<?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-5971385520471591421</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:45:34.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper or Plastic.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4610459307146561695</id><published>2011-12-20T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:30:51.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.icarumbah.blogspot.com"&gt;www.icarumbah.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4610459307146561695?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4610459307146561695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4610459307146561695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4610459307146561695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4610459307146561695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/12/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7379572735123145524</id><published>2011-12-07T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:42:30.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night blogging #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxYgXccPYl4/Tt829MmzYBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LYf6tW2SzHQ/s1600/Snapshot_20111206_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxYgXccPYl4/Tt829MmzYBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LYf6tW2SzHQ/s400/Snapshot_20111206_29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683321679748751378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's how cold it is in my house. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling you now, this is gonna be a really random blog... I'm probably awake because my sleeping pattern is pretty messed up at the moment, even more than usual. Anyways since it's the last week of classes, today was my last Tuesday, I'm only mentioning this because this semester was Two Class Tuesday which I really enjoyed. However, I totally didn't even have a two class Tuesday today, since I didn't go to my first class today. Soo lame, you know those days when it's so cold you don't want to wake up so you stay in bed, then next thing you know it's like 45 min after... yeah that was today, well it's been like that the past few days ha... I even tried to give myself motivation to wake up early for class today, which was so lame... it was to put on makeup for school tomorrow (I normally don't put on makeup, actually I normally don't dress up for school...), so I would have to be able to wake up early to put it on... Total fail. At least with me leaving an hour later than usual, I did something quite helpful... I woke up my sister haha, and she totally was running late and she had an exam this morning. So my waking up late wasn't totally useless... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a weird Tuesday, I felt like I didn't really have to go to class today. In German class we were suppose to take a makeup quiz to replace our lowest score and then get our first draft back but, he wasn't done editing them. And my quiz scores are pretty decent, so whatever. I had the whole idea in my head, I shouldn't have came to school today... but that would just be me being lazy and laziness is so not God glorifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Post, Random List&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'M FREEZING.&lt;br /&gt;2. This week is going by so slow.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't really like chick flicks. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've been watching old videos lately.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm sad that there's no bible study tomorrow haha, and that I missed the last C&amp;C bible study of the year haha.&lt;br /&gt;6. It's okay, I can use the time to spend in my own personal studies in the Word.&lt;br /&gt;7. Thinking of replaying Kingdom Hearts 2 over break, or finish Ace Attorney: Trials and Tribulations.&lt;br /&gt;8. Winter break... patiently waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7379572735123145524?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7379572735123145524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7379572735123145524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7379572735123145524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7379572735123145524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/12/late-night-blogging-4.html' title='Late night blogging #4'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxYgXccPYl4/Tt829MmzYBI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LYf6tW2SzHQ/s72-c/Snapshot_20111206_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8583857602754295786</id><published>2011-12-05T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T01:03:53.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally shouldn't be on here.</title><content type='html'>I can't help it, cause I don't know what else I need to know for tomorrows lab practicum... Man, totally just have to hang on for two more weeks, til winter break.. well that is, only if the Lord hasn't called me home by then. Another opportunity to practice that patience again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I as I was freezing in my room while studying; I decided to, turn on a heater in my room, then go eat dinner which happened to be my favorite &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fried fish and rice&lt;/span&gt; (no, really) and make some hot tea, cause I dislike the cold and love tea aha. Anyways, then after I prayed and started eating, I realized while freezing, that I was eating my favorite food, drinking uhh I guess you can say a favorite drink, and had a heater warming up my room as I eat and drink this wonderful meal haha and that was when I totally felt grateful. I mean here I am hungry, freezing in cold weather while studying for a final; then I just see God's providence &lt;u&gt;right in front of my face&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, and I've been provided food on the table once again. &lt;br /&gt;I'm freezing, but I'm blessed with a roof over my head and a heater!&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying for a final, which means I've been given an opportunity to go to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, the Lord has been so gracious to me and I'm very glad that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; (not myself, but Him. *Psalm 16:2) has been reminding me that He has. It reminded me something that the senior pastor at my local church (&lt;a href="http://www.sbcac.org"&gt;www.sbcac.org&lt;/a&gt;), Pastor Felix said while preaching two Sundays ago, I remember him saying something along the lines of "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God sent us problems so we will praise Him&lt;/span&gt;." So there I was with problems somewhat, and then totally praising Him! An amazing God, He is. Sorry I can't think of a verse at the moment that totally goes with His providence, forgive me. But, how bout you share a verse that does (: I'd totally appreciate it. I can't really think straight right now, and yes I know it's not an excuse... Okay, I should get back to studying... or sleep ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soli Deo Gloria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8583857602754295786?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8583857602754295786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8583857602754295786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8583857602754295786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8583857602754295786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-totally-shouldnt-be-on-here.html' title='I totally shouldn&apos;t be on here.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-909482388041541324</id><published>2011-11-30T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:23:37.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night blogging #3</title><content type='html'>Well it's not that late, but this is just another random post. So I'm totally listening to a symphony video right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oEZh88vz8b8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film score for this movie is so pretty!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, you guys agree. At 3:38 is the best part! Makes me want to get a new A-string even more... not like it's gonna make me sound like the violins in this video though, especially at 1:06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that John Williams is one talented dude. However I know someone who is beyond greater than anyone and above all. Yes, Yahweh himself, who I just want to praise for totally humbling me on Monday night. Even though school has gotten quite serious with all the work and challenges given to me, a few minutes after I started to somewhat cry... and I usually don't cry, I was able to find comfort in my heavenly Father, through His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt; Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing... Blessed is a man who perseveres under trial; for once he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him. Let no one say when he is tempted, “I am being tempted by God”; for God cannot be tempted by evil, and He Himself does not tempt anyone. But each one is tempted when he is carried away and enticed by his own lust.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt; - James 1:2-4,12-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would giving up and not trying anymore get me? I would just be relying on myself to get through trials, basically having faith in myself... which is totally useless, because I haven't done anything. Unlike Christ, He has done something. Through His death and resurrection, God's elect has been saved from God's wrath. Just as the apostle Paul writes in his lovely letter to the church in Ephesus, "&lt;i&gt; For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God...&lt;/i&gt;" (Ephesians 2:8) and this is why I don't have faith in myself, but in Christ, and this is why through trials, I have joy because the situation where I am at now, I can use it to give glory to God. You see, I wanted to give up and quit for my own selfish wants; although I wouldn't be bearing the image of God. Christ who was the exact replica of the image of God, didn't quit on anything, the only thing He gave up was His life, for His body (or the universal church)! What a gracious Lord we have! And I just praise Him for reminding me of all of this and for allowing me to strengthen my faith by bringing such a trial (nothing serious) into my life. So, I ask for prayers with school not only for me, but for everyone else in school. Finals are coming up, and winter break is almost here! Also if anyone has any prayer requests, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;let me know!&lt;/span&gt; I'll gladly pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowww... I don't know how I went from Jurassic Park to prayer requests... haha okay, well whatever. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-909482388041541324?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/909482388041541324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=909482388041541324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/909482388041541324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/909482388041541324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/11/late-night-blogging-3.html' title='Late night blogging #3'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oEZh88vz8b8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7702150555782489663</id><published>2011-11-11T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:49:30.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 11.</title><content type='html'>Aww man, I missed it by a minute.. I normally write out the date but it's still 11:12 11/11/2011 ... haha it's okay. Today isn't really significant for me, but 11 just happens to be my favorite number. Ever since elementary school, I remember saying that 11 was my favorite number because my birthday was in November and it's the 11th month of the year and since my birthday is 11/01/1991, I remember thinking if 1 should be my favorite number instead, but I thought that it was too simple and boring for a favorite number. Back then, I liked to have unique favorite things, so all the things that have been my favorite since elementary probably has some weird reasoning behind it. So I leave you tonight with a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11 favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eleven is my favorite number.&lt;br /&gt;2. Green is my favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;3. James is my favorite book of the Bible so far... However all the books of the Bible are good, even though I haven't read all of it...&lt;br /&gt;4. Dragon Ball Z is my favorite Cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;5. Trunks is my favorite Character. Hence why my dog was named after him.&lt;br /&gt;6. Oceans Eleven is my favorite movie all time. Just realized that it had Eleven in it's title.. &lt;br /&gt;7. The Lion King is my favorite Disney movie.&lt;br /&gt;8. The Violin is my favorite instrument. Not trying to be biased, but I love the sound of one.&lt;br /&gt;9. Nitrogen is my favorite element.&lt;br /&gt;10. Seafood is my favorite type of food.&lt;br /&gt;11. Heist movies are my favorite type of movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7702150555782489663?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7702150555782489663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7702150555782489663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7702150555782489663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7702150555782489663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/11/11.html' title='Number 11.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3143214246004871865</id><published>2011-10-19T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T01:43:45.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich weiß nicht einen Titel.</title><content type='html'>Actually finding time to write on here! Having no 8am ochem lab tomorrow, and also finding out my 11 am inorganic lecture is cancelled for tomorrow, totally is a factor to me on here right now. 8am everyday is really hard on my body, but nonetheless school is still a blessing. I seriously don't know how to say all the things I want to say... probably gonna end up with a list hah. Opportunities to share the Gospel with classmates, it's quite exciting, especially when they initiate talking about the Bible or God or Church. The transitioning process, it's a bittersweet feeling, but it's God's will not mine. Trusting in the Lord, prayer, and finding comfort in Him no one else or nothing else. Philippians 4:5-7. Yes, it's that same passage that's been showing up everywhere! Man, why is it so hard to express feelings? However, I can say that I'm quite excited for the rest of this week (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today and thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Two class Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;2. German Midterm.&lt;br /&gt;3. Starbucks with Sam, Loris and Micah.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ephesians midterm studying.&lt;br /&gt;5. Only class tomorrow is Calc.&lt;br /&gt;6. Set.&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't even know what I wanted to say earlier.&lt;br /&gt;8. Feels good that I actually had to arrange my parking for street-sweeping, cause I'll still be home at 8 hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;9. Pursue holiness. Focus on Christ. Philippians 3:13-14. Hebrews 12:1-3&lt;br /&gt;10. Patience.&lt;br /&gt;11. Discipline.&lt;br /&gt;12. Ich mag Deutsch sprechen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3143214246004871865?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3143214246004871865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3143214246004871865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3143214246004871865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3143214246004871865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/10/actually-finding-time-to-write-on-here.html' title='Ich weiß nicht einen Titel.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8258779091500029961</id><published>2011-09-29T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:18:00.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self. Oh and you too.</title><content type='html'>Pursue holiness. Please God, not man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times I say this, it's never going to express how thankful I really am. I know I say this everywhere, all the time, but thank you God, for your mercy and grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8258779091500029961?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8258779091500029961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8258779091500029961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8258779091500029961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8258779091500029961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/09/note-to-self-oh-and-you.html' title='Note to self. Oh and you too.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-5536821674396928167</id><published>2011-09-26T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:23:34.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZSLNyDI2_c/ToFbz1ImRaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/l-FpKOjkzxg/s1600/Picture%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZSLNyDI2_c/ToFbz1ImRaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/l-FpKOjkzxg/s400/Picture%2B034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903552948651426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13cyXoPvmFY/ToFbzkOvDmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Jo_y1rHoHkM/s1600/picture%2B233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13cyXoPvmFY/ToFbzkOvDmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Jo_y1rHoHkM/s400/picture%2B233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903548410990178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey2vBXbddww/ToFb0Lj0QsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/UYuR4Gk3f_0/s1600/%2527..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey2vBXbddww/ToFb0Lj0QsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/UYuR4Gk3f_0/s400/%2527..JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656903558968394434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew today was the 26th after writing it a couple of times for class today, but I barely realized tonight that it's the 26th! Haha 2 months since Nanay left this earth, and 2 months that she's worshiping God and rejoicing  in heaven with Christ and all our other brothers and sisters. Miss you Nanay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-5536821674396928167?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/5536821674396928167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=5536821674396928167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5536821674396928167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5536821674396928167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZSLNyDI2_c/ToFbz1ImRaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/l-FpKOjkzxg/s72-c/Picture%2B034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4168600763830995035</id><published>2011-09-26T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:19:46.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my sisters in Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTB2yKm0veE/ToEWc-90VPI/AAAAAAAAAm4/hTKFbCPP4NE/s1600/tumblr_lrzzu6m2o71qhd35n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTB2yKm0veE/ToEWc-90VPI/AAAAAAAAAm4/hTKFbCPP4NE/s400/tumblr_lrzzu6m2o71qhd35n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656827294148482290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpA3swOkN0c/ToEWclcYs_I/AAAAAAAAAmw/iJCI8RJNqqw/s1600/CopyingJeremae"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpA3swOkN0c/ToEWclcYs_I/AAAAAAAAAmw/iJCI8RJNqqw/s400/CopyingJeremae" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656827287297373170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aafv5sFwWnE/ToEWdHpylzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/k_ijYYHJMO0/s1600/eeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aafv5sFwWnE/ToEWdHpylzI/AAAAAAAAAnA/k_ijYYHJMO0/s400/eeee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656827296480401202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha super random, but me and &lt;a href="http://www.samsaidwhaaat.tumblr.com"&gt;Sam &lt;/a&gt;were bored. Love you &lt;a href="http://haaayjeremae.tumblr.com/"&gt;Jeremae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4168600763830995035?