630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-better-d.html' title='I&apos;m better! :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111689537232839175</id><published>2005-05-23T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:42:52.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sick :(</title><content type='html'>Me duele mi cabeza, I have a fever, my tummy hurts, i'm really cold and i cant eat. :( This really sux , cuz i feel bad and i hope it takes off before tomorrow cuz i have practice for graduation and  I have my last presentation of the yr. So i really hope i feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dont understand though why im sick. Maybe it was my sobrino que me lo pego, cuz he was really sick like two days ago cuz he had a stomach virus.  I felt like this last yr but i dont have a bad cough, like i did last yr.  I hope I feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111689537232839175?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111689537232839175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111689537232839175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111689537232839175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111689537232839175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-sick.html' title='i&apos;m sick :('/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111662270040596761</id><published>2005-05-20T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:58:20.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Year</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of my Senior yr. =*( It was a sad day for me.) I didnt care much for my first period class, I mean all of them were Seniors and I had grown up with very few of them since i was in Pre-K, but i wasnt as attached to them as i was to my third period class. Even thouhg i had barely known my friends from third period for no less than 1 to 3 yrs, I felt more comofortalbe with them and i was so attached to everybody. I gave them a little 1 minutes super short speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guys, los quiero mucho, se me cuidan y no cambien. Gracias por hacer mi Senior yr bien bonito y memorable, y por no hacer tan cabezones. I'm gonna miss you guys and i hope all goes well for you. Thanx for making this yr, Bravo Company the Best Company. You are all in my heart. Okay, ya, me voy a poner a chillar, so thats it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys that were always being somewhat cabezones started singing "Te queremos Diana, te queremos!" and the whole class joined in. Aww that was nice and cute. I'm going to miss being with them and i'm glad i was their company commander. I guess whats going to stay in my mind for a while was what one of them wrote in my yr book, " Thanx for being the nice girl you are, you made me feel like i belonged in this class where everyone was in cliques. You broke up the cliques and united all of us and you made the whole class like each other, when we all had our own differences, you made us see beyond them and u didnt make us feel any less than all your other friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bell rang, they shouted the loudest "BRAVO" I have heard throught the whole yr. Which was very nice, they did it for us the Seniors.  I tried so hard not to cry but once i saw that one of my guy friends who is also a senior start crying, tears started coming out of my eyes. Then he came and hugged me y me dijo," Te me cuidas mucho, no hagas nada malo y te quiero ver muy pronto." I can say, I loved my Senior yr in high school. It was nice, and ive had many great memories to share with my friends for yrs to come. Maybe later on i'll share them. But for now, im waiting for next week when i walk down that stadium in my white cap and gown and standing out in a pool of marroon cap and gowns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111662270040596761?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111662270040596761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111662270040596761&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111662270040596761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111662270040596761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/senior-year.html' title='Senior Year'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111655170937825999</id><published>2005-05-19T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T19:15:09.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Estar Guars :D</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend had been bothering me the whole freaking yr to go with him today to the movies. Just to go see Star Wars. Yes hes a Star Wars geek. hehe. After many objections, i finallly decided to go sit my tooshie down to see what all the fuss was about. I have to say that it was a pretty good movie overall. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111655170937825999?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111655170937825999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111655170937825999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111655170937825999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111655170937825999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/estar-guars-d.html' title='Estar Guars :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111652937956415483</id><published>2005-05-19T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T13:13:40.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The judge</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the San Juan P.D. to see the judge to see how much my stupid speeding ticket was going to be. I have to pay $198 by June 26. It still annoys and bothers me that im still going to have to pay for something i didnt do. Mi dad dijo que el juez estaba loco, y que era mucho lo que tenia que pagar. I wonder if he is going to make me get a job and pay for the ticket. I just want to scream and shout cuz it pisses me off. A question....Does this mean that this goes on my record? It was my first ticket, tisk tisk at the age of 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my cuata got home and she told me "look, i got a ticket too." That was funny, and she was actually speeding! She was going 50 on a 30 mile zone in Pharr. After that we started cracking jokes about it with my other sister and my older brother. Both my brother and sister have overdue tickets in the City of Pharr and my brother has a warrant for his arrest here in San Juan. Al rato mis parents van a tener que ir a sacar a sus cuatro hijos del tambo, hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111652937956415483?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111652937956415483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111652937956415483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111652937956415483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111652937956415483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/judge.html' title='The judge'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111627427740106227</id><published>2005-05-16T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T14:13:15.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see!</title><content type='html'>After 7 yrs of wearing glasses, my mother finally said it was ok for me to buy and wear contacts. So today, i refused to go to school. hehe. Nombre, my mom said it was ok to stay home so we could go to the eye docotor. So we made a trip to the eye doctor and i got my contacts. :D Whoohooo! I can finally see without worrying about my glasses falling, and i dont have to worry about bending them or breaking them while im laying down to watch t.v.  Mi mom se rie de mi porque le digo que se siente bien bonito no traer los lentes puestos and she says that im smiling more. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111627427740106227?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111627427740106227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111627427740106227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111627427740106227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111627427740106227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-can-see.html' title='I can see!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111612191129942412</id><published>2005-05-14T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T20:00:40.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One year</title><content type='html'>Today marks one yr of my buelitos death, Benito Olvera Isais. We went to Rio Bravo, Tamps to go visit his grave and take some flowers and coronas. The day was gloomy and it rained on us when we were there. My mom said, "Esta lloviendo porque su buelito esta feliz que lo vinimos a visitar" Last yr on this day, it was also raining, and my mother said, " El mundo llora junto con nosotros." I never knew what it was to lose someone until last yr, and sometimes i still think that my grandfather isnt dead, he is just in a very deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I stopped going for about 5 months to Rio Bravo to visit la familia, cuz every time we went there, we came back crying. It felt really ugly to go and not see my grandfather sitting outside en la piedra afuera de la casa. It felt awkard to go and not see my grandpas smiling face and him wearing his sombrero de paja. Its still taking time to sink in and realize that he is no longer with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember sitting outside with him one day and talking to him about his family. I had to do a project for my Spanish II class, so i had to find out my bisabuelos names, mis tatarabuelos and so on and so on. He told me that he came from Guadalajara and that my bisabuelos had alot of land, and that they were really wealthy plp, but that he chose to put it down and come to la frontera and work for his own life. When he talked about his brothers and sisters, you could see a sparkle in his eye and he was smiling and laughing with me. That was the best conversation i had with him. I miss my buelito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo te quiero Mucho Buelito Benito! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111612191129942412?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111612191129942412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111612191129942412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111612191129942412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111612191129942412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-year.html' title='One year'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111601512209960745</id><published>2005-05-13T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T18:39:42.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a small world...</title><content type='html'>Today my friends and I were talking about graduation and about the awards ceremony. I didnt go to the awards ceremony cuz i hadnt applied for any scholarships, (yes im stupid) and then other plp in my class started talking about it too. Well some plp were pretty pissed off cuz this one girl got most of the sholarships and they were talking really bad about her. The plp that were complaining are all plp who have the money to pay for their college and get what they want. This one girl is a Migrant. It pisses me off, how they can be so selfish and talk bad about this person when they dont even now her and where she comes from. Tisk, tisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all that was going on, my friend turned red and told us, "Dude, thats my cousin they are talking about." Our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yeah, i remeber, you want to know something? Yo la conosi en Minnesotta when i went one summer with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia:&lt;/strong&gt; Really?! What? your lieing. Dude, shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;No dude, really. I went when i was going into the 3rd grade and my grandparents along with my parents got the bright idea to go to Minnesotta to go work in the fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia:&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, i didnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, we had to go to summer school while my parents and grandparents were working in the labores. But we never went back after that, then when i was a freshman my cuata told me Adriana was here, and i didnt know what she was talking about. Until she shoeed us a pic of all three of us that she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia:&lt;/strong&gt; What? dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Its a small world and i never thought i was actualy going to meet up with someone that i met up in Minnesotta. It was weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia:&lt;/strong&gt; No shit, dude, i was also there....i dont remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I dont remember you either, but i remeber some other guy thats also your cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah, dude, remember.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we forgot about what all these stuck up, snobs were all complaining about and we started talking about everything that we had passed and experienced trough when we were over there. How they wouldnt let us talk Spanish and how the teachers would get mad at us for speaking in Spanish. I think that was the main reason why all through the rest of my elementary years I was afraid to speak Spanish in school and that was one of the reasons why im not so good at it anymore. Then we laughed about how we were all Mexicans in that school and there was like only one Anglo kid in each classroom. Ahh the memories. Plp were looking at us really weird, i've nown this girl for about 5 yrs and we never talked about this until today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111601512209960745?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111601512209960745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111601512209960745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111601512209960745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111601512209960745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-small-world.html' title='Its a small world...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111574805141052633</id><published>2005-05-10T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:19:42.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got a ticket</title><content type='html'>Yesterday while i had barely pulled out of school, I got pulled over by a cop! It was the first time that I have been stopped by a cop, and I didnt get nervous. Well I take that back, I panicked cuz i did not have my license or my insurance card with me and i was afraid that the officer was going to get mad at me. He didnt, I told him i had a license and he checked and sure enough i had it, and as for my insurance, my dad had barely taken out my registration sticker last friday so that didnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What got me pissed was that he pulled me over for supposably speeding! I was not speeding! I had barely pulled out of the freaking parking lot from school when he turned on the lights on me. And lets say that i was speeding (which i wasnt) I would of had more common sense if i was speeding to slow down when i saw him. But I wasnt speeding, i was going 30 and he claims that i was going 37 on a school zone of 25. The lights where not flashing! It was 1 in the afternoon and the sign clearly says "Speed limit 25 when lights are flashing" and then in small letters "6:15-9:15 - 2:25- 4:15" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed and i started crying after that cuz 1) i had been stopped by a cop for the first time 2) i got a ticket and 3) i was scared that my parents were going to get mad at me. I got home and i called my mom and she didnt get mad, neither did my dad. I'm still mad, and i wasnt going to stay like that. My little brother and me checked it out again to see if my car could possibly pick up to at least 40 right when i pull out of the parking lot from school. It doesnt. It barely picks up to 30 even if i floor my car. Yeah, my car is pathethic, hehe, but i now for a fact that I, Diana G. Olvera, was not speeding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111574805141052633?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111574805141052633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111574805141052633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111574805141052633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111574805141052633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-got-ticket.html' title='I Got a ticket'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111574884156510858</id><published>2005-05-10T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:15:20.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Attorney</title><content type='html'>My case is finally closed and I finally met my Attorney. :D hehe. I think its funny and weird because ya when the case is closed, i finally got to meet him. Oh well at least i met him and I didnt walk out of there without knowing who he was. I had seen his picture on a phone book, but i hadnt met him personally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111574884156510858?