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4168600763830995035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4168600763830995035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4168600763830995035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4168600763830995035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-love-my-sisters-in-christ.html' title='I love my sisters in Christ'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTB2yKm0veE/ToEWc-90VPI/AAAAAAAAAm4/hTKFbCPP4NE/s72-c/tumblr_lrzzu6m2o71qhd35n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7883360009922791871</id><published>2011-09-11T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T22:11:12.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Supposed to be doing homework</title><content type='html'>So I'm supposed to be doing homework right now, but I'm a little distracted haha. I was singing praise songs then I came across a song, that I don't have on my computer (like the track) and so I youtubed it and sang along. Do you guys ever just sing songs and don't really listen to the lyrics? Well, I was doing that with this particular song, I knew the main picture of it, but to actually just hear what the words are saying. After hearing the song in 3 different versions or covers, the 3rd version hit me pretty bad hahaha. I don't know if it was because it was a lot slower, or acoustic or whatever but it was, I seriously just got distracted even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Unashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have not much&lt;br /&gt;To offer You&lt;br /&gt;Not near what You deserve&lt;br /&gt;But still I come&lt;br /&gt;Because Your cross&lt;br /&gt;Has placed in me my worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Christ my King&lt;br /&gt;Of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Whose wounds secure my peace&lt;br /&gt;Your grace extends&lt;br /&gt;To call me friend&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy sets me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm unworthy&lt;br /&gt;To call upon Your name&lt;br /&gt;But because of grace&lt;br /&gt;Because of Your mercy&lt;br /&gt;I stand here unashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;This kind of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm humbled and amazed&lt;br /&gt;That You'd come down&lt;br /&gt;From heavens heights&lt;br /&gt;And greet me face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;In my brokeness complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="329" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oXqMkkbKcQE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. This song is super humbling, because I truly do not deserve anything, I know I say this all the time, but I say it because it's true and I want you to know the same thing goes for you. "But God, being so rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;made us alive together with Christ&lt;/span&gt; --by grace you have been saved-- and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus" - Ephesians 2:4-7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7883360009922791871?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7883360009922791871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7883360009922791871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7883360009922791871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7883360009922791871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/09/suppose-to-be-doing-homework.html' title='Supposed to be doing homework'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oXqMkkbKcQE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4028046565905642041</id><published>2011-09-08T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T00:51:18.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Although.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elNsvLpv6uU/Tmm1-5x4TLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5MrAHWCxIAc/s1600/Snapshot_20110908_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elNsvLpv6uU/Tmm1-5x4TLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5MrAHWCxIAc/s400/Snapshot_20110908_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650247299779546290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much to do, why am I so happy?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am exhausted&lt;br /&gt;I am still up and awake,&lt;br /&gt;Although I am taking more units than I have ever took&lt;br /&gt;I am adding another two units to take ,&lt;br /&gt;Although I want to take my required classes and graduate&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a class that doesn't go toward my degree,&lt;br /&gt;Although I have so much homework and studying to do&lt;br /&gt;I am on my laptop writing a blog for you to see,&lt;br /&gt;Although I've lost my lovely travel mug that I use for tea&lt;br /&gt;I am still able to go on through the day,&lt;br /&gt;Although I am a sinner&lt;br /&gt;I am saved from sin through the death that only Jesus Christ could pay&lt;br /&gt;Although I have so many worries in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I have peace in my heart and rejoice in the Lord for his grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I so happy with so much homework, studying, and things to do? Because I have received something that I don't deserve, and there is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; I can do to deserve it. But yet I still, I receive this wonderful, glorious, holy gift. So yeah, I always have a reason to so happy; I gotta keep reminding myself that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you truly are amazing. With all the worldly distractions you open my eyes and allow me to just focus on you. Something only you could do Lord, and I praise you for it, for all of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4028046565905642041?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4028046565905642041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4028046565905642041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4028046565905642041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4028046565905642041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/09/although.html' title='Although.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elNsvLpv6uU/Tmm1-5x4TLI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5MrAHWCxIAc/s72-c/Snapshot_20110908_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-591340673620762333</id><published>2011-08-24T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T05:04:37.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia? Not quite.</title><content type='html'>So I've been going through plenty of middle school things, such as pictures, blog posts, and mixed CDs that I made back then. well more of 8th grade. It's weird, but it just brings back so many different feelings. There were so many times where I caught myself laughing at my embarrassing self, I mean c'mon it's middle school. After reading my old xanga posts, I constantly posted about how being in orchestra was my favorite thing in school. One thing I remember about orchestra in 8th grade, was 4 girls sitting next to each other in a row... we would talk about boys A LOT haha, so bad... but true. I especially loved being in orchestra when the orchestra and band got to work together for concerts, assemblies, festivals, field trips and stuff, the BEST. Don't get me wrong, I still enjoyed the other things about 8th grade like how everyone all hung out at the same spot at lunch, everyone in class knew each other, having really chill teachers, ahh there's so many things about it that I enjoyed. I'm not gonna lie, I was way more social then, than I am now... haha I would always be on the phone with someone, and be on aim talking to a couple of people, playing computer games with people, &lt;u&gt;going to the mall every Friday&lt;/u&gt;, meeting new people every week, MySpace, etc. it's crazy. Because now I'm not totally not like that, I barely talk on the phone, I rarely hangout with friends, I don't go on aim as much, and I don't play computer games. So weird... After reading most of my 8th grade xanga posts, it's funny how one little thing could make me super emotional back then. Then today getting a random phone call from a friend I met and got super close to in 8th grade totally couldn't have came at a better time haha. Totally reminisced and talked about how ridiculous we acted back then. It felt good, getting to discuss funny things, and you know simply talking about "back then". I love it when someone tells you a really funny story and you were in it, but totally forgot about it, I mean friends are quite helpful in that department. I highly recommended you to reminisce with someone else instead of doing it alone, it really adds more &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;umph&lt;/span&gt; to the moment haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very odd how every time middle school comes up in a conversation today, I will always say "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I hated middle school.&lt;/span&gt;" and I probably didn't like it because looking back at me back then, I was embarrassed of the things I did, thought, and the person I was. I think that I say that, I hated middle school is because of my pride; and looking back, seeing me act so foolishly, was something I was never wanted to think about since it hurt my ego. However this time my looking back was different, I actually said out loud, "I miss middle school." Although I had embarrassing moments I don't care anymore, that's a really big part of middle school haha, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I praise God for blessing me with such a wonderful experience and blessing me with 3 years of embarrassing moments, crushes, nonsense emotions,  tantrums, and basically growing up&lt;/span&gt;. Remembering how I said that I hated middle school, totally just allowed me to see how prideful I am, there's nothing in my life that I regret because everything that has happened to me has been a blessing from God, because my life alone is already a gift from God, and the fact that Christ has allowed all of this to happen truly humbles me. Yes today, I did say "I wish I could go back to 8th grade" but I am not yearning for the past. I am perfectly fine with my life now, although at times it may not seem like it, I am thankful for EVERYTHING that God has graciously given me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to help you when reminiscing about the past.&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't do it alone, it's way better to reminisce with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;2. Look through everything during that time, pictures, blogs, journal entries, letters, music, etc.&lt;br /&gt;3. Remember that God is sovereign and things are the way things are today.&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;5. Glorify God. Do it all the time. 1 Corinthians 10:31.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-591340673620762333?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/591340673620762333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=591340673620762333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/591340673620762333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/591340673620762333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/08/nostalgia-not-quite.html' title='Nostalgia? Not quite.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7459397615406903643</id><published>2011-08-05T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:32:13.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxBYThELAK0/TjugSP_vzpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZsxGxhAcNcs/s1600/_MG_7122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxBYThELAK0/TjugSP_vzpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZsxGxhAcNcs/s400/_MG_7122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637275593976303250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sapitans. Nanay's children and their spouses, grandchildren and greatgrandchildren&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Past few weeks or so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. July 26, 2011. My grandma went home to the LORD and is now enjoying being in His presence. &lt;br /&gt;2. Lots of Sapitan and Genido company.&lt;br /&gt;3. My Kaka Delfin is in California again for 2 more weeks!&lt;br /&gt;4. My Dad is finally back! Only God knows for how long haha, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;5. This past week I think I've spent more time at Poppy than my own house.&lt;br /&gt;6. Plenty of time spent with Ate, Kuya, Ate Rosalie and Jane.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watched old home videos. Really good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;8. Spent a lot of time at forest lawn for 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;9. Losing my voice for the viewings haha. &lt;br /&gt;10. Wearing black and white for 4 days!&lt;br /&gt;11. Witnessing to my family, but realized I need to do a better job.&lt;br /&gt;12. N64'ed!&lt;br /&gt;13. Ended summer school and finally started summer!&lt;br /&gt;14. Mexican candy!&lt;br /&gt;15. My dad's driving.. &lt;br /&gt;16. Realizing what a blessing family is to me.&lt;br /&gt;17. Got to hangout with high school friends.&lt;br /&gt;18. Sheba's going to Germany!&lt;br /&gt;19. 90s are all that.&lt;br /&gt;20. Can finally continue watching Dragon Ball GT.&lt;br /&gt;21. A haircut I was not expecting haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really remember the past few weeks anyways or even months since I haven't blogged in a while. This past week alone as been a little crazy, but God has been so gracious to me and my family and I just praise Him for all of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7459397615406903643?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7459397615406903643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7459397615406903643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7459397615406903643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7459397615406903643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/08/list-12.html' title='List #12'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxBYThELAK0/TjugSP_vzpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/ZsxGxhAcNcs/s72-c/_MG_7122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7256259110436268246</id><published>2011-07-05T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T22:55:06.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately.</title><content type='html'>Wow this past few weeks have been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to blog about resolved but I wouldn't even know how to start. All I can really say about Resolved was that it was truly a blessing, and super convicting. Praise the LORD for such gifted speakers, and brothers and sisters that made it all possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is my final week for my chemistry summer class, final's on Thursday. Let's so how all of this goes... Then next week starts my 3 week poli sci class. Then I'm free of csulb til Fall. Praise God for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;, no seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you guys with a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="329" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8Q1zsHhTKc8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7256259110436268246?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7256259110436268246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7256259110436268246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7256259110436268246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7256259110436268246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/07/lately.html' title='Lately.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8Q1zsHhTKc8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6966271458097786801</id><published>2011-06-23T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:03:44.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit caught up.</title><content type='html'>Wow, I just got caught up in looking at bikes... A reason I started looking up bikes stuff was because my bike tire's aren't flat anymore thanks to the cousin &lt;a href="http://johnharveyy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Harvey.&lt;/a&gt; I'm not blaming him for me losing track of the time though! Now I'm just excited to ride my bike. I have a craving to go on a bike ride, LEZGO! Okay, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Resolved is in ONE more day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6966271458097786801?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6966271458097786801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6966271458097786801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6966271458097786801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6966271458097786801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-bit-caught-up.html' title='A little bit caught up.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7758720432012769259</id><published>2011-06-08T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:24:22.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer session 1, week 2.</title><content type='html'>Class is okay so far. The only think I don't understand is how I can wake up for 8 AM classes during fall and spring, but I have a hard time waking up for a 9Am class for summer. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I need to STOP doing&lt;br /&gt;1. Selfishness&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleeping late for no reason&lt;br /&gt;3. Split-ending&lt;br /&gt;4. Buying things I wouldn't normally buy or use.&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting distracted&lt;br /&gt;6. Being lazy/Slothfulness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7758720432012769259?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7758720432012769259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7758720432012769259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7758720432012769259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7758720432012769259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-session-1-week-2.html' title='Summer session 1, week 2.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-923913765699305789</id><published>2011-05-31T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T00:14:02.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debussy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gElTKhbnQxU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clair de Lune - a movement from the Suite bergamasque. One of my favorites&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh this movement is so beautiful; the distinct sound of every instrument wooo super wonderfullll! Makes me miss playing in an orchestra, especially in a symphony even though it wasn't as professional as the Philadelphia Orchestra. After watching this video I tried playing it on Violin, wowww... that's what happens when you stop playing violin hah. This video was a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gateway video&lt;/span&gt; which made me look up other videos of compositions... made me so amazed. I'll start posting them randomly, this should happen because I'm working on following through on what I say I'm going to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-923913765699305789?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/923913765699305789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=923913765699305789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/923913765699305789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/923913765699305789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/05/debussy.html' title='Debussy'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gElTKhbnQxU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3409496127541073027</id><published>2011-05-27T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T01:21:45.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QXn_LDYVSwM/Td9a38CyGkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-di_MK4G1R0/s1600/Snapshot_20110527_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QXn_LDYVSwM/Td9a38CyGkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-di_MK4G1R0/s400/Snapshot_20110527_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611303577784031810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do my nails camouflage with my walls?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 may be my favorite number, but this isn't a special list.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hey, my hair is pretty long now (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Exodus&lt;br /&gt;3. Badminton tomorrow! I'm exciteddd.&lt;br /&gt;4. Vacuum my room and the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweep the kitchen and living room.&lt;br /&gt;6. Self-control.&lt;br /&gt;7. GYM!&lt;br /&gt;8. Random urge to spend -__-"&lt;br /&gt;9. Dust my room&lt;br /&gt;10. Stop &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;split-ending&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11. Get ready for summer school...&lt;br /&gt;12. Target visit soon!&lt;br /&gt;13. It's already Friday.&lt;br /&gt;14. Memorial day weekend then summer school starts.&lt;br /&gt;15. 