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111574884156510858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111574884156510858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111574884156510858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111574884156510858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-attorney.html' title='My Attorney'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111534473439246065</id><published>2005-05-05T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:20:47.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our neighborhood</title><content type='html'>My "little" brother and I were talking about how safe our neighborhood was now, that we have "gangsters" or whatever they want to call themselves in our neighborhood. There's been more and more police officers visiting our neighborhood more often and its pretty scary. We had one of the safest neighborhoods here in San Juan, and now its not so safe anymore. Its actually a little scary being outside when i see them walk on my street. Know our street signs are being graffitied and getting ugly and we have more and more kids running around with bandanas tied around their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder why it has to come this. How these kids that i saw grow up and run around all mocosillos and greñudillos, took a wrong turn in life. In the last month or so there has been a couple of fights and just today there was a chase in the back of my house. Oh yeah and they tried to steal my dads truck and they broke into a lot of plps homes and they robbed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting scared and theres nothing we can do about it. My little brother said the same thing, that he gets scared to even be outside and not have a care in the world, like it used to be a couple of yrs ago. Here is a teen who is the same age as all the other little kids here who turned "gangsters" and he said no to all that stuff. Which is pretty cool. I hope nothing bad ends up happening, and our peace somehow by some miracle gets restored and these little teens open their eyes before its too late. Before they say "Your only way out, is in a box"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111534473439246065?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111534473439246065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111534473439246065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111534473439246065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111534473439246065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-neighborhood.html' title='Our neighborhood'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111534552184336777</id><published>2005-05-05T19:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:12:01.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi pozito :P</title><content type='html'>Its always funny and weird how us or maybe at least me, get so attached and i find a place for things. In this case, my bed. :D Before i bought the bed i have, i used to have twin beds, which i shared with my cuata and my older sister. Both of us, had a side of our bed on which we slept on. Then they both left and they left me with both beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not sleep on my big sis's bed cuz i felt uncomfortable and i could not sleep on mine cuz there was noone beside me, so i found refuge on my couch. It is the most comfortable couch in the world and i could sleep the whole night without waking up anymore. I made my own pozito and i made myself very comfortable on my "bed" :D Then came the time, that my parents got tired of seeing me every night on the couch and they bought me a new bed. Its really weird and awkard sleeping on a new mattress and getting used to it. Im starting to find my perfect piece of bed so i could sleep. I want to do my pozito on my bed too. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111534552184336777?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111534552184336777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111534552184336777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111534552184336777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111534552184336777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/mi-pozito-p.html' title='Mi pozito :P'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111524299187660632</id><published>2005-05-04T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T15:43:12.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cap and gowns</title><content type='html'>Today at school they were handing out our graduation Cap and Gowns. I was all happy and excited to go and pay and receive mine. I wasnt at School today cuz i went to Present the Colors at the Holiday Inn - Holidome for the Headstart with both the female and the male Color Guards. I was hurrying up both of my Instructors b-cuz I wanted to get to school and get my gown. When i got there i went straight to where the Balfour representatives where at, and I paid for my gown. Then they handed me my gown....I wanted to cry....it was maroon. I am not supposed to graduate in maroon, I'm supposed to graduate in white. I just stood there and i stared at the gown for a while before i actually got it. It was sinking into me that they had done a mistake with my paperwork or something and that i wasnt going to graduate DAP. I was just another Reccomended Texas Scholar in the pool of all the other plp who never did anything but try and make their way through high school. I did not have the pride anymore of saying, "I did it, im not rich, im just a regular middle class girl and i did it." I took the gown and right before I left i asked the representatives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Why is my gown maroon? I'm not supposed to have a maroon gown.&lt;br /&gt;Them: What? are you sure? Are u DAP?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, im supposed to graduate DAP. Was there a mistake? Do i have to go talk to my counselor? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Them: Youre name wasnt on our DAP list.&lt;br /&gt;Me:What?! are u sure? Can you check it again?&lt;br /&gt;Them: Ok sure, whats your name again?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Olvera, Diana&lt;br /&gt;Them: No mija, youre name isnt on here, ....wait is this you?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Yes&lt;br /&gt;Them: oh ok, the white ones arent in until next week. Take this gown with you, but dont open it. Next week when we come back, bring it back and change it for the white gown, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Me (sigh of relief) Yes sir. Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really scared and i really wanted to cry. It might sound stupid, but when you have a family where your brother dropped out of high school, your sister graduated reccomended, and your twin graduated minimum and now u have a brother who is 15 and is expecting a baby, and none of them have done anything significant with their life, you really want to do something to at least bring some pride to your parents. Well thats my way of thinking. I "Scared" my mom about the whole gown thing and she was pissed for a while, hehe, then i told her the truth and she felt much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111524299187660632?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111524299187660632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111524299187660632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111524299187660632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111524299187660632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/cap-and-gowns.html' title='Cap and gowns'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111517270371983889</id><published>2005-05-03T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:19:56.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Scholar Banquet</title><content type='html'>Today was the PSJA Ind. School District Texas Scholar Banquet. It was really nice to see childhood friends that went to a different school than me tonight. I went with both of my parents tonight. What i thouhgt was funny was that my dad said, "Va a ver comida?" hehe, he always asks if theres going to be food served that way he'll go. :D Newayz, its always nice and cool but yet awkard when all three schools are at the same place for one event b-cuz of so many school rivalry. But at least all three schools, P.S.J.A. High School, P.S.J.A. Memorial H.S. and P.S.J.A. North H.S., were all together at one place without causing any trouble. We had a speaker, Mr. Victor Morales, he ran for the Senate in 1996, and was the first Mexican-American in the State of Texas to be elected as a nominee for the Senate. He was really funny and made being there fun and a little better. Tear, Tear, Graduation is about 3 weeks away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111517270371983889?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111517270371983889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111517270371983889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111517270371983889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111517270371983889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/texas-scholar-banquet.html' title='Texas Scholar Banquet'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111508001195034117</id><published>2005-05-02T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T18:28:20.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The overview</title><content type='html'>Today like any other after Military Ball, Mondays, we look back on all the pros and cons of the ball. Overall we made a very good impression on the Holiday Inn, hotel staff, which made our instructors start considering moving the ball from school (like its been in past yrs), to possibly the Holiday Inn or some other location. The staff was impressed on how a bunch of high school students could actually behave and not run around like little kids like some other schools that have had their events there, have done. Our instructors, the schools admistration, ans other classmates who are in JROTC said what i said too about the ball, that it was one of the nicest military balls in yrs. :D We were still happy about all the stuff that happened that night, it was the nicest ever and i had alot of fun with the rest of my senior friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Salute to my graduating JROTC Seniors of 2005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Guzman&lt;br /&gt;Ines Montaño&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Raya&lt;br /&gt;Dario Sandoval&lt;br /&gt;and of course me :&lt;br /&gt;Diana Olvera&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111508001195034117?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111508001195034117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111508001195034117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111508001195034117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111508001195034117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/overview.html' title='The overview'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111497325291009285</id><published>2005-05-01T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T12:47:32.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Military Ball</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the Military Ball. :D It was at the Holiday Inn-Holidome and I think it was by far the nicest Military Ball in yrs. I had a great time with my parents and my friends. I got Best Company Commander and Best Company for Bravo Company, which we celebrated by sounding off the company motto at the top of our lungs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bravo, Bravo is the best, we will beat you and the rest, give us all that you've got we will beat you on the spot, rough tough lean mean Bravo Company is Supreme, so slide and stomp your feet Bravo Company's got the beat, not once but twice, Hoo-rah Bravo, Whoooah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo! it felt super nice and i had this great feeling of accomplishment that all my work, effort and all my headaches throughout the yr paid off at the end, that and i was really competitive with the rest of the other two company commanders. :D The night went fairly well and i wasnt nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a tradition at any Military Ball where the Battalion Commander (me) makes the first cut in the Battalion cake with the youngest cadet of the Batallion and it was funny. Cuz the guy who was going to cut it with me, was really nervous and he was shaking while holding the saber. Our conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello, you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Jose: Hi, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do u mean sort of? You nervous?&lt;br /&gt;Jose: Yes, im really nervous. (starts shaking with the saber in hand)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dont be, its just a cut in the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Jose:Well I still am&lt;br /&gt;Me:Dont be, ok? Im not going anywhere and were going to do this together.&lt;br /&gt;(we both look up and theres the Army recruiter, and whole bunch of other plp looking at us and laughing at both of us b-cuz he is shaking and i'm calming him down and the saber is shaking too)&lt;br /&gt;Jose: I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ready?&lt;br /&gt;Jose: yes, wait, no,....how do you do this?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Hold it from the handle, i'll hold it too, then together we will press it down, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Jose:ok.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Ready?&lt;br /&gt;Jose: Yes&lt;br /&gt;(we cut the cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we picked up the saber, the cake was falling apart which scared both of us and then that was it. the rest of the evening was pretty cool and nice. There was a few laughs here and there when the awards were presented cuz plp where completely lost and some were really nervous, but that made the eveing more interesting. Overall, it was great and we had a good time. The guys made a big deal of dancing for me and they made a circle saying "La BC, La BC, que baile, andale vamos a bailarle" They pushed me in the middle of a circle, which i tried getting out of and they started dancing for me....that was funny until my bf went and pulled me out cuz he got jealous. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear, tear, Military Ball is over. :( But it was the coolest. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111497325291009285?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111497325291009285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111497325291009285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111497325291009285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111497325291009285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/05/military-ball.html' title='The Military Ball'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111447579315341693</id><published>2005-04-25T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:38:43.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of speeches</title><content type='html'>The Military Ball is this Saturday, the thiertieth of April, and I have to make so many speeches. I have to do a welcoming, open and closing remarks, i have to greet all the parents and my fear of public speaking is going to have to go away for that one night. : Cucuy. I hope it doesnt get the best of me and that all goes well for me. I have to get ready for all those speeches and im scared of standing up in front of plp and talking. Its different with being Fem. Color Grd. Comm. to being and doing this as Battalion Comm. Being Comm. for the FCG, i have other plp standing there with me, and most of the plp where i go and present the colors to, they dont know who i am, so that is the coolest. But now this, i have my parents in front of me along with the whole Bear Battalion and if i F*** up just a little bit, the plp who I assume dont like me cuz i took over some other b*t*h*s position cuz she f***** up so bad, are gonna make fun of me for a while and they are not going to let it go. Ahh...the pressure. :o ( &lt; me screaming)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111447579315341693?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111447579315341693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111447579315341693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111447579315341693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111447579315341693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-of-speeches.html' title='A day of speeches'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111436760774350647</id><published>2005-04-24T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T12:33:27.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La oldie</title><content type='html'>My dad sent his truck, La Oldie, to the shop so it could get painted and once again, he is trying to restore it. Its a 1959 Ford truck. So its pretty cool, its been in my family for a while, it belonged to my tio first, then my tio needed money and he sold it to my dad so it could stay in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad "restored" it according to him, used it for about 4 yrs then parked the truck for about 2 yrs and now decided to restore it again cuz it had already gotten ugly from just being parked outside of my humble abode. My mom is pretty not in a good mood right know because she wants a truck and my dad refused to buy her one, and he decided to restore that truck again. I wonder how its going to turn out this time. Hmmm..ill see if i can find a before my dad fixed it picture, to how he fixed it the last time, to know that hes trying to fix it again. Ah que señor este, le gusta hacer enojar a mi mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111436760774350647?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111436760774350647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111436760774350647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111436760774350647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111436760774350647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/la-oldie.html' title='La oldie'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111422275873503156</id><published>2005-04-22T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:26:32.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La Picosa</title><content type='html'>Earlier today my sister and I were passing by dads friends house and we saw this red truck that used to belong to us when we were younger, La Picosa, como le llamabamos. Its funny how we used to love this truck and we were always with my dad. We had so many memories in this truck with all my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remeber last year that señor brought the truck to my dad so he could fix it..(cuz my dad is a mechanic)..and my big brother was all excited and he told us that the truck was outside and my hermanillo y yo nos salimos a mirarla. This truck had seen better days, it was really rusty, y estaba bien picada and the handles from the inside were missing and they had a desarmador and some wrench so they could open and close the doors and the windows, pero teniamos la picosa en frente de nosotros. When we used to have it, my dad never let us take food in it and was always taking care of this truck the best way possible, and to us the truck was beautiful cuz it made loud noises because of the mofles and it was reddish marron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice seeing this truck after so many years, it wasnt in the prettiest condition, but it was just the memories it brought back to us when we saw it that made us smile. I remember we cried when my dad sold this truck, hehe...that was nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111422275873503156?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111422275873503156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111422275873503156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111422275873503156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111422275873503156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/la-picosa.html' title='La Picosa'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111413426514927616</id><published>2005-04-21T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:59:18.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk</title><content type='html'>I never knew so much junk could come out of a super tiny room as it did today in my room. I finally got my bedroom set, and i was getting so annoyed cuz i had so many things that i didnt know i had and then some that i thought were already lost....like for example a "Best Friends" necklace i used to wear with a person whom I thouhg was my "best friend" who i later found out couldnt be trusted, thats why i dont believe in "bfs," i have close friends, very good friends and then acquaintences, but no best friends....newayz, im finally done with the room, and it looks much bigger than it did yesterday and the 8 yrs of my life that i slept in that roomwith my other two sisters....but now its mine. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111413426514927616?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111413426514927616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111413426514927616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111413426514927616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111413426514927616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/junk.html' title='Junk'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111405431370838940</id><published>2005-04-20T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T21:40:05.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom pics!</title><content type='html'>The Following are prom pics....nice night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Alicia,%20Diana,%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/Alicia%2C%20Diana%2C%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, Atenas and me!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111405431370838940?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111405431370838940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111405431370838940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111405431370838940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111405431370838940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/prom-pics.html' title='Prom pics!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111394439518080574</id><published>2005-04-19T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T09:19:53.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack Rat</title><content type='html'>I sort of finished throwing away so many years of memories or basura as my mom called it. I had to clean my room entirely cuz my mom bought me a new bedroom set, so that meant i had to clean under the mattress my cuata and i slept on, where over the years both of us just stuffed papers that we thought were important. So my cuata and i started sorting out papers and looking at what belonged to each other. Then we began throwing stuff to the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres one thing that i hate about myself, that i get emotionally attached to things (and people) very easily, so throwing out stuff was really hard for me. At the end i was amazed at how much stuff i let go and i ended up with a very small pile that fits into a 3 inch binder. Im so proud of myself, that i thouhgt "Diana,why didnt you just do it before?" hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im learning to move on and not stick to my old stuff anymore...that and the fact that im already gonna graduate so more than half of things i own are getting thrown out. I wonder if the next thing im gonna get rid of is my car.....nah i dont think so. My car is too precious for me, my dad gave it to me for my 16th b-day with all his esfuerzo and time he spent saving up for the car, and i always value what plp give me especially my parents, so i think maybe that car is gonna stay with me for a very long while, even if it gets all rusty and it barely even works. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111394439518080574?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111394439518080574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111394439518080574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111394439518080574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111394439518080574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/pack-rat.html' title='Pack Rat'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111379919334062902</id><published>2005-04-17T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:15:07.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a great time.</title><content type='html'>I decided to go to San Antonio with my tia, mis primas y mi abuelita. I had alot of fun, cuz for the first time i went to Sea World, it was really nice and then of course my tia took us to Fiesta Texas, which i saw no point too cuz i have already been there so many times before and my cousins were too scared to get on any rides with me, so that sucked cuz i had to get on the rides myself. The only thing i didnt like was the fact that i had to sleep with my primilla and she kicked and wanted to throw me off the bed at night.  Newayz, I got to feed a sea lion, which i thouhgt was so cute and i saw dolphins and whales up close. Paresco niña chiquita hablando de todo esto, pero ni modo, i had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and one more thing, my tia had said that the next time we went, she was going to take my cuata with me cuz both of us like to get on the rides, on the "scary ones and the ones that are peligrosos according to my grandma." (hehe thats funny), but now she cant. :D Why? cuz she is pregnant once again. My partner in crime when we were small is pregnant once again. :D So theres two babies coming once again into this family, my little brothers and hers. My family is growing little by little and my parents ya se estan chiflando about this whole grandparent thing, they are getting the hang of it already, well not really, b-cuz todavia hacen muchos corajes with my sobrinos that i already have, but they are learning to be more loving. :D I feel so awkard that im the only one "single" and without a child or pregnant. hehe. But everything takes time, and i dont have marriage or a child planned anywhere in the near future, man im only 18, i need to live my life and make something out of ,myself. :D &lt;hehe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111379919334062902?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111379919334062902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111379919334062902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111379919334062902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111379919334062902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/having-great-time.html' title='Having a great time.'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111383760665441759</id><published>2005-04-17T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:25:32.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/vps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/vps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pic at Fiesta Texas, &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111383760665441759?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111383760665441759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111383760665441759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111383760665441759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111383760665441759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-pic-at-fiesta-texas.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111363176868091970</id><published>2005-04-16T01:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T00:09:28.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom</title><content type='html'>Today was my high school Prom. It was really nice and pretty. I spent my night with my closest friends and danced a couple of songs, I have one more night of great memories. I wanted to cry when they called all of us, the Seniors, to the middle of the dance floor and they played our class song. Its barely hitting me that Im not going to see most of these plp after we graduate, or maybe I will at Pan-Am theres a few who got accepted to Baylor, Harvard, MIT, UT at Austin, or Texas A&amp;M at Kingsvillle or Corpus Christi, but all the rest of us who have Mexican parents are staying home cuz they dont want for their child to go off to college. Newayz back to what i was saying, It was nice, the only thing that sucked was the fact that my parents wanted me home early, thats why im here writing in my blog. My bf didnt go with me to prom, but i did take a very good friend of mine, Pete, to prom with me as my date, and i guess that was it. Go class of 2005! Graduation is just about 5 weeks away, tear, tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, Im not sleepy, and i have to get up at 5 cuz im going to San Antonio with my tia and buelita for the weekend. for what? I dont know.  They asked me que si queria ir and i said yes, so i need to pack super quick when i get up again.  Newayz, i guess thats it. Prom night for me is over, and it was nice. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111363176868091970?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111363176868091970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111363176868091970&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111363176868091970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111363176868091970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/prom.html' title='Prom'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111353245323747692</id><published>2005-04-14T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:34:13.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me mandaron</title><content type='html'>Me mandaron lo siguiente y lo quise poner aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.-que hora es: 8:31 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nombre y Apellido: Diana Olvera, Gordy y Nana :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Cantidad de velas que aparecieron en tu ultimo pastel de cumpleaсos: 18&lt;br /&gt;4. Estuviste enamorado anteriormente: Puppy love&lt;br /&gt;5. Estas enamorado/a: creo que si&lt;br /&gt;7. Religion:Catolica&lt;br /&gt;8. Te haz emborrachado: Creo que si, pero no lo acuerdo&lt;br /&gt;9. Amaste tanto a alguien como para llorar: Si&lt;br /&gt;10. Estuviste en un choque de autos: Si, no fue mi culpa, me pegaron por detras y me desma****** mi carro, pero ya me lo arreglaron. :D&lt;br /&gt;11. Como te vistes: Como yo quiera, no me gusta andar de moda, tengo mi propio estilo, en jeans y t-shirts the world is comfortable. Pero cuando salgo, si es casual o formal, me visto apropiada.&lt;br /&gt;12. 2 o 4 puertas: Los dos son bien, 2 se mira muy bonito preo cuatro es mas comofortable.&lt;br /&gt;13. Sprite o Seven up: Sprite.&lt;br /&gt;14. Cerveza o vino: tequila....hehe. La cerveza sabe feo...vino a veces.&lt;br /&gt;15. Cafe o te: los dos, Malted Mocha de Gloria Jeans....mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;16. Sabor de helado:  limon&lt;br /&gt;17. Sabanas lisas o con animalitos: animalitos&lt;br /&gt;18. Numero de calzado: 6&lt;br /&gt;19. Lugar para que te besen: no tengo&lt;br /&gt;20. Cancion que estas escuchando en este momento: Enanitos Verdes, "Y es que estoy aqui borracho y loco..."&lt;br /&gt;21. Flor: Rosa blanca &lt;br /&gt;22. Tema de conversacion mas detestado: ay muchas...no me acuerdo &lt;br /&gt;23. Refresco, con o sin hielo: Con hielo&lt;br /&gt;24. Tom o Jerry: los dos me gustan&lt;br /&gt;25. Disney o Warner Brothers: Los dos, pero Disney es mejor&lt;br /&gt;26. Restaurante de comida rapida: Sonics&lt;br /&gt;27.Ultima visita a un hospital: Hace dos semanas, mi abuelita fue operada&lt;br /&gt;28. De que color es la alfombra o piso de tu dormitorio?: morado o no se que color...&lt;br /&gt;29. Como llamabas a tu osito de dormir: No tenia&lt;br /&gt;30. Donde te ves en 10 años: Con mi bachilllerato y una persona que llego a sus metas&lt;br /&gt;31. De que persona recibiste el e-mail anterior: De muchas personas, no me acuerdo&lt;br /&gt;32. Cual de tus amigos vive mas lejos: ummm....Jessica and Chicago&lt;br /&gt;34. Quien piensas que te respondera este e-mail mas rapidamente: no se, Jose Sanchez (mi novio)&lt;br /&gt;35. Mascotas: Pancho, mi pitbull &lt;br /&gt;36. Mejores amigos: No creo en mejores amigos &lt;br /&gt;37. Amigos especiales:  A los que les hablo, todos son especiales hasta que me hagan algo gacho.&lt;br /&gt;38. Amores Platonicos: eso no se cuenta&lt;br /&gt;39. Que cambiarias de tu vida: Nada, todo lo que hago es por una razon, y si no hubiera hecho las cosas que he hecho no estuviera en donde estoy ahora. &lt;br /&gt;40. Cuantos timbrazos antes de atender el telefono: dos cuando quiero y cuando ando de flojera muchas veces, si es importante vuelven a hablar&lt;br /&gt;41. Video preferido: no se...ay muchos&lt;br /&gt;42. CD preferido: ay muchos de que escojer&lt;br /&gt;43. Grupo o cantante favorito: No tengo, soy weird, me gusta todo de country hasta tejano hasta bachata, hasta el rock.&lt;br /&gt;44. Lo primero que piensas en la mañana cuando despiertas: Que me pondre&lt;br /&gt;46. Si pudieras ser otra persona, quien serias: No lo he pensado&lt;br /&gt;47. Algo que tienes puesto siempre y no te lo quitas: un cruz chiquita que me regalaron para mi cumple el año pasado&lt;br /&gt;48. Que hay en las paredes de tu habitacion:fotos, y mas fotos, cosas de mi hermana que no se a podido llevar desde que se caso, y un POW poster.&lt;br /&gt;49. Que hay debajo de tu cama:mucho chinchero, zapatos y cajas &lt;br /&gt;50. Cual es el auto de tus sueños: un Mustang&lt;br /&gt;51. Dile algo a la persona que te mando este mail: Espero que estes bien...y cuidate Jose&lt;br /&gt;53. Quien te gustaria que la responda: todos&lt;br /&gt;54. Que le dirias a alguien y no te animas: es secreto mio, por eso no les dire a ustedes :D&lt;br /&gt;56. Palabras que mas dices: really?, i dont know, nombre&lt;br /&gt;57. Comida preferida: la que hace mi mami&lt;br /&gt;58. Prefieres pololear o andar:&lt;br /&gt;59. Que es para ti la vida: Un camino muy intersante que tienes que valorar tanto y hacer cosas grandes para  hacer un cambio bueno en este mundo.&lt;br /&gt;60. Estas enamorado/a: Yo digo que si....&lt;br /&gt; 61.  Cancion favorita: K-ci and Jo Jo - All My life&lt;br /&gt;63. Beso o algo mas: Beso. cuando sea algo mas seria una persona muy especial...&lt;br /&gt;64. Momento mas humillante: No lo tengo...me cai de una ramp en la escuela cuando estabe en el 8th grade....that was funny&lt;br /&gt;65. Persona mas loca y la mas simple que conoces: Atenas y Berenice&lt;br /&gt;66. Que buscas en el sexo opuesto: Alguien que sea nice, good personality, que tenga tiempo para nosotros, que sea honesto y no stuck up. Noone is like how i would like for them to be, so i wont say more&lt;br /&gt;67. Coleccionas algo: no&lt;br /&gt;68. Que fobias tienes: Las viboras, cucarachos y los ratones cuentan?