2006 Dallas and Miami finals rematch. Even though totally different teams from then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a pillar and supporter of the truth in God's house. (1 Timothy 3:15) So live like a supporter of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3409496127541073027?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3409496127541073027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3409496127541073027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3409496127541073027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3409496127541073027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/05/list-11.html' title='List #11'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QXn_LDYVSwM/Td9a38CyGkI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-di_MK4G1R0/s72-c/Snapshot_20110527_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1683604998833028726</id><published>2011-05-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T00:16:06.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CVgmfkKg7Y/TdYOqY3g96I/AAAAAAAAAgM/v3YWJ0g9kTM/s1600/Snapshot_20110519_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CVgmfkKg7Y/TdYOqY3g96I/AAAAAAAAAgM/v3YWJ0g9kTM/s400/Snapshot_20110519_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608686507329124258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pimples courtesy of finals week. &lt;br /&gt;By the way, first picture of Summer 2011!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeee, chillin' with Hamtaro in my pantulog, retainers, and in my bed before 12 yeaaah buddy. Anyways, I have so many emotions going on right now, from excited, happy, somewhat shocked, exhausted, but most of all &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt;. No exams, studying, labs, etc to worry about... even if it's only for a week and something days. Two summer classes in two sessions isn't as bad as a 15 unit semester, so I still have a reason to enjoy my summer. Praise the Lord for getting me through another year in college; even with all the time school took away from my time with Him, He never left me. What can I say, God is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo, it's not even 12 yet and I'm already in bed, retainers and everything, feels so good after sleeping early morning this every day this past week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1683604998833028726?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1683604998833028726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1683604998833028726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1683604998833028726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1683604998833028726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/05/summers-here.html' title='Summer&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CVgmfkKg7Y/TdYOqY3g96I/AAAAAAAAAgM/v3YWJ0g9kTM/s72-c/Snapshot_20110519_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6784341046609540166</id><published>2011-05-14T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T02:03:02.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Late night list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why hello book of James, written by James the half brother of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finals studying nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;3. A few changes are coming up. But it's okay because I trust in the LORD, who is sovereign.&lt;br /&gt;4. His will, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;mines. For His glory, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;anything/anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;5. 6 more days. &lt;br /&gt;6. 1 Corinthians 9:23.&lt;br /&gt;7. Taking forever to finish All of Grace.&lt;br /&gt;8. Trig identities integrals, and series approximations.&lt;br /&gt;9. Prayer.&lt;br /&gt;10. Patience.&lt;br /&gt;11. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;12. Focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I do it all for the sake of the gospel, that I may share with them in its blessings.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;- 1 Corinthians 9:22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6784341046609540166?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6784341046609540166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6784341046609540166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6784341046609540166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6784341046609540166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/05/list-10.html' title='List #10'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1913722890121015754</id><published>2011-05-02T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T23:54:52.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Upsets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ds1_tY7Pszw/Tb-dogo5-bI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0rBvIhwrm6Q/s1600/Snapshot_20110502_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ds1_tY7Pszw/Tb-dogo5-bI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0rBvIhwrm6Q/s400/Snapshot_20110502_13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602369780754020786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three holes in my mouth result in puffy cheeks.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of the game 1's in the second round of the NBA playoffs were upsets. I'm glad Memphis and Atlanta won their game 1's however, Lakers losing game 1 isn't something to be glad about, but honestly isn't something to worry about... well for me anyways. They won the last round and lost game 1, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nuff said&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Tita Del pulled mine and my brother's wisdom teeth on Saturday, the actual extraction didn't hurt, but once the anesthesia wore off, pain was there. 2 days later my mouth still feels weird. I have to say that it's getting better, however my cheeks puffed up today, Chipmunk status... for now I guess. I don't know if you can tell but my cheeks aren't that big normally... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including this week there are 3 weeks of school left! I know these 3 weeks are going to be difficult, due to all the excitement that Summer is right around the corner, the stress that finals are right there and no one wants bad grades... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that number 3 has been all over the place in this blog, so yes I have to say something about the Trinity. God the father, the creator of Heaven and Earth sent His son Jesus Christ to pay for sins of those who believe in Him; which is the work of the Holy Spirit. Does that make sense? If I worded it wrong, or totally messed up let me know cause I usually have bad grammar on my blogs, and messing up on such a touchy subject is kinda scary. Okay, I'm super tired. GOODNIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1913722890121015754?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1913722890121015754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1913722890121015754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1913722890121015754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1913722890121015754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/05/3-upsets.html' title='3 Upsets.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ds1_tY7Pszw/Tb-dogo5-bI/AAAAAAAAAf8/0rBvIhwrm6Q/s72-c/Snapshot_20110502_13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4693869987989555812</id><published>2011-04-13T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:21:59.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly, but I'll take it.</title><content type='html'>For those who are following me on twitter, sorry for the excessive amount of nonsense tweets lately; I have a lot of things in my head right now ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I watching the Laker game tonight; they were playing horribly but ended up with a W. Then I kinda thought about my calc exam... I don't really like to share my grades but I guess this can be one of the times where I do... I did horrible on it 64/100 however I got an A- on it... because my teacher curves his exams, and the highest score was a 73... So I guess. Like the Laker game, my exam was ugly, but I'll take the A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh in case you haven't noticed, this is random blog. Sorry more nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4693869987989555812?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4693869987989555812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4693869987989555812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4693869987989555812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4693869987989555812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/04/ugly-but-ill-take-it.html' title='Ugly, but I&apos;ll take it.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4164962908092037958</id><published>2011-04-04T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:16:00.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contradiction.</title><content type='html'>Once again, God has proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Spring Break was one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;For His Glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4164962908092037958?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4164962908092037958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4164962908092037958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4164962908092037958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4164962908092037958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-always-right.html' title='Contradiction.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-588683563228055612</id><published>2011-04-02T01:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:08:13.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night blogging. #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaSTpiIq8kA/TZbh_KrxGeI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7p3qqZ5qQ7I/s1600/Snapshot_20110402_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaSTpiIq8kA/TZbh_KrxGeI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7p3qqZ5qQ7I/s400/Snapshot_20110402_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590904462742985186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm awake right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"My sole hope for heaven lies in the full atonement made on Calvary's cross for the ungodly. I firmly rely on that. I do not have a shadow of hope anywhere else. You are in the same condition as I am. Neither of us has anything of our own worth to be a basis of trusts."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to just let go and let God, but He is sovereign, and my faith and trust is in Him. It might or might not be harder to trust our flesh, or any other human's flesh; but if you do, I pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;Why trust me, I'm just a human being, but trust His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Who shall bring any charge against God's elect? It is God who justifies. Who is to condemn? Christ Jesus is the one who died - more than that who was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;raised &lt;/span&gt; - who is at the right hand of God, who indeed is interceding for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Romans 8:33-34&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-588683563228055612?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/588683563228055612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=588683563228055612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/588683563228055612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/588683563228055612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/04/late-night-blogging-2.html' title='Late night blogging. #2'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaSTpiIq8kA/TZbh_KrxGeI/AAAAAAAAAfo/7p3qqZ5qQ7I/s72-c/Snapshot_20110402_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8657955505543803294</id><published>2011-03-26T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:19:39.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Saying.</title><content type='html'>To be honest, I think this Spring Break isn't going to be a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8657955505543803294?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8657955505543803294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8657955505543803294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8657955505543803294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8657955505543803294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-saying.html' title='Just Saying.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7681695419798857090</id><published>2011-03-25T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:03:57.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd moment.</title><content type='html'>Woww, okay so I was just typing and I messed up typing and =O came up, and I thought of a Carbon - Oxygen double bond. Then I thought about ochem.... and then it made me sad. But now I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;List of my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Came on campus an hour early.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hung out with Mimi and Christine. Had our talks (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Calc activity, went by fast.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ochem... -____-"&lt;br /&gt;5. Those "emotion-ie" walks.&lt;br /&gt;6. emotion-ie drive&lt;br /&gt;7. home for 2 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;8. Trimmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;9. Carson Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;10. Carson errands: pharmacy and buy pandesal&lt;br /&gt;11. Andrea's birthday&lt;br /&gt;12. Home for an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;13. Grandma's house to hang out with visitors.&lt;br /&gt;14. Gooooooood night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7681695419798857090?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7681695419798857090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7681695419798857090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7681695419798857090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7681695419798857090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/03/nerd-moment.html' title='Nerd moment.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1439247017478907313</id><published>2011-03-22T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:07:00.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night blogging. #1</title><content type='html'>Crazy weekend, starting with Physics lecture to ending up with my brother sleeping in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright well Saturday was a wonderful day, well everyday is wonderful, because it's a day that the LORD has made. Fun time at &lt;a href="http://samsaidwhaaat.tumblr.com/"&gt;Samchez&lt;/a&gt;' debut, everyone looked good. Sunday was wonderful as well, in a different way. Started off at CPC. Then went to the convalescent home that Lola Bining has been at, where there was a mini family party. It was fun, simple, and small, I enjoyed it. As I looked at Lola Bining, I saw her brother in her face, or my Grandpa in her face, I never realized that they had similar faces... well after all they are siblings. I guess. Then we went home, for a good 15 minutes, and next thing you know we ended up in the ER or Kaiser. We were in the waiting room for a good 3 hours or so, fellowship with my brother and cousin &lt;a href="http://johnharveyy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Harvey&lt;/a&gt;. Praise God that my mother came out with a fracture, and is not in critical condition, but please pray for her. From Lola Bining's party to the ER waiting room, the talk with my brother's in Christ was encouraging. I am blessed to have them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, oh today err yesterday? was a really rough one, but through God's grace I made it through the day. Actually when I was done with class and leaving school was when it got hard. I found out that I got myself into a hole that will be hard to get out, but I put all my trust in the LORD and know that He is sovereign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really good with expressing my feelings or whatever, it might be due to the fact that I never really know how I feel most of the time. But today was a lot, it's really hard for me to type right now ... I was scared, disappointed, lost, frustrated, tired, overwhelmed, all of that; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;so many feelings, and only one of me&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't help but cry earlier, and it's not something I do often... But I reminded myself, that all the things I was crying about wasn't anything I need, nor deserve. What I have now, isn't what I deserve; God has blessed me, yes, me a sinner, with so many things and people in my life, it's so selfish of me to want more. Then I realized, no matter what is happening to me in this world, I should rejoice in the LORD &lt;u&gt;no matter what&lt;/u&gt;, because my savior Jesus Christ paid the ultimate price for my sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Romans 6:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sinner like myself, and yourself all deserve to die, but that's where grace comes in, you see, the sins of the elect have been paid for through the precious blood shed by Christ on the cross. Let me remind you that Christ was perfect and did not sin. And that's how I can rejoice through rough times like this and any other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you, who by God’s power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ. Though you have not seen him, you love him. Though you do not now see him, you believe in him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory, obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 Peter 1:3-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if my blog is a little all over the place, it was suppose to just be about my weekend, but hey what can I say, the Holy Spirit moved me. It's pretty late, I'm suppose to wake up in 3 hours, so I could have messed up, really bad, I tend to do that a lot when I blog or even type at night. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1439247017478907313?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1439247017478907313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1439247017478907313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1439247017478907313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1439247017478907313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/03/late-night-blogging-1.html' title='Late night blogging. #1'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3508545393400387260</id><published>2011-03-16T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T02:30:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper sticker.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I saw a bumper sticker that said, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Smile, Jesus loves you."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then I said, "Yeahhh, he does" and smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 John 4:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- John 15:9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3508545393400387260?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3508545393400387260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3508545393400387260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3508545393400387260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3508545393400387260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/03/bumper-sticker.html' title='Bumper sticker.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3205318716426840371</id><published>2011-03-11T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T00:10:44.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good mood</title><content type='html'>Good mood? In March? As in, in the middle of the semester? Yes, yes and yeeeeah! I don't like to vent on my blogs, and it feels like I have been doing that or been feeling down while I write them, so here's one where I'm feeling happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still pretty crazy how I'm so chilled back tonight. Praise God, for opening my eyes, and allowing me to see His Grace. It's crazy how you wanted something that you knew you didn't need, and it would only benefit yourself; and somehow God gave it to me for His word. God is so amazing, words can't even describe. Totally lost my train of thought, but got the most important thing out (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3205318716426840371?