&lt;br /&gt;69. Que piensas de la muerte:Todo a su tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;70. Te ha gustado algun/a amigo/a tuyo/a: si, no les dire&lt;br /&gt;71. Tiempo que tardas en arreglarte: De pende para donde voy&lt;br /&gt;72. Lugar al que mas te gusta ir: Edinburg Municipal Park...nice place..&lt;br /&gt;73. Revista favorita: no tengo, no las leo mucho&lt;br /&gt;74. Le darias un beso apasionado a la persona que te envio este correo: no lo se&lt;br /&gt;75. Lo que mas te gustaria tener en tu vida: Ya tengo todo lo que necesito, mi familia, mis amigos y la salud&lt;br /&gt;77. A que lugar te gustaria ir de vacaciones: Hay muchos&lt;br /&gt;78. Te irias a vivir a otro pais: Si, a Madrid&lt;br /&gt;79. Persona que nunca te ha fallado: Todos fallan semos humanos&lt;br /&gt;80. Frio o calor: De pende...&lt;br /&gt;81. Carta o mail: Mail es mas rapido, pero carta en muy bonito tener un recuerdo que no este en la compu&lt;br /&gt;82. La persona que extracas:&lt;br /&gt;83. Que te pone de buenas: Que alguien que no conosca me diga hello y sonria.&lt;br /&gt;84. Caricatura preferida: Los Simpson&lt;br /&gt;85. Mejor ciberamigo: :D&lt;br /&gt;86. Equipo de futbol: No me gusta el fut....las chivas? :P&lt;br /&gt;87 Y tu le darias un beso apasionado a alguno de los que le mandaste este mail: Yep&lt;br /&gt;89.Programa de tv favorito: Boy Meets Worl, aunque ya sea muy old.&lt;br /&gt;90.Juego de mesa favorito: Monopoly...i like to pretend to take over for a while&lt;br /&gt;90. El peor sentimiento del mundo: Broken heart and broken promises&lt;br /&gt;91. El mejor sentimiento del mundo: La Felicidad&lt;br /&gt;92. Montaсas rusas: Si, whoohooo!&lt;br /&gt;93. Futuro nombre de tu hijo: Adrian, Daniel&lt;br /&gt;94. Futuro nombre de tu hija: Atenas, Monserrat&lt;br /&gt;95. Chocolate o vainilla: Chocolate, Rocky Road  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;96. 1 almohada o 2: 1, me gustaria tener una grande para abrazar y nunca me la compraron.&lt;br /&gt;97. Duermes con peluches: A veces&lt;br /&gt;98. Si pudieras teñirte el pelo, de que color seria: light brown con high lights or jet black hair con beige y blue high lights.&lt;br /&gt;99. Numero favorito: no tengo&lt;br /&gt;100. Juguete favorito: Cabbage Patch kids!!&lt;br /&gt;101. Que haces si alguien se quiere pasar con tu Novio: Nada, yo se que el no hiciera caso&lt;br /&gt;102. Tienes faros de colores:&lt;br /&gt;104. Condimento favorito en una ensalada: Ranch, no e probado otras cosas&lt;br /&gt;105. Que no te gusta comer: La cebolla&lt;br /&gt;106. Alguna vez nadaste desnudo: no&lt;br /&gt;107. Quien Te felicito primero en tu cumpleaños: Mi mami!&lt;br /&gt;108: Que hora es: 9:32 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;109. Algo para los que le mandaste el mail: Cuidense mucho, coman frutas y verduras..hehe...muchos abrazos  besos y que la pasen bien, no hagan nada malo sin mi. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111353245323747692?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111353245323747692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111353245323747692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111353245323747692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111353245323747692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-mandaron.html' title='Me mandaron'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111352230459552138</id><published>2005-04-14T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T17:56:21.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The past couple of weeks....</title><content type='html'>I finally got to write in my blog again. whoohooo!!! Im so happy. My computer had a virus and my dad had me castigada for a while until he got it fixed, but now i have it again up and running. I finally found life outside of the internet, hehe j/k. Nombre, so many things have happened since i last wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our Battalion Picnic and my company kicked huge butt. Whoohooo!! We beat HQ and Alpha Co. in the tug of war and kick ball. We got beaten in a Hula Hoop game that requires alot of teamwork, we almost had it, but we got beaten by a couple of seconds. and we also got beaten at a volleyball game that i saw no point to. With that said "Gag Awards" where given out and i got "Most Likely to crash into a Parked Car." I thought it was pretty funny and a whole buch of other plp got others too, but the awards got a lot of plp in trouble beacause they hadnt gotten approved by our instructors, which caused some pretty hard demotions which brings me to the next point....&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer Bravo Company Commander, cuz i got promoted to Battallion Commander and now i have the rank of Lieutenant Colonel instead of Captain. Which in some way its pretty cool considering that the Military Ball is just two weeks away so I get to have the honor of running the whole show, along with my friends and i get to bring back the lost traditions that the past two Military Balls have forgotten about. And alot of rivalries between us have gone down and plp have gotten along much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Prom. I have a dress and my bf doesnt want to go with me. Which really sux really bad, but i cant do anything about it. My friends said i wasnt going to not go and that i had to go, so they are going as a group and i think im going with them. I think. I still have about 24 hours to think about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my last one, cuz i dont want to make this too long and i cant remember everything that has happened the last couple of weeks....I got a visit from the Army recruiters at my house and I almost got sent to San Antonio for my physical which meant that once i got sent i was in. But I thought about it long and hard and decided not to join the Army, but they still called and after i told them no, they went to my school and still tried to talk me back into joining the Army, but i said no once again. The National Guard paid me a visit to school too, but i immediately said no. I've gotten alot of mail from the Coast Guard, The Army, The Reserve and the Air Force, but im not interested. Sgt. Willingham, my instructor said that i had to deal with this for about two yrs before my ASVAB score expired. I guess a 52 is that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow after i return from prom i have a trip to San Antonio for the weekend, thats if im up to it. I dont know, just maybe i'll go and get away from the pressures of home. Well i think thats it, my brain hurts from all this thinking and writing, hehe....laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111352230459552138?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111352230459552138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111352230459552138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111352230459552138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111352230459552138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/04/past-couple-of-weeks.html' title='The past couple of weeks....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111144418971326415</id><published>2005-03-21T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:29:49.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a 51 :D</title><content type='html'>Today I got my ASVAB score back. I walked into Jrotc and i saw a huge smile on Sgt. Willinghams face and he said, "Great job." I was like "huh? great job on what?" and he told me that i got a 51. and yet i still didnt know what he was talking about, then he told me that i had gotten a 51 on my ASVAB and that I could get any job that I wanted in the Army.  I was happy, and I still am. The highest score that someone got was an 88, which is pretty cool and thats b-cuz the girl (yes it was a girl, whoohooo!) is barely a sophmore at school. Last yr, it was Alicia the one that had gotten the highest score with an 80, but shes not interested in the military, she could have gone into West Point, and had alot of offers from the Army, the Reserve, the Air Force and the Navy. But she wont give in. The Navy recruiter was there and talked to Alicia, Dario and me about the Navy, but i dont think i'll join. Sgt. Willingham told him that I had been accepted to a University and that I wasnt interested. he spoke for me, but i guess i would have said the same thing. Now this is another option to think about. I have a score high enough to join the Military.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111144418971326415?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111144418971326415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111144418971326415&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111144418971326415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111144418971326415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-got-51-d.html' title='I got a 51 :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111137993661256922</id><published>2005-03-20T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:35:11.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My dad said no :(</title><content type='html'>In the afternoon while my parents were eating, I took my chance of asking my dad for my Military Ball dress. :D and he said yes. For the past three yrs they have bought me a dress for that day and of course this yr, wasnt going to be the exception. Ya le dije that he better go with me on that day and march with me under the arch of sabers for the seniors. and he laughed and he said that he would go. My dad doesnt like to go out much so this night is going to be a very nice one for me, he hasnt gone to 2 of my military balls, and the one he did go to, he was angry and he pulled me out before the awards ceremony was over. I was annoyed and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newayz, we had a very interesting conversation that followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Una vez que estas aqui sentada dile a tu papa que es lo que quieres hacer&lt;br /&gt;Me: (acting stupid and like if i didnt know what i wanted to ask him) Que? yo no se de lo que hablas mom&lt;br /&gt;Mom: A que si, tu bien sabes lo que quieres hacer, andale dile&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh yeah, ( i laugh)&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Que quieres hacer?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Me quiero hacer pierce mi eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Que es eso?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Me quiere poner un arete en la ceja&lt;br /&gt;Dad: (annoyed look in his face) No! estas loca, como te vas a poner un arete en la ceja? No, ninguna de tus amigas tiene uno, y tu no te vas a poner nada.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (annoyed) Y luego? No tiene nada que ver&lt;br /&gt;Dad: No te vas a poner nada, y ademas no se mira bien. Ya cuando tengas 21 años ya puedes hacer lo que quieras, mientras estes en la casa, no te vas a poner nada&lt;br /&gt;Me:No se vale&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Es que dice que no le dijiste nada a Saray cuando ella se puso el de ella en la lengua&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Saray no me dijo, y cuando yo supe, ni modo de quitarselo de la boca&lt;br /&gt;Me: (sad and annoyed get up and walk off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later on went to give my friends a visit to their work and i told them about my dad and my conversation and they lauged their butts off. So i told them joking around, "Get ur eyebrow pierced that way theyll let me." and they told me no, and that i was crzy. I have very clean cut friends, que parecen que no quiebran ningun plato, and i think my parents dont want for me to be the rotten apple. Why didnt i try and rebel earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent i pathethic? 18 and i still listen to everything my parents say. I think its cuz they control my car, gas money, my allowance, and my ability to go out, and the fact that Im the last "child" they have that isnt married. This really sux bad....why do i have to be so obedient?....my rebelling part in my late yrs of my teenage life isnt working too well for me...hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111137993661256922?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111137993661256922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111137993661256922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111137993661256922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111137993661256922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-dad-said-no.html' title='My dad said no :('/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111133542098558695</id><published>2005-03-20T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T10:24:59.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Se le paso el Coraje! :D</title><content type='html'>My mom finally got over her objection of getting my eyebrow pierced! Whoohooo! All my mom told me was, "Esta bueno, lo puedes hacer nadamas dile a tu papa que te lo vas a hacer." I dont think i'll have any problems with my dad, and whether he says yes or no i'll still do it, porque a el tambien se le tiene que pasar el coraje. I think im going Wednesday right after school that way I have my Easter Vac. to have it on and not take it off b-cuz of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111133542098558695?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111133542098558695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111133542098558695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111133542098558695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111133542098558695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/se-le-paso-el-coraje-d.html' title='Se le paso el Coraje! :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111126164259927177</id><published>2005-03-19T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T15:07:48.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the Army ROTC Orientation at Pan-Am...it was interesting. When we got there, both my friend Alicia and I were lost...hehe. But we finally found the auditorium and we went in. I dont know, but I might consider joining Rotc, I graduate as a 2LT in the Army, which is pretty cool and nice, but I dont know. It has so many things that are so interesting and I like adventure and I like to try out new things...hmmm....its an option im thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got out of Pan-Am we went to go visit my sister who lives in Edingburg and it was nice. After a while we left and she told me, "Dont get on the expressway cuz of all the construction." So being the "nice and obedient" girl that i am, i listened, but ask me why did i listen? Alicia and me got lost, hehe, hard to believe that a 18 and a 17 yr old got lost...but yeah...we didnt know where we were going and we were laughing our butts off. I mean we knew we were in Edinburg, we just didnt know what part we were at and where we were going to end up. After like about 30 min., and driving around like crzy we finally started recognizing things around us....what a trip...I think im gonna go night night now, I'm tired and I havent gotten much sleep this week. Sweet Dreams to myself. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111126164259927177?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111126164259927177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111126164259927177&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111126164259927177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111126164259927177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/orientation.html' title='Orientation'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111120339104078304</id><published>2005-03-18T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:37:02.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering...</title><content type='html'>Im wondering....is it so wrong to still be a child at heart? Just a thouhgt and question...why do some plp try to grow up so fast and not enjoy life one day at a time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111120339104078304?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111120339104078304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111120339104078304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111120339104078304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111120339104078304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/wondering.html' title='Wondering...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111120238386404075</id><published>2005-03-18T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:19:43.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Undecided....</title><content type='html'>I am still undecided on what to do for college...and it gets me so annoyed that I still havent decided what to do. A person from UTPA called me from the ROTC dept. asking if I wanted to go to orientation tomorrow...and I think im going.  I just think I am, I called my partner in crime and the person who pushed me to not let my "bf" get the best of me and we are going tomorrow. Hopefully we will wake up early enough to go...hehe...i think its going to be pretty hard for me to wake up...im such a lazy bum. Life is so confusing...and it annoys me that i sometimes just space out and i tune everything out. Its my life that I have to think about and here I am still trying to think about what to do. I know that I wanted to Major in Criminal Justice, but then again I dont know...what if college isnt for me? It annoys me and im afraid of failure, and being just another flonke and being the same failure like my other siblings....fuck, i hate this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111120238386404075?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111120238386404075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111120238386404075&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111120238386404075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111120238386404075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/undecided.html' title='Undecided....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111091865334799735</id><published>2005-03-15T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T14:30:53.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>35 :D</title><content type='html'>It seems 35 is a nice and good number for me. For the Color Guard today we got 35 out of the max 35 points we could have gotten. whoooohooo!!!! and then i found out its gonna be $35 for piercieng my eyebrow :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a very big weight has been carried off my shoulders after this inspection. We did pretty good overall, i dont know the results but yeah by what i saw i think we did good. What still amazes me and i wanted to just smack these plp in the head was when asked "Who is the Vice-President of the United States?"....they said "Cadet was informed but does not recall." They didnt know. Tisk, tisk, how i would have loved to smack this plp in the head. I think that was the only weakness my co had, the only questiont they didnt know.  When they asked me what platoon i wanted to drill, i immediately said 1st plattoon, why? they are the best, and they did their best. It was the best drill that i have seen in my four yrs in JROTC, "the best drill they did the whole day," according to the inspector. Bravo Company, :P Do i hear a Best Company coming my way? hopefully :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111091865334799735?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111091865334799735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111091865334799735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111091865334799735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111091865334799735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/35-d.html' title='35 :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111084333668627108</id><published>2005-03-14T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:25:54.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Pressure :(</title><content type='html'>I am so annoyed and frustrated right know with school....i woke up this morning and i thouhgt about quitting....yep im stupid....no i dont think that way anymore...yes i got sense knocked back into me. Nombre, its cuz JROTC is draining all my energy and happiness right know. Tomorrow we have a "Minor" or "Major" Inspection, however plp want to look at it, and we are gonna get inspected on drill and formal inspection, plus I have the Color Guard to take care of and do. I'm a Company Commander for Bravo Co, (best company in the Bear Battalion!), and the pressure isnt doing me any good. A ver como nos va mañana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111084333668627108?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111084333668627108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111084333668627108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111084333668627108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111084333668627108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/under-pressure.html' title='Under Pressure :('/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111077352850113629</id><published>2005-03-13T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:33:27.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation with the Bisa</title><content type='html'>Today I went To Reynosa to go visit my grandmother cuz she got operated from her back, like two days ago and she is fine, i didnt go up to see her cuz hospitals scare me, but just as long as i know shes ok thats fine with me. Newayz, after what was about an hour my Mom came out along with my Bisabuela, and we sat there on the banqueta of the hospital and talked about all the things that were going on in my family. Man, if you were to have a conversation with this lady, she will make u laugh. She may be old, but she still has the power to make u laugh. Se puso unos lentes de "Botella" that made her eyes look really big, hehe plp were just staring at her and u could see smiles on their faces but they wouldnt laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long while, my mom went back up and I stayed down with my Bisa, and we talked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tengo sueno&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: A que horas te acuestas mija?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No temprano pero manana voy a la escuela&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: A que horas?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Como a las once&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: Eso es temprano&lt;br /&gt;Me: A que no...usted se va a acostar bien tarde&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: a que no, me voy a dormir a las dos. (The older she gets the less sleep she gets)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fijese, a eso le llama temprano&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: Se rie, si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing the conv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: Tu tio se paso hecha la mocha y me fui detras de el pero no lo pude alcanzar&lt;br /&gt;Me: Cuando?&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: Ahorita, cuando el llego, camino bien rapido y parecia que le habian prendido un cerillo en el rabo. :P&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ay buelita!&lt;br /&gt;Bisa: se rie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady is in her late 70's maybe early 80s, and she can still walk without getting tired. She will bring a smile to ur face. I remeber when we were small we used to be scared of her and we wouldnt like her very much cuz she was real regañona, and she used to give us coscorrones when we wouldnt listen, but now she makes fun of plp and she goes along with whatever my primos and i have to say...just to piss off my parents and my uncles....I Love you Buelita Maria. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111077352850113629?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111077352850113629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111077352850113629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111077352850113629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111077352850113629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/conversation-with-bisa.html' title='A Conversation with the Bisa'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111075075929850455</id><published>2005-03-13T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T15:54:59.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimp My Ride :P</title><content type='html'>Earlier today I was watching MTV and the show Pimp My Ride came on. I remebered in other shows of Pimp my ride, they had cars that had duct tape or electrical tape to hold on to some of their car parts...which I thought was pretty funny....hehe...then I remebered that like about a month ago my friend and I were coming to my house on the expressway and we saw this beautiful red mustang....and it had tape holding the front headlight together....and both of us started laughing....hehe....and then i told her about Pimp my ride and we started laughing even more....and you want to know what i also realized?....that i too had tape on my car....yep...its holding my mirror from falling off.... :P Maybe i should give pimp my ride a try.... :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111075075929850455?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111075075929850455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111075075929850455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111075075929850455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111075075929850455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/pimp-my-ride-p.html' title='Pimp My Ride :P'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111051246245689138</id><published>2005-03-10T21:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:48:35.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rio Bravo</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Rio Bravo with my mom and my grandmother cuz we were going to visit my other grandmother, my dads mother, but she wasnt there so we took off to the pharmacy and then to eat taquitos at a taqueria in front of the Soriana. My mom didnt want to get off nor my buelita, but I did. So we got off. It always surprises me and I think its nice when a man te dice "Buenas Noches" and they take off their hat or cap and then they take their seat, and here they dont. No one tells you hi, they just ignore u and take their seat. How much one FK single body of water can make a lot of difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111051246245689138?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111051246245689138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111051246245689138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111051246245689138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111051246245689138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/rio-bravo.html' title='Rio Bravo'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111051151421486940</id><published>2005-03-10T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:25:14.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002891.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002891.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Gordo and me :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111051151421486940?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111051151421486940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111051151421486940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111051151421486940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111051151421486940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-gordo-and-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111042924380817294</id><published>2005-03-09T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:34:03.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phone Book</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got the new phone book, and the first thing I saw was when i got it was a picture and an Ad of an Attorney.  This Attorney who had his pic and was advertising was the one who was handling my case when I was involved in a car accident last November.  The funny thing was that I never saw him or met him, i heard him speak on the phone once when my dad had gone with me to his office but I never really met him. Why? I was underage, so my parents were the ones doing all the paperwork and stuff with him, i dont know i may be crzy, pero yo pienso that this is so f*****g hilarious. Me da risa porque here i see the pic of the man who helped me out and handled everything from fixing my car to paying the hospital and therapy bills, yet I never met him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111042924380817294?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111042924380817294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111042924380817294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111042924380817294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111042924380817294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/phone-book.html' title='The Phone Book'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111039074616600638</id><published>2005-03-09T11:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T11:52:26.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No me Hables..... :D</title><content type='html'>About a week ago my mom and me were at Wal Mart looking at the Jewelry cuz i was going to be Madrina de regalo sorpresa for my neighbor...and i saw all the silver tongue, nose and bellybutton earrings. Ever since I have been in the 6th grade i have wanted to pierce my face, well my eyebrow, and I have been telling my parents for the past 6 yrs of my life not to get mad or shocked when they see me with one, y mi dad todo el tiempo me dice "Mejor ponte uno en la nariz, como los toros." I laugh and tell him que no, that i want one by my eyebrow. Newayz, back at the ranch, I saw them and took that chance to tell my mom that since i was 18 already i could pierce it by myself without an adult and that it wasnt going to go beyond this week that i was going to get it. Uh-oh, wrong idea and place to say this. She started screaming and yelling at me in front of everybody, I actually thouhgt it was funny, y me dijo, "Ya no me hables cuando te lo hagas, es mas ya no me hables desde ahorita!" and she walked away from me. Hehe...I folloowed her y le dije que el coraje se le iba a pasar and that she eventually had to talk to me. She ignored me and told me que she was going to keep her word on it. :P That if she didnt talk to my sister when she got her tongue pierced about 3 yrs ago, that she wasnt going to talk to me either. I still havent gotten it pierced, but Im determined to do it before i graduate...se le tiene que pasar el coraje a mi mom. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111039074616600638?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111039074616600638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111039074616600638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111039074616600638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111039074616600638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-me-hables-d.html' title='No me Hables..... :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111022165398146485</id><published>2005-03-07T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:48:35.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderfest</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my family and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.borderfest.org/"&gt;Borderfest&lt;/a&gt;  :D It was really nicce to have gone and spent some time with la familia...its been a really long time since my family had long since gone out...and yesterday was really nice. We didn't go in to see the groups cuz we were too busy getting on the rides y subiendo a los chiquillos a los juegos tambien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big sister did go in to see them though, ella se vuelve loca con Pesado and that was the only reason why she went to borderfest..to go see them. I would have like to have gone in to see them too but my dad was too tired from carrying all my sobrinos from ride to ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111022165398146485?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111022165398146485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111022165398146485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022165398146485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022165398146485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/borderfest.html' title='Borderfest'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111022298646676254</id><published>2005-03-07T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:18:15.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xavi, my sister and me :D &lt;a target="ext" href="http://www.hello.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111022298646676254?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111022298646676254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111022298646676254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022298646676254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022298646676254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/borderfest_07.html' title='Borderfest'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111022295373398439</id><published>2005-03-07T13:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:15:53.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002800.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002800.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan De Dios&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111022295373398439?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111022295373398439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111022295373398439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022295373398439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022295373398439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/juan-de-dios.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111022290869463328</id><published>2005-03-07T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:15:08.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002775.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002775.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan De dios and Alex&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111022290869463328?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111022290869463328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111022290869463328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022290869463328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022290869463328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/juan-de-dios-and-alex_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-111022288273775626</id><published>2005-03-07T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:14:42.