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3205318716426840371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3205318716426840371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3205318716426840371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3205318716426840371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-mood.html' title='Good mood'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2797224159173313097</id><published>2011-02-15T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T01:23:35.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List #9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things to do by the end of February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish All of Grace.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get off of Chapter 3 in Spiritual Disciplines, I'm not even sure what chapter I'm on.&lt;br /&gt;3. Trim&lt;br /&gt;4. Wash and clean my car.&lt;br /&gt;5. Give my dog a bath.&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep my room clean.&lt;br /&gt;7. Gym at least twice... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I said, I was going to be done with my physics lab and in bed by 1 AM, and I actually did; not exactly what I was expecting, but hey, I'm done and on my bed right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2797224159173313097?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2797224159173313097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2797224159173313097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2797224159173313097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2797224159173313097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/02/list-9.html' title='List #9'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3560288011802862757</id><published>2011-02-07T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T01:15:37.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Why do I want so much, when I deserve nothing?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3560288011802862757?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3560288011802862757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3560288011802862757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3560288011802862757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3560288011802862757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/02/selfish-me.html' title='Selfish me.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2908186708269609008</id><published>2011-02-02T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T01:10:14.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discern.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TUkZBZCvC7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/TS-EzPAtzfw/s1600/G.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TUkZBZCvC7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/TS-EzPAtzfw/s400/G.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569009925913250738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spring 2011?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh these guys, pretty much going to be hanging out with these cool kids for most of the semester. I would include my book for intro to acting, but nahhh. Anyways, it's week 2, and I'm keeping up... I'm pretty happy that I caught up with calculus, especially since I didn't do any homework this past weekend. I'm suppose to reading for Physics right now, cause I'm behind on my readings, but I need a break... Praise God, that I got into Organic Chemistry; I honestly had no clue that I was going to get in the class, but by His grace I'm in! However I must admit that I'm quite nervous about this class... not only is my professor intimidating, it's my first upper division class. Oh even though I got a good grade on our first pop-quiz, I was kind of lost during today's lecture... Yup... there goes my two cents on the semester so far. Oh yeahhh, I just realized... I'm pretty much stuck with these books next semester also... well I believe Physic's is another volume but whatever, and I'm blessed to be stuck with my Bible for the rest of my time on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have things running through my mind again... this time it's pretty big, I mean not a life-death situation, or anything like that it's just I have to make decisions. Although my Bible is in the picture above, obviously is not a textbook for any of my classes this semester. It's there, because I know reading that comes before all of my textbooks, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;put together&lt;/span&gt;. But I mean, I know I'm reading those books more than my Bible; which hurts because I know, but I still do it. I constantly sin and choose school over the LORD but He &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; leaves us. His grace is truly amazing, and it sucks that I give Him so little, I mean He's given me uhhh EVERYTHING I have. It's so easy to say what I have to do, but it's so hard to actually follow through and do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2908186708269609008?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2908186708269609008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2908186708269609008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2908186708269609008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2908186708269609008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/02/spring-2011-oh-these-guys-pretty-much.html' title='Discern.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TUkZBZCvC7I/AAAAAAAAAfg/TS-EzPAtzfw/s72-c/G.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3336368724169911885</id><published>2011-01-26T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T01:06:31.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day. 2nd semester. 2 year.</title><content type='html'>Wow, what a day! Today was a good day, list will be at the end of this blog. So today I experienced something we were talking about during Friday's CPYF bible study with my small group; there I was hanging out with a group of friends, for like ever during my five hour gap, and then everyone went to class at 12:30PM, and now at 12:35AM I realize that, that was a good time to share the Word with them. Talk about super lag, it was one of those &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;where did the time go&lt;/span&gt; moments. Yeah... it sucks. Blahhh there's a few things going on in my head about my schedule, right now... I guess it'll all be settled by tomorrow errr or today. Still not sure about my status in O-chem, and I'm not sure if I want to stay in my Intro to world theater and drama class if I was to get in O-chem, and all that junk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What a wonderful Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Physic's lab instructor seems pretty chill.&lt;br /&gt;2. Break from 9-2...&lt;br /&gt;3. Chilled with Mimi and Christine and had our talk (:&lt;br /&gt;4. More people came and talked (:&lt;br /&gt;5. Got to hang out with Kim and Joseph! I missed us three.&lt;br /&gt;6. Met new people.&lt;br /&gt;7. Still hope for O-Chem... kinda.&lt;br /&gt;8. My World Theater and Drama class professor seems nice.&lt;br /&gt;  8.5 Everyone in that class seems like they're there for there major, and I'm like.. not. They're nice though.&lt;br /&gt;9. Didn't nap today, and not tired.&lt;br /&gt;10. Decided I need a trim.&lt;br /&gt;11. Nice weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get on this "nerd" train that fellow science majors, Mimi and David are on, cause they are acting weird... like they're being productive, unusual for them... sorta hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3336368724169911885?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3336368724169911885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3336368724169911885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3336368724169911885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3336368724169911885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/01/2nd-day-2nd-semester-2-year.html' title='2nd day. 2nd semester. 2 year.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6308735903277424128</id><published>2011-01-24T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:34:19.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2011 Day One.</title><content type='html'>Being the first day back to school, I had my usual first day back Migrane/headache... If you don't know what I'm talking about &lt;a href="http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-back-migraine.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. I did my eat, medicine, sleep and remembered about that post, it's sad how I have a routine... Oh and too add on, I added a class today incase I didn't get into my Ochem class, but God willing I get into that class, I don't want to drop it anymore, the thing is I'd have 3 back to back classes on Thursday... So I'm a little all over the place right now. Also I think the Physics book I'm borrowing from &lt;a href="http://chickenwilfredo.tumblr.com/"&gt;W0LFAD&lt;/a&gt; might not work for my physics class... even if it's just ONE edition off -_-" I guess.. I don't even know where I'm going with this blog, so I'll just end it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6308735903277424128?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6308735903277424128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6308735903277424128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6308735903277424128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6308735903277424128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/01/spring-2011-day-one.html' title='Spring 2011 Day One.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-5492063080446980156</id><published>2011-01-22T13:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T13:15:35.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTtIsE-CdqI/AAAAAAAAAfU/59tH4Brnt28/s1600/tumblr_l733ncV0M71qd9wpbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTtIsE-CdqI/AAAAAAAAAfU/59tH4Brnt28/s400/tumblr_l733ncV0M71qd9wpbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565121686631773858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTtIsH5OZbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rj345hxwpDQ/s1600/Channing-Tatum-and-Joe-joseph-gordon-levitt-16382184-480-606%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTtIsH5OZbI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rj345hxwpDQ/s400/Channing-Tatum-and-Joe-joseph-gordon-levitt-16382184-480-606%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565121687416890802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the results of late night movies.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'all I'm sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-5492063080446980156?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/5492063080446980156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=5492063080446980156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5492063080446980156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5492063080446980156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-there-friends.html' title='Hello there friends.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTtIsE-CdqI/AAAAAAAAAfU/59tH4Brnt28/s72-c/tumblr_l733ncV0M71qd9wpbo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2489455920576307111</id><published>2011-01-18T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:52:25.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas.</title><content type='html'>Despite that the city is called "Sin City", the city of Las Vegas catches my eye; the fact that my favorite movie is set in the city could be a main reason why.&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFlpN2YI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4kewC10aU1U/s1600/Untitled-4%2Bcopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFlpN2YI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4kewC10aU1U/s1600/Untitled-4%2Bcopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563809308015974786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFXAtTaI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Kpy8HHBKoIM/s1600/Untitled-5%2Bcopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFXAtTaI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Kpy8HHBKoIM/s400/Untitled-5%2Bcopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563809304087973282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFVnT3fI/AAAAAAAAAe0/AEV8IsrgftA/s1600/Untitled-2%2Bcopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFVnT3fI/AAAAAAAAAe0/AEV8IsrgftA/s400/Untitled-2%2Bcopy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563809303713013234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFI-jvAI/AAAAAAAAAes/qpzp8cVu7Hs/s400/Untitled-3%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFI-jvAI/AAAAAAAAAes/qpzp8cVu7Hs/s400/Untitled-3%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563809300320861186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; MLK weekend in Las Vegas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one.&lt;br /&gt;1. Slept at 5am the morning we left at 10 am.&lt;br /&gt;2. Didn't sleep on the drive there.&lt;br /&gt;3. Outlet #1, and bought nothing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stratosphere renovated rooms.&lt;br /&gt;5. All day dimsum restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watched the Laker game in the hotel room with Kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Day two.&lt;br /&gt;7. Breakfast at Lolo's.&lt;br /&gt;8. Outletttt #2.&lt;br /&gt;9. CSI at MGM.&lt;br /&gt;10. Fashion mall... same day during a "tumblr meetup" -__-"&lt;br /&gt;11. Me and Kuya we're pretty much in the hotel room for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched Miss America, which happened to be at Vegas also.&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched The Breakup with Mom and Kuya in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Day three.&lt;br /&gt;14. Packed and checked out.&lt;br /&gt;15. Breakfast at Lolos.&lt;br /&gt;16. GVFCF &lt;br /&gt;  16.5. Pictionary with the Henderson youth group (:&lt;br /&gt;17. Checked in at Excalibur.&lt;br /&gt;18. Buffet-ed with Lolo and Tita Elsie!&lt;br /&gt;19. M&amp;M world, coke store and gamesworks...&lt;br /&gt;20. Back to Excalibur.&lt;br /&gt;21. Luxor with Ate and Kuya&lt;br /&gt;22. Casino hopped with Ate only.&lt;br /&gt;23. Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Day three.&lt;br /&gt;24. Checked out.&lt;br /&gt;25. Lolo's house. Donutssss(:&lt;br /&gt;27. Secret garden at Mirage.&lt;br /&gt;28. Outlet #3.&lt;br /&gt;29. Drive back.&lt;br /&gt;30. Chipotle.&lt;br /&gt;31. Random stop at Bobbie's/Jan's/Allan's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2489455920576307111?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2489455920576307111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2489455920576307111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2489455920576307111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2489455920576307111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/01/vegas.html' title='Vegas.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TTafFlpN2YI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4kewC10aU1U/s72-c/Untitled-4%2Bcopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3167584481084870510</id><published>2011-01-02T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:46:54.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve and Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSF-hAMFcgI/AAAAAAAAAek/yBfsrqyzprM/s1600/nye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSF-hAMFcgI/AAAAAAAAAek/yBfsrqyzprM/s400/nye.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557862520603374082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Years Eve Pineda side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSF-gz1PuSI/AAAAAAAAAec/ERC76J_uqc0/s1600/nye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSF-gz1PuSI/AAAAAAAAAec/ERC76J_uqc0/s400/nye2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557862517286353186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty much the only neon picture I took...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years was pretty cool. As I got ready I wore my yellow t-shirt dress for New Years (despite the fact that it was freezing) to Church cause that was what my New Years outfit since our theme was Neon this year. Then we went to Ninang Lil's house to spend New Years Eve with my mom's side. Got our grub on with some Portos, buchi, and everything else there, then we played pinoy henyo again, and my team won the second round yeeee. We started playing Risk, then counted the New Year with everyone, and had to leave for the other party. I managed to change into jeans before we got to Wilmer's house and it was pretty late, but party was still going on, dance floor in the living room. I just stayed in Wilfred's room with the little kiddies, that's pretty much all I did. Uhh kids played PS3, and we just chilled, then took a few picture... and then me and Bryan watched When in Rome, courtesy of Peter's Netflix haha. Bryan was so into it hahahaha, we tried to watch so many things, like Hey Arnold season 1, Wallace and Gromit, etc. Then more people came and took liek 2394023842 years to decide what movie to watch and Philip chooses some documentary called Restrepo or something like that... It was super late already. I think we watched it at 5? I tried to fall asleep, I managed to get a 40 min nap from 6:15-640am (or something) during the movie though haha. Then we took forever to find another movie, and then ended up with 8 Legged Freaks, once again Philip's choice or Darryl's. I got to fall asleep again, during this movie from 805-830am or whatever, on Wilfred's tiny twin size bed with me, Bryan and Wilfred sleeping, or trying to -__-". Grubbed on some fried rice and whatnot and then I eventually got to sleep 12-230pm babyyyy! HAha then chilled a little more and eventually went home. Super tired. &amp;now my sleeping pattern is pretty messed up. But I praise God for the way I spent transitioning from 2010-2011, because it was good time spent with family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3167584481084870510?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3167584481084870510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3167584481084870510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3167584481084870510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3167584481084870510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-eve-and-day.html' title='New Years Eve and Day.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSF-hAMFcgI/AAAAAAAAAek/yBfsrqyzprM/s72-c/nye.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1711926063242740189</id><published>2010-12-31T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:28:04.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Recap</title><content type='html'>Okay so it's not the 31, it's actually the first day of 2011, but whatever. Wow 2010, this year was pretty much average, I guess... I don't know. I feel like so much happened this year, but I can't really think bleh but here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; In 2010 I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got into a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;- Had a Disneyland pass.&lt;br /&gt;- Got closer to people I've known forever.&lt;br /&gt;- Continued to grow spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;- Went to San Diego last minute with Mimi and stayed at Tita Del's like always.&lt;br /&gt;- Drove around San Diego with only Mimi.&lt;br /&gt;- Went camping twice.&lt;br /&gt;- Started going C&amp;C bible studies.&lt;br /&gt;- Started consistently going CPYF bible studies.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched movies with Wilfred, Alvin, and Kevin thanks to Grace.&lt;br /&gt;- Tokboxed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- Started playing violin again.&lt;br /&gt;- Grew closer with all sides of the family.&lt;br /&gt;- Saw the little ones growing up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So much has happened, but I can't name everything that happened. I praise God for everything that has happened because I know God is sovereign. (Romans 8:28). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Let's try this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiay5XVmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/4CMiRwRBbm4/s1600/jan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiay5XVmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/4CMiRwRBbm4/s400/jan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479783909512802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAia_pPtmI/AAAAAAAAAdE/TT9AVZN_ItM/s1600/feb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAia_pPtmI/AAAAAAAAAdE/TT9AVZN_ItM/s400/feb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479787331565154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAjPhZ5qVI/AAAAAAAAAdU/V0Fq_jxa_JE/s1600/march.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAjPhZ5qVI/AAAAAAAAAdU/V0Fq_jxa_JE/s400/march.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557480689747208530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/april-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/april-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557480689747208530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAjQDNt8HI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vIH2OoQzais/s1600/may.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAjQDNt8HI/AAAAAAAAAdk/vIH2OoQzais/s400/may.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557480698822914162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAjQASaLDI/AAAAAAAAAds/iNOKRsXZwKk/s1600/june.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAjQASaLDI/AAAAAAAAAds/iNOKRsXZwKk/s400/june.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557480698037283890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAkowpyVzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/QWUp_lYn_aQ/s1600/july.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAkowpyVzI/AAAAAAAAAeU/QWUp_lYn_aQ/s400/july.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557482222848726834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJRWWKuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vjUlaKEKkBE/s1600/aug.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJRWWKuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vjUlaKEKkBE/s400/aug.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479482846489314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJRkXMTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QRU_WHELsQY/s1600/sept.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJRkXMTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QRU_WHELsQY/s400/sept.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479482905276722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJfoh5AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/2CXh6bpeafk/s1600/oct.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJfoh5AI/AAAAAAAAAcE/2CXh6bpeafk/s400/oct.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479486680851458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJGDDPAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/SlQGJ22ZucU/s1600/nov.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJGDDPAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/SlQGJ22ZucU/s400/nov.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479479812766722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJExYNnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fR4slZnQDEw/s1600/dec1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiJExYNnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/fR4slZnQDEw/s400/dec1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557479479470208626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1711926063242740189?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1711926063242740189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1711926063242740189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1711926063242740189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1711926063242740189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-recap.html' title='2010 Recap'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TSAiay5XVmI/AAAAAAAAAdM/4CMiRwRBbm4/s72-c/jan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2211895955455332984</id><published>2010-12-30T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:42:44.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar bear vs. Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tT0O2RyxnkY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tT0O2RyxnkY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cuteee.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2211895955455332984?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2211895955455332984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2211895955455332984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2211895955455332984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2211895955455332984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/polar-bear-vs-camera.html' title='Polar bear vs. Camera'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2760454964950868251</id><published>2010-12-20T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T01:11:33.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2010</title><content type='html'>Winter break, about time ha kidding. Well I'm a little late, but Praise God anyways (: After the slowest final's week so far, I just thank Him for giving me sustenance not only for this week, but the whole semester. Break has been good so far, I just found out that I got an A on my chem final, my first one in college haha; if I got a C I would still be happy because honestly we don't deserve anything but death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This semester consisted of&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Not so great midterm grades.&lt;br /&gt;02. Monday 3.5 hour break with Mimi then eventually Wednesdays also.&lt;br /&gt;03. C&amp;C Wednesday night bible studies.&lt;br /&gt;04. CPYF Friday night bible studies.&lt;br /&gt;05. Having at least a 3 day weekend every week.&lt;br /&gt;06. Study session Mondays at Mimi's, with Joel sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;07. Once in a while studying with Loris, Abby, etc.&lt;br /&gt;08. Random CPYF tokbox sessions&lt;br /&gt;09. 8 AM classes everyday..til the end.&lt;br /&gt;10. Getting owned by Calc 2, thus taking a W in the class..&lt;br /&gt;11. Lazy days at home.&lt;br /&gt;12. Random lunchbox sessions.&lt;br /&gt;13. Mimi and Ate parking next to or near me.&lt;br /&gt;14. STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;15. God's loving grace and mercy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2760454964950868251?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2760454964950868251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2760454964950868251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2760454964950868251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2760454964950868251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/fall-2010.html' title='Fall 2010'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8982619828755654117</id><published>2010-12-14T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T16:40:38.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borderline grades.</title><content type='html'>An email from my professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hi Angelica,&lt;br /&gt;I will only round up if you are .50 points or closer to the next &lt;br /&gt;grade. Since you would need 1.5 points I will not be able to round &lt;br /&gt;your score up.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borderline grades suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8982619828755654117?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8982619828755654117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8982619828755654117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8982619828755654117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8982619828755654117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/borderline-grades.html' title='Borderline grades.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8113928215028555409</id><published>2010-12-10T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T13:41:08.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the years #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mimi and Jeremae Version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOZo8ZmFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1N7n4VFlblQ/s400/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOZo8ZmFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1N7n4VFlblQ/s400/7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549154262012500050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOJS6BBcI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mluPElTBxiU/s400/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400PX; height: 533px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOJS6BBcI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mluPElTBxiU/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549153981219014082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOJpKtGWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/H278myNvUFA/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOJpKtGWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/H278myNvUFA/s400/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549153987194591586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOJ6bRyqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AB1l2vhnIyI/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOJ6bRyqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AB1l2vhnIyI/s400/4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549153991827507874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOKfwz0yI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ymU956ePj9w/s400/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 601px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOKfwz0yI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ymU956ePj9w/s400/5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549154001849930530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOLa4I-8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/Obj3l16g72E/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOLa4I-8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/Obj3l16g72E/s400/2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549154017718369218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8113928215028555409?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8113928215028555409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8113928215028555409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8113928215028555409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8113928215028555409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/over-years-1.html' title='Over the years #1'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TQKOZo8ZmFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1N7n4VFlblQ/s72-c/7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1320558803399199957</id><published>2010-12-09T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:08:33.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of classes for Fall 2010</title><content type='html'>Yay, it feels really good to be done with classes for the semester, I've been waiting for this semester to end for like a few weeks and it's been going by so slow. This semester has probably been the toughest so far, but I mean it's only my third semester in college, I guess it gets harder every time. I am just go grateful that the LORD is always there, even after the times I decide to do homework, instead of His work. I need to stop pushing the things that matter aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary of today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Debate class for like 25 min&lt;br /&gt;2. Lab for like 30 min.&lt;br /&gt;3. Boba with Christian and Darien&lt;br /&gt;4. "Computered"&lt;br /&gt;5. NAPPPP&lt;br /&gt;6. Curled hair out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;7. Phone with Serena&lt;br /&gt;8. More computering.&lt;br /&gt;9. Being unproductive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1320558803399199957?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1320558803399199957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1320558803399199957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1320558803399199957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1320558803399199957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-classes-for-fall-2010.html' title='Last day of classes for Fall 2010'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-9209529691131233798</id><published>2010-12-01T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T01:38:55.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The longer you stare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i53.tinypic.com/2n9xpp0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2n9xpp0.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funnier it gets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-9209529691131233798?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/9209529691131233798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=9209529691131233798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/9209529691131233798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/9209529691131233798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/12/longer-you-stare.html' title='The longer you stare...'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.tinypic.com/2n9xpp0_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-245101375055952156</id><published>2010-11-10T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:45:16.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam down</title><content type='html'>I'm going to try and make one of these for every exam, unless I have a mass number of exams right after each other. You guys' have to admit though, that you like that feeling you get right when you turn in your exam and walk out the class, that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it's over with&lt;/span&gt; feeling, yeah that one, it gets me every single time. Like everything thing this world gives us, that feeling doesn't last, espescially when you start thinking about your answers on your exam and how it got the problem wrong, well.. that's a whole other thing. Now 6 days till the next exam, and it's my make it or break it exam for calculus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things learned by studying for this exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finding pH throughout titration of a diprotic acid/base&lt;br /&gt;2. Principal series&lt;br /&gt;3. My Chemistry class this semester covers a lot of Chem 111A/B Material&lt;br /&gt;3. Studying at home doesn't work for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah check this out, a room decorated with $10 worth of Sharpies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kentucky.com/2008/09/23/532854/man-decorates-basement-with-10.html"&gt; Pretty cool.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-245101375055952156?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/245101375055952156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=245101375055952156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/245101375055952156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/245101375055952156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/11/exam-down.html' title='Exam down'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8194044642870167979</id><published>2010-11-02T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:23:57.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #8</title><content type='html'>1. I'm doing horrible this semester. &amp;it's all on me.&lt;br /&gt;2. Unnecessary distractions.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sadly, my split ends are one of my biggest distractions.&lt;br /&gt;4. I need a more effective way of studying.&lt;br /&gt;5. Seahorses, I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;6. The next three weeks are going to be less social and more academic.&lt;br /&gt;7. Follow through!&lt;br /&gt;8. Stop watching tv and DVR everything!&lt;br /&gt;9. Our fellowship with God must be consistent! &lt;br /&gt;10. I like the lab we're doing in Chemistry at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;11. Hang on a few more weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the exams for school, I'm failing God's tests as well. Stop being so selfish Angelica, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;sacrifice &lt;/span&gt;for the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8194044642870167979?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8194044642870167979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8194044642870167979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8194044642870167979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8194044642870167979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/11/list-8.html' title='List #8'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-554036405478186937</id><published>2010-11-01T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:20:12.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19.</title><content type='html'>First off I just want to praise God for blessing me with 19 years, and of course Christ, because if he &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hadn't&lt;/span&gt; come to save us I wouldn't be here. This year has truly been a blessing, being my first year as an "adult" but I don't really consider that stuff, ahah but I can actually say I've changed this past year (for the better) and it's not because of me but it's because of God, and He deserves all the glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day today really was, my phone kept on vibrating/ringing every minute because of happy birthday greetings via text or facebook notifications. I'm very grateful that my Grandpa from Vegas came today also, but I can't really say he came for my birthday cause he didn't ahah. Still it's good that I got to see him, last time I saw him was like ... May?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the next 3 weeks are going to be heavy school work, I am grateful for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-554036405478186937?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/554036405478186937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=554036405478186937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/554036405478186937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/554036405478186937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/11/19.html' title='19.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-5960179823723897657</id><published>2010-10-29T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T02:25:58.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a sunglasses kinda day.</title><content type='html'>Today, well since it's already 2 AM yesterday was a really good day for me, except the fact that I was 20 minutes late to my first class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Really really lovely weather today.&lt;br /&gt;2. Comm 131 was really fun and hilarious, that class is growing on me.&lt;br /&gt;3. Didn't really have a lab to do today, but I stayed for a while to prepare for the next one. &lt;br /&gt;4. Watched this weeks episode of Chuck and Modern Family&lt;br /&gt;5. Also watched some basketball, it's good to have the NBA season back.&lt;br /&gt;6. Got the basics of my speech done.&lt;br /&gt;7. My mom made cinnamon rolls, and I was craving them yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;8. A phone call from my dad, in the Philippines. &lt;br /&gt;9. My hair was actually decent today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, even though it started with rainy weather (that I'm still thankful for, because God is sovereign) was pretty good. I got to sorta hang with Rowena, see Joseph, Jimmy, Kim, and Gerlene, all at different days oh the first semester of last year kids, that I don't see anymore. &amp;Van and Alan. And I got to sorta hang out with the cousins on Tuesday. College and Career bible study is changing things up, but not the bad change. The Lakers had a nice "dramatic" season opener win. I can just go on and on about this week. Another thing is that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the week's not over yet!&lt;/span&gt; Praise God for blessing me with a wonderful week, even those the past two weeks have been rough I know that God is still there and aware (omnipresent and omniscient) not only for me, but for you who believe and have faith in Him. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;To God be the glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-5960179823723897657?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/5960179823723897657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=5960179823723897657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5960179823723897657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5960179823723897657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-was-sunglasses-kinda-day.html' title='It was a sunglasses kinda day.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2423627036595942530</id><published>2010-10-24T21:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:17:50.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Blurb.</title><content type='html'>I like to connect things I learn at school, church, bible study, devotion to my everyday conversations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you hear me talk about chemistry or calculus to you, I don't mean to sound like a know it all show off; it just helps me remember what I learned for class. However when you hear me talk about God and/or the Bible, it's not only for me, but it's also for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2423627036595942530?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2423627036595942530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2423627036595942530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2423627036595942530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2423627036595942530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-blurb.html' title='Random Blurb.