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002762.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002762.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan De Dios and Alex&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-111022288273775626?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/111022288273775626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=111022288273775626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022288273775626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/111022288273775626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/juan-de-dios-and-alex.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110989349001601701</id><published>2005-03-03T17:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:45:01.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating at Mcdonalds...:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My Friends got the "bright idea" to leave campus and go out to eat. We aren't allowed to go off campus to eat cuz its a closed campus. I had already come out of school cuz i have early release....but my friends dont, well at least 3 out of the 4 i went out with dont. So two of them got on my car and the other two got on another and we took off. The funny part was that the security guard never stops me....NEVER! and today wasnt going to be the excpetion...or so i thouhgt. Since he was blocking the exit i decided to go trough another exit and my friends in the other car went before me. Well they got past the guard and right when i was going out, the security ran up to my car and tried to stop me...hehe i didnt stop...i kept going....sigh...how fun that was. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Newayz, we drove on to McDonalds and we ate there. Somehow along our conversation a question came up that my friend Judith asked Maggie where her bf lived. and Maggie replied by saying that he lived near me. Then Judith told me "I didnt know u lived in Las Milpas!" and I playing around said, "Dude, i dont live in Las milpas, me offendes!" And the table went quiet. cricket, cricket. Yep all four of them live in Las Milpas...and here I was the only outsider sitting there from San Juan. Hehe. It was funny though, all of them stared at me and after a while of staring and quietness they started telling me that Las Milpas wasnt as bad as San Juan, and that they might have all the gangs and drug dealers living there, but that all the bad stuff hapened in San Juan and Alamo. After a while of playfully arguing at each other and bringing down each others city, we kept it going with memories from when we were small and all the crap we had done. I think we almost got kicked out from all the laughing and screaming but it was all worth it....i learned something new from each and every one of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110989349001601701?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110989349001601701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110989349001601701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110989349001601701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110989349001601701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/eating-at-mcdonaldsp.html' title='Eating at Mcdonalds...:P'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110989371242264286</id><published>2005-03-03T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T17:48:32.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another trophy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I finally went to school today after not going after three days of being a lazy bum and being priviledged and very lucky that i am a Senior and the fact that i passed my TAKS test on the first try last year...and i found out that another of our schools team won a trophy....our PT (Physical Traning) Team also won a trophy...they won third place. Whoohooo!!! That was the coolest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110989371242264286?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110989371242264286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110989371242264286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110989371242264286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110989371242264286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-trophy.html' title='Another trophy....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110972356255439368</id><published>2005-03-01T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:32:42.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We won!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday I got the good news that we had Won at out competition! Whoohoo! We won third place in the Unfolding/Folding Flag phase of the Competition! I'm glad that we got something, our drill was also the best, but we unfortunately did not win anything. Another of my schools team, the Unarmed Drill team also won four trophies to include "Best Commader." This was a very good competition overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110972356255439368?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110972356255439368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110972356255439368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110972356255439368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110972356255439368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-won.html' title='We won!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110946557074394567</id><published>2005-02-26T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:56:34.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Competition Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I just got back from competition from Laredo. It went pretty well, I think we did a pretty good job. We didnt stay for the awards ceremony though, cuz we had to come back :(, but I hope we get good news come Monday morning. I dont want to get high hopes of winning something, but I do hope we get something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The following pics are from after we competed. :D with a couple of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110946557074394567?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110946557074394567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110946557074394567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946557074394567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946557074394567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/competition-saturday.html' title='Competition Saturday'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110946511614683359</id><published>2005-02-26T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:45:16.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002381.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002381.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Female Color Guard! Whoohoo!! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110946511614683359?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110946511614683359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110946511614683359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946511614683359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946511614683359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/female-color-guard-whoohoo-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110946487297146168</id><published>2005-02-26T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:41:12.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002376.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002376.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuy, Alex and me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110946487297146168?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110946487297146168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110946487297146168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946487297146168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946487297146168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/chuy-alex-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110946477644647362</id><published>2005-02-26T18:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:39:36.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002375.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002375.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuy and me :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110946477644647362?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110946477644647362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110946477644647362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946477644647362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946477644647362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/chuy-and-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110946468871299793</id><published>2005-02-26T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T18:38:08.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/IM002374.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/IM002374.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ines and me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110946468871299793?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110946468871299793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110946468871299793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946468871299793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110946468871299793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/ines-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110936715130919319</id><published>2005-02-25T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T15:32:31.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Presenting the Colors to Headstart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today we presented the colors to an Annual Headstart Conference for Fathers. It was really nice and cool. We presented the colors to alot of important plp here in the Valley that attended that conference one of them being Congressman Loyd Dogget. I think it was really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In other news, we have competition again tomorrow in Laredo. sigh, I hope we do very well, and we bring back something. I have high hopes and I think this time we can do it. I dont have much pressure anymore cuz they postponed an important inspection that we had this coming Monday to the 15th of next month, so that was a big relief for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110936715130919319?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110936715130919319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110936715130919319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110936715130919319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110936715130919319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/presenting-colors-to-headstart.html' title='Presenting the Colors to Headstart'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110928574920812024</id><published>2005-02-24T16:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:27:23.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crosswalk Señor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Every day on my way to school, I pass by Austin Middle School, and I always noticed the crosswalk man. He reminded me alot of my grandfather, Benito Olvera, que descanse en paz, cuz he wore a cowboy hat and my grandfather always wore one too. Well its been about a week or so and he hasnt been there. Its another lady. I'm wondering what happened to that crosswalk man, he always brought a smile to my face cuz he reminded me so much of my grandfather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110928574920812024?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110928574920812024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110928574920812024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110928574920812024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110928574920812024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/crosswalk-seor.html' title='The Crosswalk Señor'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110910107875761646</id><published>2005-02-22T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T13:49:50.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice things that put a smile to ur face :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Think about them one at a time BEFORE going on to the next one... IT DOES MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, especially the thought at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.&lt;br /&gt;3. A hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;4. No lines at the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;5. A special glance.&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting mail&lt;br /&gt;7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.&lt;br /&gt;8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;11. Chocolate milkshake. (or vanilla or strawberry!)&lt;br /&gt;12. A bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;13 Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;14. A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;15. The beach&lt;br /&gt;16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to #18?!?! How about "Sharing a good bottle of wine."?&lt;br /&gt;19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;br /&gt;20. Running through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;23. Laughing at an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;24. Friends.&lt;br /&gt;25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt;26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).&lt;br /&gt;28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.&lt;br /&gt;29. Playing with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;30. Having someone play with your hair.&lt;br /&gt;31. Sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;32. Hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Frozen Hot Chocolate rocks, too...&lt;br /&gt;33. Road trips with friends.&lt;br /&gt;34. Swinging on swings.&lt;br /&gt;35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.&lt;br /&gt;36. Making chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.&lt;br /&gt;38. Holding hands with someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.&lt;br /&gt;40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;41. Watching the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;43. Knowing that somebody misses you.&lt;br /&gt;44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.&lt;br /&gt;45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;46. Lying next to a fire after being outside running or riding in the cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110910107875761646?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110910107875761646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110910107875761646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110910107875761646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110910107875761646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/nice-things-that-put-smile-to-ur-face.html' title='Nice things that put a smile to ur face :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110891647256759868</id><published>2005-02-20T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T10:24:48.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Salute and thanx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday we had a parade here in the City of San Juan, and I think it's one of the ones that will forever stay in my mind. We took the five man color guard just to give other plp a chance to participate in the color guard too. Before the parade started, my team and i were getting ready and we were putting on all the equipment and stuff. While we were doing this, the police officers walked towards us and thanked us for helping them out with their presentation, and they joked around with us for a while and stuff which was really nice. After that the parade started. For the past three years that i have done color guard, ive had the honor to hold our Nations Flag. I have never really paid attention to anybody before because I always look straighforward or the flag is always in my face, so I just never thought of staring at who was on the street looking at the passing parade. Well yesterday i decided to pay attention. I saw one of the nicest things that I have ever seen. I saw so many senior citizens stand up, remove their hats or caps, and salute to the U.S. Flag before we even passed them. There were even little kids who would stand up and put their hand over their heart, every which way that i turned it was the same thing. I told my friends that were with me in the color guard, and they had these huge smiles on their faces and everytime they saw this, they would tell each other in a low voice "mira para tu left, o mira para tu right!" I guess my instructors also saw this and they had these huge smiles on their faces too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110891647256759868?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110891647256759868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110891647256759868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110891647256759868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110891647256759868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/salute-and-thanx.html' title='A Salute and thanx'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110887219552157663</id><published>2005-02-19T21:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T10:26:22.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Starstruck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was the coolest day ever...well not really, but it was. hehe. My friend, my cousin, my sister and me were at the mall today eating at subway when all of the sudden all we hear is this lady screaming and pointing to this plp stading in a line and we were like "WTF" what is she staring at?. We heard her say "Miren ellos son actores Mexicanos, han salido en muchas novelas y estan haciendo una obra de teatro!" So we turned around and we saw these actors standing in line waiting to get food. We just sat there staring at them and staring at each other and started talking all at once, recognized one of the two but we didnt remember his name. Then another one walks in and the lady starts screaming even more, and she called the man over and he walked over to her and he was being really nice to her and was talking very nice to her. I still cant remember his name, i know that he came out in that novela "Los Sanchez" for about a week or so. The funniest part of all this was that he was standing right next to our table and he was talking to the lady y mi hermana tuvo que meter su cuchara en su conversation, and asked the senor what novela he had come out in, and he laughed and smiled and told her which one he had come out in. I thouhgt he was the nicest of all the three of them that was there, he even told us that there was another actress with them too. The actress is the one that comes out in "Las Juanas" as Juana Valentina. I still cant remember his name, but he was a very nice man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110887219552157663?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110887219552157663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110887219552157663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110887219552157663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110887219552157663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/starstruck.html' title='Starstruck'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110877344343825258</id><published>2005-02-18T18:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:37:23.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too fast...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This week went by really fast! Not that i'm complaining, cuz i'm not, i'm happy I guess that it went by fast for me. I guess its cuz I finally got out and shopped with my mom, spent some time with my cuata y mis amigas. :D Something i hadnt one since before my sister got married and I guess the fact that i've been looking forward to something that i never received. :( kind of sux, pero ni modo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110877344343825258?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110877344343825258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110877344343825258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110877344343825258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110877344343825258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/too-fast.html' title='Too fast...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110860689122623063</id><published>2005-02-16T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T18:49:09.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/cute%20pic%20that%20gets%20jose%20mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/cute%20pic%20that%20gets%20jose%20mad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Cute pic that gets plp mad! :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110860689122623063?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110860689122623063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110860689122623063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860689122623063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860689122623063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/cute-pic-that-gets-plp-mad-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110860671468096707</id><published>2005-02-16T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T20:18:34.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Picture!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110860671468096707?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110860671468096707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110860671468096707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860671468096707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860671468096707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/cute-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110860614545244256</id><published>2005-02-16T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T20:09:05.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a question?....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm wondering is it possible to love a person and have a small "crush" on somone else? Or maybe not be in love with that person anymore and love the other person...love is so confusing!!! ': just a thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110860614545244256?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110860614545244256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110860614545244256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860614545244256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860614545244256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/question.html' title='a question?....'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110860580651950395</id><published>2005-02-16T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T20:05:34.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelaciones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm not the type of person who loses their temper very quick, I keep calm for a while and it takes time before i completely let loose and start screaming at plp. Today wasnt the exception. Theres too many plp who are real cabezones that after a little over a yr of putting up with their shit...I'm finally speaking whats on my mind. They rarely see me pissed and when they do they cant believe it that, the quiet person who never says anything is actually defending herself and bi*c*i*g at plp. :) Es que me les esoy revelando poco a poquito. I've learned not to stay quiet anymore, and just be out there and speak my mind. ahh how fun this is gonna be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tambien, REBELLING!!! I find that rebelling back to my parents is fun! yeah its stupid, but hey now i can talk back!! Whoohooo!! Soy mexicana, and i was taught never to talk back, but now that i think about it, its fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110860580651950395?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110860580651950395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110860580651950395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860580651950395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110860580651950395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/revelaciones.html' title='Revelaciones...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110850671735884530</id><published>2005-02-15T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:10:05.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making it look easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today during our 3rd pd class (JROTC) we stayed behind to keep on helping the police officers post the colors. It was very fun and nice teaching them. They are very nice and down to earth plp and they didnt treat us like if we were any less than them. And of course my friend who is in the yearbook staff took this time and asked them questions about underage drinking. Since we live so close to the border they said that underage drinking had very close ties to the border and that now the Mexican government is cracking down on underage drinking by teens and carding plp at clubs and bars for an id. What this means, i dont know, I dont know if it might fix the probelms of underage drinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110850671735884530?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110850671735884530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110850671735884530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110850671735884530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110850671735884530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/making-it-look-easy.html' title='Making it look easy'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110843617793188129</id><published>2005-02-14T20:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:57:26.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;My Boyfriend is such a sour person when it comes to Valentines Day, for the past four years (yes its been that long), he has never gotten me anything, and this yr wasnt the exception. Oh well I guess i'll never now what its like to receive a flower, ballons or a rose for v-day. He says its a waste of time, and that V-day is stupid cuz of all the stuff plp sell just for this day. :( I dont know what happened to the nice and sweet guy I once knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110843617793188129?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110843617793188129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110843617793188129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110843617793188129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110843617793188129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/v-day.html' title='V-day'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110825399904630059</id><published>2005-02-12T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:57:08.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am Happy b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ecause yesterday was my B-day!! and my parents are doing a cena for me tonight, with friends and family. It was kind of a surprise so this is very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110825399904630059?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110825399904630059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110825399904630059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110825399904630059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110825399904630059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-happy-because-yesterday-was-my-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110808282296974153</id><published>2005-02-10T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T18:48:39.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tienes el Nopal pintado en la frente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am very disappointed in myself!!! I cant believe that I am forgetting my spanish,....i feel like crap and i feel so bad and stupid and theres simply no words to describe it. I mean i dont know how....my parents dont speak one word of English, nor my grandparents and i seem to somehow manage to talk to them, even if a stutter, speak in both languages, talk "mocho", incorrect Spanish, Spanglish or whatever it is that u want to call it, but i always find a way to communicate with them and they seem to understand me. I had already noticed it before, and most of my friends are the same as me, they are forgetting how to "Correctly" speak in Spanish. Its like my boyfriend says "Tienes el nopal pintado en la frente", and i know that, and i still dont know how i'm forgetting it. I am from mexican decent, and used to speak fluent Spanish, not anymore, but i still do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And today was when i had my major reality shock that i am so stupid, and dumb and i'm so angry at myself. We went on our annual recruitment project to middle schools and i saw my friends stuttering to speak in Spanish, so here i go, to her rescue when to my surprise i couldn't speak to these girls in Spanish. I was struggling, and had to pause for seconds at a time to try and gather my thoughts to try and speak to them...cuz they didnt know any english...why o why am i coming to this point? Me siento tan mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110808282296974153?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110808282296974153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110808282296974153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110808282296974153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110808282296974153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/tienes-el-nopal-pintado-en-la-frente.html' title='Tienes el Nopal pintado en la frente...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110800108743046890</id><published>2005-02-09T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T20:04:47.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just 2 more days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whoohooo!!! Just two more days and i turn 18! freedom at last from my parents, i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110800108743046890?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110800108743046890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110800108743046890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110800108743046890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110800108743046890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-2-more-days.html' title='just 2 more days!!!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110799100903630980</id><published>2005-02-09T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T17:16:49.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching the officers a little something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For the past two weeks we, as in the Female Color Guard, have been teaching the San Juan Police Department Honor Guard, how to post the colors correctly. Which I think is pretty cool and nice, cuz we get to know our P.d. a little better and we get to joke around a little bit with the officers, who by the way are pretty nice plp. So its nice that we get to this kind of stuff to help out our community and make our Police Department look sharper and nicer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110799100903630980?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110799100903630980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110799100903630980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110799100903630980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110799100903630980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/teaching-officers-little-something.html' title='Teaching the officers a little something...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110773543414296036</id><published>2005-02-06T18:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T18:42:53.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami Aid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My boyfriend's brother works for The Brownsville Herald and he invited him over to play soccer with him today to help out the plp who have been affected by the Tsunami. All the money that was being raised is being sent for aid. The game was made up of four teams which where The Brownsville Herald, La Frontera, Noticias 48 from Univision and some other team, which i cant remember what it was called. I thought this was a very nice thing that these two newspaper, and tv companies did it was a great way to show that the valley cares. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110773543414296036?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110773543414296036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110773543414296036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110773543414296036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110773543414296036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/tsunami-aid.html' title='Tsunami Aid'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110773756656010853</id><published>2005-02-06T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T18:56:32.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Seniors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To my Seniors. tear, tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A TOAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise your glass to the sky&lt;br /&gt;With hopes and dreams held high.&lt;br /&gt;To the graduates I toast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the friends we’ve lost and gained,&lt;br /&gt;And the people we’ll never know by name.&lt;br /&gt;To the bonds that we’ve made and albums we filled,&lt;br /&gt;Memories that may fade but never be killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the phone calls filled with tears,&lt;br /&gt;And to the hours spent talking away our fears.&lt;br /&gt;To the people we thought deserved our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;whom now we bash and rip apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the pictures in frames with stories to say,&lt;br /&gt;That we will be sure to pack when we go away.&lt;br /&gt;To the football games we have watched beneath the lights,&lt;br /&gt;And our cheers and chants drifting into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to proms and dances,&lt;br /&gt;And high school romances.