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6000947915795445193</id><published>2010-10-20T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:53:36.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gray Tuesday</title><content type='html'>It was one of those days where I had a REALLY REALLY horrible day at school, but it ended good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to "bfffffff"? Joseph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph 9:31 pm&lt;br /&gt;Joseph:  brb&lt;br /&gt;Joseph: spagitti!!&lt;br /&gt;Joseph: XD&lt;br /&gt;angelica 12:45 am&lt;br /&gt;  HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;Joseph:  12:46 am&lt;br /&gt;    took you long enough&lt;br /&gt;    hahaha jk&lt;br /&gt;    thankyou&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;eeekangelica 12:46 am&lt;br /&gt;    YOU NEVER CAME  BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Joseph: 12:46 am&lt;br /&gt;    oh&lt;br /&gt;    im back&lt;br /&gt;    :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6000947915795445193?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6000947915795445193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6000947915795445193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6000947915795445193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6000947915795445193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/gray-tuesday.html' title='Gray Tuesday'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4482621114359443083</id><published>2010-10-19T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T01:08:09.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and exams.</title><content type='html'>I have come to a conclusion to why I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; do horrible on exams... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I take them to simply get them over with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4482621114359443083?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4482621114359443083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4482621114359443083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4482621114359443083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4482621114359443083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/me-and-exams.html' title='Me and exams.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2907289992626072097</id><published>2010-10-18T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:47:55.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List #7</title><content type='html'>1. Ephesians 4:31-32&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm really scared for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. As difficult as Calculus 2 is, sacrificing for the Lord is much more difficult. But it's prize is much better than a good grade.&lt;br /&gt;4. It's not about what I want.&lt;br /&gt;5. "You're not the only one." "Sometimes I feel like I am."&lt;br /&gt;6. If I was getting distracted by the right things it's acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;7. Study for Calc exam tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;8. Start research for COMM 131 paper.&lt;br /&gt;9. Clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;10. Read for Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;11. Catch up on Chem problems!&lt;br /&gt;12. ACTS ACTS ACTS.&lt;br /&gt;13. God, others, then myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2907289992626072097?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2907289992626072097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2907289992626072097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2907289992626072097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2907289992626072097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/list-7.html' title='List #7'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2692412724988332229</id><published>2010-10-17T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:57:11.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As long as you are glorified</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TLvwbNvQkXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kq1ZKpJiOsw/s1600/qwa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TLvwbNvQkXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kq1ZKpJiOsw/s400/qwa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529277317862429042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Constant Reminder.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says it straight up "do not be conformed to this world", and I try my best to follow God's word every time. This world that we live in is filled with sin, and it is so easy to get caught up in it. And that is where we have to constantly have to remind ourselves that our lives should be centered on God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am sorry if I'm not doing what everyone else is doing, sorry if I'm not performing a song that the world wants to hear, sorry if I'm embarrassing the world; but I mean, if I know I am making the one and only Father happy then their feelings won't matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul did not care what the Jews thought of him. "For I am ready not only to be imprisoned but even to die in Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus." (Acts 21:13) He knew why the Jews did not like him, but it didn't matter, he was ready to go to prison and even die for God, because his life revolved around God. That's how we all should be as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2692412724988332229?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2692412724988332229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2692412724988332229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2692412724988332229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2692412724988332229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-long-as-you-are-glorified.html' title='As long as you are glorified'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TLvwbNvQkXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kq1ZKpJiOsw/s72-c/qwa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2319116449549017257</id><published>2010-10-11T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T16:50:37.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish my review on Acts.&lt;br /&gt;2. Yay, I did a whole calc assignment without a guide.&lt;br /&gt;3. Calc exam next week! Aghhh.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my reminder on the wall behind my laptop (: Picture soon.&lt;br /&gt;5. My mom, just chill and rest. Stay strong!&lt;br /&gt;6. I wanted to watch World of Color tonight with ALL the cousins ):&lt;br /&gt;7. My voice needs to recover from last week's sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;8. So I can practice with Kuya.&lt;br /&gt;9. I like my inconsistency with watching Chuck. But recently I've been on it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Thankful for DVR, it's not that big to me, but it's nice to have.&lt;br /&gt;11. Nice weather for the next few days.. according to the forecast.&lt;br /&gt;12. Gahh, I just killed a HUGE spider...&lt;br /&gt;13. Also glad that my lab instructor did my second set of titrations for me, and I didn't ask or need help haha.&lt;br /&gt;14. SHARE, SHARE, SHARE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Go into the world and share the gospel to the whole creation.&lt;/span&gt; Mark 16:15.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2319116449549017257?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2319116449549017257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2319116449549017257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2319116449549017257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2319116449549017257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/list-6.html' title='List #6'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7391112852055664721</id><published>2010-10-06T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T12:16:01.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift from lab.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TKwdha238qI/AAAAAAAAAaw/S_c_8DdLCq0/s1600/Snapshot_20101005_9+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TKwdha238qI/AAAAAAAAAaw/S_c_8DdLCq0/s400/Snapshot_20101005_9+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524823302859125410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silver Nitrate stain on my middle finger.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lab today, I was preparing a solution containing AgNO3. Almost every time we work with AgNO3, I end up with a stain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, like the stain on my finger, every thing this world gives us will not last forever. Continuing our study on 1 Peter in College and Career bible study, we went over that we are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;redeemed by perishable things like Gold and Silver (1 Peter 1:18). Get it? Get it, like my stain... Silver Nitrate... hey, I tried... But &lt;u&gt;we are redeemed by the precious blood of Christ&lt;/u&gt; (1 Peter 1:19). Not saved by money, friends, school, social status, cars, video games, etc. But by the blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7391112852055664721?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7391112852055664721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7391112852055664721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7391112852055664721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7391112852055664721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/10/gift-from-lab.html' title='A gift from lab.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TKwdha238qI/AAAAAAAAAaw/S_c_8DdLCq0/s72-c/Snapshot_20101005_9+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6285983938732541941</id><published>2010-08-29T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:10:54.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh John harvey...</title><content type='html'>Me 11:07 pm&lt;br /&gt;    alright ima go sleep&lt;br /&gt;    good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvey 11:07 pm&lt;br /&gt;    goodnight&lt;br /&gt;    and &lt;br /&gt;    and&lt;br /&gt;    and&lt;br /&gt;    yeahh&lt;br /&gt;    1st day of college :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me 11:08 pm&lt;br /&gt;    what?&lt;br /&gt;    -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he not know, I've been in college, some cousin -_____-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6285983938732541941?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6285983938732541941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6285983938732541941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6285983938732541941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6285983938732541941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-john-harvey.html' title='Oh John harvey...'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-262846982385441446</id><published>2010-08-17T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T01:24:54.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer days like these.</title><content type='html'>Good day, spent with good people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-262846982385441446?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/262846982385441446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=262846982385441446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/262846982385441446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/262846982385441446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-days-like-these.html' title='Summer days like these.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7357839878429631008</id><published>2010-08-08T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T01:08:27.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word in. Word out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TF-1Qzjnz5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/jgU91Z-tSxA/s1600/camf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TF-1Qzjnz5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/jgU91Z-tSxA/s400/camf.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503316569992187794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taken from &lt;a href="http://hannahbernabe.tumblr.com/"&gt;Hannah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(Click photo to enlarge).&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for a very successful youth camp! Knowing some of the struggles the officers had while planning, I was so glad to see everything work out. This weekend was if not the best, one of the best ever; I loved every second of it. I came back from camp with so much, from getting to know more about the girls in my cabin, small group, all the campers, even myself, to, of course being a servant of God. It's amazing what 3 days away from the city can do to a person or at least me. During my one on one session with &lt;a href="http://lorissaprid.tumblr.com/"&gt;Loris&lt;/a&gt;, I told her one struggle that's really big for me, and I was holding in my tears it was weird, I never would have cried over that. She helped me straighten things out and figure out what I need to do without telling me what to do. Then Pastor Godfrey's message during session 4, really hit me, it was as if Pastor was there during my one on one session. You can have all the things in the world, a good job, nice car, big house, billions of dollars, etc but still be poor. I miss my cabin girls, if we were still together we'd probably talking about food aha. I miss the "full name-ers". I miss group 4 fun night skit group, paaaaaaaaaartyyy! I miss my small group girls, with the awkward silences. I miss camp. Words don't even express how grateful I am, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God is sooooo good, all the time and all the time He is good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;James 1:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not only read the Bible, we have to do what it tells us to do. Thanks to this morning's personal devotion James 2: 17 clearly says "Faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead." We must do what the Bible tells us to do, but before we become doers, we must read it, and understand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about the session 4 message, Jesus left &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; to do the work of God. I need to be less selfish and sacrifice for God. I need to set my priorities on what really matters. Like Pastor Godfrey said, "you don't need a fancy college degree", what you need is God. It's going to be one crazy ride, but I'm seat-belted in and ready for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7357839878429631008?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7357839878429631008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7357839878429631008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7357839878429631008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7357839878429631008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/08/word-in-word-out.html' title='Word in. Word out.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TF-1Qzjnz5I/AAAAAAAAAaM/jgU91Z-tSxA/s72-c/camf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2181373780097878740</id><published>2010-08-05T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:29:47.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They grow up so fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoJMpSWk97U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoJMpSWk97U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 2008&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so tiny back then. Now I'm wearing Echo's jersey in my facebook picture ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2181373780097878740?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2181373780097878740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2181373780097878740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2181373780097878740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2181373780097878740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/08/they-grow-up-so-fast.html' title='They grow up so fast.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3437897517177988116</id><published>2010-07-29T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:40:44.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Random things I enjoy doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. An easy one, cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;02. Washing my car.&lt;br /&gt;03. Not a lot of people know this, fishing.&lt;br /&gt;04. Playing Badminton.&lt;br /&gt;05. Connecting things I learned to my day.&lt;br /&gt;06. Making lists.&lt;br /&gt;07. Playing my DS.&lt;br /&gt;08. Road trips.&lt;br /&gt;09. Out of city overnight stays.&lt;br /&gt;10. Spontaneous "How are you doing?" conversations.&lt;br /&gt;11. Having those "Ooooooh" moments.&lt;br /&gt;12. Mornings.&lt;br /&gt;13. Long distance family visitors.&lt;br /&gt;14. Watching Jeopardy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3437897517177988116?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3437897517177988116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3437897517177988116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3437897517177988116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3437897517177988116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/list-5.html' title='List #5'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-931293745577009407</id><published>2010-07-28T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T01:30:37.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You know you're growing up when the kids that have always been in VBS your whole life are now part of the VBS staff/crew."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-931293745577009407?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/931293745577009407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=931293745577009407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/931293745577009407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/931293745577009407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/growing-up.html' title='Growing up.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3105250271816857273</id><published>2010-07-23T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:33:16.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidetracked</title><content type='html'>It's took me forever to actually start writing this blog, I've been siting in front of my laptop just looking at my hair.. I had a whole blog going on in my head, but I just can't seem to put it together right now, I'll save that for another time I suppose. Anyways so today I had my midterm for my online history class, I must admit I did pretty good, I mean I only read the first 3 chapters, however it was an open book soooo I guess a decent grade was expected, a 91% sounds about right. Due to me being sidetracked I forgot what I wanted to blog about, and results in this random blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Matt Barnes, I have mixed feelings about this one. I personally am not his biggest fan, but his game can help the team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3105250271816857273?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3105250271816857273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3105250271816857273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3105250271816857273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3105250271816857273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/sidetracked.html' title='Sidetracked'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3131161322964423828</id><published>2010-07-19T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:30:17.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterm Week in Summer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TEVN9Cm8HUI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Iw3-AAFwWJE/s1600/Untitled-12+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TEVN9Cm8HUI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Iw3-AAFwWJE/s400/Untitled-12+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495884631343111490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Room Cleaning Fun.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was playing Animal Crossings: City Folk in Wii, I named my character &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;neon&lt;/span&gt; and I was talking to one of my neighbors and they said something like "Oh your name is neon? .... You're a pretty solid person." I don't know it made me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this week is midterm week for my summer school class, I did 2 chapter discussions and a video summary already but there's still plenty more to do. I have 1 more chapter discussion and 3 more video summaries due by Wednesday night, but you know me I want everything done by Tuesday.. today. Then I have my midterm on Thursday and Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Pretty Balanced Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Washed my car&lt;br /&gt;02. 2 Chapter discussions and a video summary.&lt;br /&gt;03. Cherry, pineapple popsicles.&lt;br /&gt;04. Mini cream puffs.&lt;br /&gt;05. My favorite Filipino meal, Nilaga.&lt;br /&gt;06. Jacob and Jeremae came over.&lt;br /&gt;07. Played video games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3131161322964423828?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3131161322964423828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3131161322964423828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3131161322964423828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3131161322964423828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/midterm-week-in-summer.html' title='Midterm Week in Summer.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TEVN9Cm8HUI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Iw3-AAFwWJE/s72-c/Untitled-12+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8767681258938426906</id><published>2010-07-12T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:02:21.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 3 years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TDzFX2erkmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/kSl0UoRRF3M/s1600/pic+014+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TDzFX2erkmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/kSl0UoRRF3M/s400/pic+014+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493482659037024866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Incheon airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TDzFIybeEoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FllJewHgnDY/s1600/pic+027+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TDzFIybeEoI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FllJewHgnDY/s1600/pic+027+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493482400251777666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe Makati from the airplane view.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 12, 2007 I landed in the Philippines, for what happened to be a very long vacation. I was reading my old blog, and it said that the day before we left for the Philippines, my Dad's passport came in the mail, I so remember that now praise God for that! (Even though it's like 3 years late) On the flight to Philippines, I remember I was trying to do my summer assignment ahah, DS, and listened to my ipod. Then we had a stop over at Incheon, South Korea, that was a very clean, nice, and not crowded airport. Then took a 4 hour flight or something to Philippines and waited from there. Me and my aunt rode with Kuya Momon, and my dad being my dad rode with Kuya Willie. I remember thinking it was dirty and it was raining all of a sudden and super hot. On the way out of the airport, I remember seeing those pink booth thingys and I think we all know what that is. I miss the Philippines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8767681258938426906?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8767681258938426906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8767681258938426906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8767681258938426906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8767681258938426906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-3-years.html' title='It&apos;s been 3 years.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TDzFX2erkmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/kSl0UoRRF3M/s72-c/pic+014+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3182609605341906890</id><published>2010-07-09T01:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:37:14.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Cleveland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/adsfasdf.jpg?t=1278663254"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/adsfasdf.jpg?t=1278663254" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491816595851638786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little cousin's picked my outfit out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/Snapshot_20100708_1copy.jpg?t=1278663438"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/Snapshot_20100708_1copy.jpg?t=1278663438" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491816595851638786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Stylists, minus my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/Snapshot_20100708_2copy.jpg?t=1278663515"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/Snapshot_20100708_2copy.jpg?t=1278663515" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491816595851638786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Throwing up 3. As in the new big 3?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those webcam pictures were taken before the whole Lebron special, just saying. Sorry you've probably heard plenty of this already but it's my turn. Lebron, I personally think New Jersey was the best route, think about it.. turning the team that came in last with season wins to like playoffs anddd with the chance of the team moving to Brooklyn c'mon; I would have been fine if he stayed in Cleveland. Oh well too late, but man Miami.. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If he wanted a ring that bad, should have just gone to the Lakers.&lt;/span&gt; Quote me on that, shooot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day today, spent with my mom's side and Joel and Daniel. Watched Toy Story 3 again, worth it, got free boba as well; those stamp cards sure come in handy eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3182609605341906890?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3182609605341906890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3182609605341906890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3182609605341906890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3182609605341906890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry-cleveland.html' title='Sorry Cleveland.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2301382622631042238</id><published>2010-07-07T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T13:02:47.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning.</title><content type='html'>It sucks when someone wakes you up to move your car for street sweeping; especially when it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;not your car.&lt;/span&gt; As grumpy as I was getting out of bed, I'm very thankful now because mornings are so lovely. Since I've been sleeping late, I haven't been awake this early in a while, and it feels good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2301382622631042238?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2301382622631042238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2301382622631042238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2301382622631042238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2301382622631042238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7949713283527920745</id><published>2010-06-30T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T01:00:32.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Letting go doesn’t mean giving up, but rather accepting that there are things that cannot be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why something is not with you in the present; it belongs in the past and it doesn't belong with you in the future. But sometimes it does, it'll find it's way and meets you in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for now, stay in the past and maybe I'll see you in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7949713283527920745?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7949713283527920745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7949713283527920745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7949713283527920745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7949713283527920745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/06/stay.html' title='Stay'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1126390906625866004</id><published>2010-06-28T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:57:46.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blog.</title><content type='html'>As of this moment I have a number of things on my mind, which has caused me to feel down. However I believe that none of those things have a reason to make me feel like this. As much as I love making lists, sometimes it's better to actually talk to a person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1126390906625866004?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1126390906625866004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1126390906625866004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1126390906625866004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1126390906625866004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/06/monday-blog.html' title='Monday blog.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7647714578043134590</id><published>2010-06-23T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:55:05.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/blog-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/blog-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485885581833277042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TCHH3UUfVdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/DiTIeXqNo68/s1600/blog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TCHH3UUfVdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/DiTIeXqNo68/s400/blog2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485885574275356114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v172/icarumba/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485885566731596514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun was out, therefore lighting was nice outside. I just started taking pictures with my simple camera, nothing great. My dogs wish they were models or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not give up, keep going! Oh yeah Toy Story 3 is a great movie, it was a perfect way to end the Toy Story series I think. I wouldn't want a 4th installment like Shrek. I should sleep, or try to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7647714578043134590?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7647714578043134590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7647714578043134590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7647714578043134590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7647714578043134590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/06/backyard.html' title='Backyard'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TCHH3UUfVdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/DiTIeXqNo68/s72-c/blog2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1295237916749377737</id><published>2010-06-08T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:11:08.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TA8v9x2G7PI/AAAAAAAAAXM/5da4OQmgXEQ/s1600/lahv+it.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TA8v9x2G7PI/AAAAAAAAAXM/5da4OQmgXEQ/s1600/lahv+it.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480652009931992306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're cool :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Today was fun, I liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bike riding with Grace.&lt;br /&gt;2. Saw Sam at school while waiting for Kevin at his school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Finally saw Kevin after MIA for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;4. Taco Tuesday and Boba with Alvin and Grace.&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched the Laker game at Wilfred's house with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;6. 2-1!&lt;br /&gt;7. I came home to that picture haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1295237916749377737?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1295237916749377737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1295237916749377737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1295237916749377737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1295237916749377737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/06/chill-tuesday.html' title='Chill Tuesday.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TA8v9x2G7PI/AAAAAAAAAXM/5da4OQmgXEQ/s72-c/lahv+it.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3511749527003340029</id><published>2010-06-08T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:40:35.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie</title><content type='html'>Me: What's the Cowgirl's name in Toy Story 2?&lt;br /&gt;Grace: I don't know, I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;*4 hours later or something.&lt;br /&gt;Grace(to Alvin): What's the Cowgirl in Toy Story?&lt;br /&gt;Alvin(to Grace): I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;Alvin(to Me): What's the Cowgirl in Toy story name?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know I asked Grace that earlier.&lt;br /&gt;*2 days later&lt;br /&gt;Text from Grace: Woody's girlfriend is named Jessie!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how we didn't let this one go hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3511749527003340029?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3511749527003340029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3511749527003340029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3511749527003340029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3511749527003340029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/06/jessie.html' title='Jessie'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7465956395970886749</id><published>2010-05-28T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:49:35.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queensbridge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TAAdfuB9aLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SwEBgcgt-wQ/s1600/Untitled-5+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TAAdfuB9aLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SwEBgcgt-wQ/s400/Untitled-5+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476409577651923122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/sports/la-lakers-suns-game5-pictures,0,3795689.photogallery"&gt;Photo by Wally Skalij&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice game, but it's not over yet. Get business done on the road.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to sleep early today, well I've been trying to sleep early for this break, cause I just personally want to. Maybe the nap that I took before the game started might be a factor to why I am still awake. However I must say that, that nap helped me get rid of my headache from earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7465956395970886749?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7465956395970886749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7465956395970886749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7465956395970886749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7465956395970886749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/05/queensbridge.html' title='Queensbridge.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/TAAdfuB9aLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/SwEBgcgt-wQ/s72-c/Untitled-5+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7684333030870489613</id><published>2010-05-24T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:27:20.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshman year</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S_o3oJ_ziXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w6zmOkqvsuo/s1600/Untitled-3+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S_o3oJ_ziXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w6zmOkqvsuo/s400/Untitled-3+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474749460040092018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Summer vacation is here, meaning that I am done with my first year of college. Yay... Now that it is here, I can wait til June 6 to register for summer school at a local JC. In the mean time, it's time to relax and chill. Catch up on a couple personal things and WORK OUT. I have a goal for myself and it is to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Go to the Gym or exercise 4 days a week.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know if I can, but I'm going to try. I'm so glad it's May and Summer vacation, now just waiting for people to come and visit. Since you know big Filipino family with family all over the place, at least one family member will come to So Cal every summer. Catching up with Jordan kids on Tuesday, I'm excited; even though we often talk to each other, well ... most of us anyways. Gym tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7684333030870489613?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7684333030870489613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7684333030870489613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7684333030870489613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7684333030870489613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/05/freshman-year.html' title='Freshman year'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S_o3oJ_ziXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/w6zmOkqvsuo/s72-c/Untitled-3+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7656422571007566242</id><published>2010-05-09T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:51:15.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S-eeS7badxI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l0-6xuZ17zI/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S-eeS7badxI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l0-6xuZ17zI/s400/176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469514320492263186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Momma and I when we were at Vegas.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day which means, finals are right around the corner. Actually I have one tomorrow. &amp;2 more this week. Then 2 on the actual week of finals. Also means summer's right there too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7656422571007566242?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7656422571007566242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7656422571007566242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7656422571007566242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7656422571007566242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S-eeS7badxI/AAAAAAAAAWs/l0-6xuZ17zI/s72-c/176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6883150604304684855</id><published>2010-04-28T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:37:27.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metric System</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Fluid ounces? What's that I only know liters and milliliters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I don't have any idea of how large or small a fluid ounce container would be. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6883150604304684855?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6883150604304684855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6883150604304684855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6883150604304684855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6883150604304684855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/04/metric-system.html' title='Metric System'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3035831962707173701</id><published>2010-04-26T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:28:07.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad timing, all the time?</title><content type='html'>I suppose I have bad timing, so I just finished all my online quizzes problems and when I'm ready to put in my answers the website is down and I can't put it in, sucks. It's due on Wednesday, but me being the person I am wants to get this over with. Which is why I'm blogging right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to study for my Calculus exam and Chemistry exam. Last set of midterms this week! I have my version of a countdown kind of. Praise God this week is starting off good. Had a very lovely and productive Sunday, and today was nice as well. Mary and I finally got our perfect quiz score! Ironically we got it on the hardest section, hey we're not complaining though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3035831962707173701?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3035831962707173701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3035831962707173701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3035831962707173701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3035831962707173701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-timing-all-time.html' title='Bad timing, all the time?'