&lt;br /&gt;To homecoming games,&lt;br /&gt;With all the wins in our name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the late nights we’ve spent cramming for tests,&lt;br /&gt;And mornings were coffee made up for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;To the dances and events we took months to create,&lt;br /&gt;The night before worries that came too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the tears we knew we’d cry,&lt;br /&gt;To the people and places we say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;To the wild and bizarre things we’ve done,&lt;br /&gt;That we will remember to be the most fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s to the letters we left unsigned,&lt;br /&gt;May our identities be revealed all in due time.&lt;br /&gt;To their relationships we wonder how we ever lived without,&lt;br /&gt;And the crushes we look back on and laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it is time to place our glasses down,&lt;br /&gt;Put our caps on and turn our tassels around.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for our names and let them echo through,&lt;br /&gt;And realize how fast these fours years just flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Watroba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Go Class of 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110773756656010853?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110773756656010853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110773756656010853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110773756656010853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110773756656010853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-my-seniors.html' title='To my Seniors'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110764498371459927</id><published>2005-02-05T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T17:09:43.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoohoo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm so happy and excited because for the first time I beat my boyfriend at something. I beat him at playing Air Hockey at Mr. Gattis.hehe. It was so much fun and I have a sense of pride in knowing that I beat him. He isnt the type of person that takes losing very well, so this was so nice for me....and he felt bad cuz he had been beaten by a girl, and worst by his gf. hehe.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110764498371459927?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110764498371459927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110764498371459927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110764498371459927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110764498371459927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/whoohoo.html' title='Whoohoo!!!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110756725362014130</id><published>2005-02-04T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:09:07.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a "True Friend"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well needless to say, my friends, the ones that got drunk, got into alot of trouble. The girl that had the vodka bottle got charges pressed against her, suspended from school, got sent to an alternative school and after she goes to court is going to get sent to the Juvenile center or to some Mental Institution in San Antonio. One of her lifelong dreams got shattered along with the mistake she did, now she cant join the Army. Our A.I's talked to the Army recruiters about what she had done, so now she cant join the Army, ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The guy that got drunk with her, well nothing happened to him because his best friend, covered for him and took all the blame and said that he was the one who had gotten drunk with her. I had stopped believing in best friends, and our A.I. once told us that we didnt have friends. They were all acquaintences until one of them was willing to take a bullet for us. Well I think this is the same thing as taking a bullet for someone. These two guys have been together for along time and have stuck together trough thick and thin so I guess it was no surprise to me that he did this for him. He is what i can say a "true" friend. He is now facing charges, and is being suspended from school to an alternative school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110756725362014130?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110756725362014130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110756725362014130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110756725362014130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110756725362014130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/being-true-friend.html' title='Being a &quot;True Friend&quot;'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110728723844273288</id><published>2005-02-01T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T18:45:43.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It amazes me how so many problems that my friends have gone trough have been b-cuz of drinking. And today wasnt the exception. I was in &lt;a href="http://www.psja.k12.tx.us/psjahs/jrotc/main.htm"&gt;JROTC&lt;/a&gt; my most dreaded yet fun class that I have and I saw that one of my friends cheeks were pink and that he didnt look to good. I was thinking to myself, "Nah a lo mejor anda malo," so I just blew it off. We are doing this thing called Cadet Challenge, so we were running...and they had us in a line and I saw him run, and he didnt do that well. So I paid more attention to him, as he walked, talked and ran. It kind of shows that he wasnt doing that great when you know that this is they guy that always likes to bother me and gave me a kiss in the cheek to get my boyfriend mad....which was pretty funny. That this is the guy who is two yrs younger than me and who likes to make my whole company laugh...so of course i took notice. Newayz i knew there was something wrong with him and it had to be one of three things, 1. he was drunk, 2. he was drugged or 3. it was both. As we were nearing the end of class i pulled him out and i asked him what was wrong. He started mumbling and screaming so much crap that didnt make sense and he looked as if though he wanted to cry..so I pulled him into one our teachers office and he explained everything to me again. Well it turned out that I was right about one thing....he was drunk. He had been drinking since he got to school with a friend of his and a friend of mine....they had gotten drunk on vodka!! Ah que ninos tan mas cabezones. I asked if he was ok and that i could pull him out of class and take him home or just simply drive around with him until he felt better and he said that it was ok that he felt better. and thathe needed to talk to his gilfriend about the stupid things drinking had caused him the whole day. Like treating his gf bad and doing some other stupid crap like making out with his best friends girl who was also drunk right in front of his gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I still dont understand why he drinks.....the last time he got drunk he ended up in the hospital...besides hes under age and isnt supposed to drink...which really annoys the hell out of me...why am i saying this? I have a great care for this guy....as a friend..nothing else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110728723844273288?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110728723844273288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110728723844273288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110728723844273288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110728723844273288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/02/drinking.html' title='Drinking'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110722805375153752</id><published>2005-01-31T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:08:39.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Diana%20and%20Ines%20nikkie%20rowe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/Diana%20and%20Ines%20nikkie%20rowe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Me and Ines on our way back from competition.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110722805375153752?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110722805375153752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110722805375153752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110722805375153752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110722805375153752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-ines-on-our-way-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110722757383551343</id><published>2005-01-31T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:08:26.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/2005_01290129050034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/320/2005_01290129050034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nice picture...kind of dreamy like in the movies....Whoohoo go female color guard!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110722757383551343?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110722757383551343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110722757383551343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110722757383551343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110722757383551343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/nice-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110720394530393199</id><published>2005-01-31T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T17:11:38.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well today I went to school and I didnt get very good news. :( My team, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/LasHuercas/nikkierowecompetition.msnw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Female Color Guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; didnt place anything....its pretty disappointing not to get anything..but our instructors said that they were going to go back and recheck all the scores sheets again. But we are happy though b-cuz the unarmed drill team did place 2nd beating National Champions like Homer Hanna H.S. and Brownsville Porter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110720394530393199?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110720394530393199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110720394530393199&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110720394530393199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110720394530393199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110702858360365498</id><published>2005-01-29T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T17:15:01.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Competing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well we went, we competed we came back...end of story. j/k Nombre, we did pretty good over all, my friends and my family said that my team did really good. Our instructor SFC Willingham said we did a very "outstanding job" and that if we didnt get anything was b-cuz the Nikkie Rowe plp were celosos of us and that they didnt want for us to get anything. We didnt stay for the awards ceremony, cuz our instructors didnt want to stay..but hopefully we will bring back something, and I hope that the Unarmed drill team and the mixed color guard bring back something too..Pero ni modo ahora ay que esperar hasta el Lunes to see if we won something or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110702858360365498?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110702858360365498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110702858360365498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110702858360365498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110702858360365498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/competing.html' title='Competing'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110695816019286787</id><published>2005-01-28T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T17:16:15.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little nervous...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm a little nervous because tomorrow I have competition at Nikkie Rowe H.S. I mean I've been competing for about 4 yrs already, and two of them have been with the Color Guard...but for some reason i'm a little nervous. I now well do really good, cuz we always do..:D But for some reason I feel alot of pressure to win something, cuz we have won for the past two years...i hope we do very good tomorrow, good enough to bring back a trophy. Aver como nos va man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110695816019286787?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110695816019286787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110695816019286787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110695816019286787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110695816019286787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/little-nervous.html' title='A little nervous...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110679868865458695</id><published>2005-01-27T22:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T21:45:01.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Me puedo dormir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its 10:00 p.m. and I can't seem to fall asleep....maybe its just que tengo miedo porque e estado oyendo ruidos en mi casa...Cucuy! No, really I have and its getting to me..I wonder what it is? Man...why does this happen to me? and it seems like I only hear them at night when i'm with someone...yesterday I heard it with my mom and today around the same hour I heard them when I was with my cuata....tengo miedo...que hare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110679868865458695?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110679868865458695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110679868865458695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110679868865458695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110679868865458695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-me-puedo-dormir.html' title='No Me puedo dormir...'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110677334127556700</id><published>2005-01-26T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:06:35.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well here I am just another happy day!!! I'm happy! I have a "friend" who is a marine and I finally heard from him after a while that I didnt know anything from him... Hes a nice and sweet guy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110677334127556700?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110677334127556700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110677334127556700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110677334127556700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110677334127556700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110659886191511580</id><published>2005-01-24T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:06:21.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm...I wonder if this is real..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just visited a website that says that I have until Sunday, April 25, 2066 to live.....I wonder if this is true..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deathclock.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.deathclock.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110659886191511580?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110659886191511580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110659886191511580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110659886191511580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110659886191511580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/ummmi-wonder-if-this-is-real.html' title='Ummm...I wonder if this is real..?'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9980141.post-110651032757091522</id><published>2005-01-23T14:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:15:04.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Having a good laugh :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I am the type of person that likes a few good laughs and man was I laughing!!! I was watching a show on Showtime by George Lopez, and he is a very good and funny comedian! He really knows how to make plp laugh, especially us mexicanos. I mean, most of the stuff that he said was true and I could relate to it, in a funny way when I was growing up! Hehe!! This is funny!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;And its funny how we think that we were the only ones whose parents were the way they were...man so know i now that i wasnt alone in this world when it came to my parents weirdness... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9980141-110651032757091522?l=mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/feeds/110651032757091522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9980141&amp;postID=110651032757091522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110651032757091522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9980141/posts/default/110651032757091522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimenteypensamientos.blogspot.com/2005/01/having-good-laugh-d.html' title='Having a good laugh :D'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05517197264677756500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/9/2876/640/Monkey_Funny!!!.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