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8858823991853339786</id><published>2010-04-22T22:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:06:56.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Super Frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Choose a side to write about.&lt;br /&gt;2. Write my thesis.&lt;br /&gt;3. Calculus quiz Monday.&lt;br /&gt;4. English essay rough draft Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;5. Calculus exam Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;6. Chemistry exam Friday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Chemistry Online quizzes Monday and Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;8. Grateful for not needing to go to Lab til May 5.&lt;br /&gt;9. MUST MANAGE TIME FOR THE NEXT 7 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;10. My dogs and all the other dogs in this neighborhood need to stop barking at each other!&lt;br /&gt;11. Help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot write or even start this essay for English. Open Immigration ... it's either I'm for it or not. Like my high school junior and senior history teacher would say, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You're either pregnant or not."&lt;/span&gt;. I'm getting so angry, due to the fact I can't do anything on this paper, I haven't done anything else homework wise, since I said I was going down my things to do list I wrote down in my planner with "Thesis" being #1. I'm getting annoyed by the dogs in this neighborhood including mines all barking at each other; they won't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In your anger do not sin; when you are on your beds, search your hearts and be silent.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt; - Psalms 4:4&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not let my anger get to me. I will not let it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8858823991853339786?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8858823991853339786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8858823991853339786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8858823991853339786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8858823991853339786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/04/list-4.html' title='List #4'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7993303353634251284</id><published>2010-04-22T22:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:19:59.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever happened to "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas"?</title><content type='html'>I’m pretty sure everyone has heard that saying some time during their life. As Serena was telling me last night, “You just went to Vegas!”. I went to Vegas about 2 weeks ago or so, and I keep on thinking about when I’m going back again. I don’t know why I want to go back, I mean we did not do much at all; we were shopping for most of the time. I pretty much went there to babysit my 10 year old cousin, so my aunt could go gamble and shop like crazy. The purpose of the whole trip was to visit my Grandpa after his surgery, and we only went out with him once, and that was for Dimsum. It’s good to know he is doing fine though. Back to the point of this blog, nothing interesting happened to me on this trip, the most interesting thing was probably the Vans guy, but that wasn’t even that interesting. Why can’t I just let what happened in Vegas stay there? It’s just Las Vegas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, it felt good to be gone for a few days. Few more weeks to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7993303353634251284?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7993303353634251284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7993303353634251284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7993303353634251284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7993303353634251284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/04/whatever-happened-to-what-happens-in.html' title='Whatever happened to &quot;What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas&quot;?'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3070066677967637881</id><published>2010-04-04T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:35:24.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Feeling It.</title><content type='html'>No I am not talking about that earthquake that happened earlier today. However I did think it was pretty ironic how the earthquake occurred when we kinda a little more than just started but started watching 2012. "God got mad at us for watching the movie" Haa. That movie though... sure is uhh.. fiction, fiction as a fairytale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways school resumes tomorrow. I really am not feeling this semester, I wish I was but I just am not. The classes I study like crazy for, I don't do good in, however the classes I kind of put aside I am doing great in. I don't know, maybe I put them aside because I know the class isn't hard? Or is it that I am doing bad because I am studying too much... I can't quite figure it out. Hopefully I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really want to end this semester already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3070066677967637881?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3070066677967637881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3070066677967637881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3070066677967637881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3070066677967637881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-feeling-it.html' title='Not Feeling It.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-1915979696836815209</id><published>2010-04-01T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:30:45.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought it was Spring?</title><content type='html'>Last time I checked it was Spring. This weather is so messing me up, not really but yeah. Even right now one minute the sun is out and the next it's gone. It's so cold, I'm wrapped in my blanket right now. Anyways I am not in the mood for this, but I'm doing my English homework. This class is soooo KJASFL:KJSADLKJAF! I guess it's not really "a lot" of homework, but I just don't want to do it. I shouldn't be complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying this break, no need to go out everyday this week. It's called Spring &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt; not vacation. I just need to rest to have enough energy to finish this semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-1915979696836815209?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/1915979696836815209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=1915979696836815209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1915979696836815209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/1915979696836815209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-thought-it-was-spring.html' title='I thought it was Spring?'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6592050918973056860</id><published>2010-03-30T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:50:06.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day on the coast of LA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S7JVeOt24CI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1vdhuiC3oAA/s1600/DSCF1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S7JVeOt24CI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1vdhuiC3oAA/s400/DSCF1698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454516076533964834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday of Spring Break was well spent with Moises and Mike. Filled with lovely weather, sand, Venice, Santa Monica, driving, looking for parking, pictures, airheads and Bubba Gumps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6592050918973056860?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6592050918973056860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6592050918973056860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6592050918973056860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6592050918973056860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-on-coast-of-la.html' title='A day on the coast of LA'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S7JVeOt24CI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1vdhuiC3oAA/s72-c/DSCF1698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4169408055622231349</id><published>2010-03-26T01:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:50:18.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Spring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S6x1PCR5aZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CBpzeTGmgXY/s1600/78100358-521a18b12123b58c047ef042abcf2dd8.4bac745a-scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S6x1PCR5aZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CBpzeTGmgXY/s400/78100358-521a18b12123b58c047ef042abcf2dd8.4bac745a-scaled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452862150009252242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken via my phone&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more cold cold cold Winter weather, and onward with Spring weather. I'm looking forward on finishing the last half of this semester and getting to Summer. But got to deal with Spring first. Living day by day, I'm on this much needed SPRING BREAK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4169408055622231349?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4169408055622231349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4169408055622231349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4169408055622231349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4169408055622231349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-spring.html' title='Hello Spring.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S6x1PCR5aZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CBpzeTGmgXY/s72-c/78100358-521a18b12123b58c047ef042abcf2dd8.4bac745a-scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8368104312745321713</id><published>2010-03-22T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:36:09.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>I must get through this week. In order to get to Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must. It's one of those steep hills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8368104312745321713?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8368104312745321713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8368104312745321713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8368104312745321713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8368104312745321713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3787904931951707490</id><published>2010-03-11T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:33:03.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's other things I can be doing.</title><content type='html'>This is my 3rd blog, I saved the previous two because I couldn't add more to what I had. I don't know why I blog when I have loads of homework and studying to do. I am not going to say I am ahead, because I am not. With a few changes I must say this week has been better than it's been all semester. However Calculus is not better than it's been all semester, I must get on that. Even when I do, I still don't get the acceptable (for me anyways) scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm watching this Portland at Golden State basketball game, GS down by 3, &amp;Portland has the ball, around 20 seconds left and then at like 3 seconds CJ Watson fouls. I mean If you're going to foul don't wait &amp;let 18 seconds go to waste, and if you're waiting for the shot clock to end, don't foul! You would think professionals would know this, but hey they're not perfect. You already know who is. What I'm getting out of this is that if your planning to waste time, make sure you follow through with the reason why your killing time. I don't know if this makes sense, but I just got it from this game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Keep the Rhythm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rough draft advertisement essay due Monday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Redo Calculus homework again  &amp;again til I get it for Mondays quiz.&lt;br /&gt;3.Study for the nothing I know in Sociology, midterm on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;    3.5. Thank God for the teacher's Review!&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish up Lab, since I did it early. &lt;br /&gt;5. Continue reading Chapter 16.&lt;br /&gt;6. Rewrite Credo essay for better grade due Friday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3787904931951707490?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3787904931951707490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3787904931951707490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3787904931951707490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3787904931951707490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/theres-other-things-i-can-be-doing.html' title='There&apos;s other things I can be doing.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2890805545120951187</id><published>2010-03-09T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:54:05.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ctrl + C</title><content type='html'>Why does it feel like, you're copying me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2890805545120951187?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2890805545120951187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2890805545120951187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2890805545120951187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2890805545120951187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/ctrl-c.html' title='Ctrl + C'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2007751954273407570</id><published>2010-03-07T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T01:04:07.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Step Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"One of the secrets of life is to make stepping stones out of stumbling blocks."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jack Penn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about time that I do this. It is about that I stop wasting time with people that just waste time. It is about time that I realize what I should and shouldn't be worrying about. It is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know nor notice that Kobe had some stomach illness until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaKmIXvANhY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaKmIXvANhY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Barnes don't you know that's Kobe Bean Bryant you failed to mess with. He eats basketballs for breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2007751954273407570?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2007751954273407570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2007751954273407570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2007751954273407570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2007751954273407570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-step-up.html' title='Time to Step Up'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6743320721457033051</id><published>2010-03-03T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:43:17.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He will be there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joshua 1:9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6743320721457033051?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6743320721457033051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6743320721457033051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6743320721457033051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6743320721457033051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-will-be-there.html' title='He will be there.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-7200417002461453797</id><published>2010-03-03T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:29:35.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have met my match.</title><content type='html'>I've had my little bumps on the road, however now I feel like I have a battle to deal with. I've met my match, but no one said I was going to lose. I must fight this, it's not going to be easy, but I have to do this. However my pessimistic self is telling me I can't. I know I can't do this alone, I have to P.U.S.H. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray Until Something Happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-7200417002461453797?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/7200417002461453797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=7200417002461453797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7200417002461453797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/7200417002461453797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-met-my-match.html' title='I have met my match.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-2091211573092497768</id><published>2010-03-01T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:32:46.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What more can I do?</title><content type='html'>I don't know what else I can do. I try and try but it doesn't get me anywhere. I seriously thought I was doing better, but I guess not. I already pretty much gave up socializing, and studied 22 hours a day. I suppose the 2 hours really make a difference, it's ridiculous. I felt like I had everything together, but I guess not, what more can is there for me to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bad day at school, since I bombed an exam.&lt;br /&gt;2. last two classes didn't meet today.&lt;br /&gt;3. Went out to eat with the most random combination of Aunts and Uncles today.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pashaled&lt;/span&gt; at Redondo Beach after.&lt;br /&gt;5. Family came over for dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;6. Andrea must really love my masks.&lt;br /&gt;7. Ate Rosalie and Kuya Nelson have bad memory when they're drunk.&lt;br /&gt;8. Didn't get homework done.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm wanted and missed on my high school badminton team (;&lt;br /&gt;10. Good day for a last day before diet starts.&lt;br /&gt;11. Didn't practice toe spin.&lt;br /&gt;12. Kuya Delfin leaves tomorrow, a sad sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;13. I really miss fishing.&lt;br /&gt;14. I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;15. I miss my dad.&lt;br /&gt;16. Although I do take advantage of our free international calls plan and call him too much.&lt;br /&gt;17. STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY&lt;br /&gt;18. And even #17 won't be enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-2091211573092497768?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/2091211573092497768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=2091211573092497768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2091211573092497768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/2091211573092497768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-more-can-i-do.html' title='What more can I do?'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-51684530005889384</id><published>2010-02-28T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:51:29.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4tHItzpIiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/j6QYbDRNHJw/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4tHItzpIiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/j6QYbDRNHJw/s400/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443522789668102690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First attempt at making some Samoas, the lazy way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dinner at my house tomorrow with Sapitans&lt;br /&gt;2. Furlough for two classes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. Done by 12.&lt;br /&gt;4. Watching the closing ceremony right now.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm going to miss the Olympics again.&lt;br /&gt;6. 2 more years til Londin 2012!&lt;br /&gt;7. My my, it's March tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;8. GYM GYM GYM.&lt;br /&gt;9. Practice toe spin.&lt;br /&gt;10. STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;11. Watch what I eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-51684530005889384?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/51684530005889384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=51684530005889384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/51684530005889384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/51684530005889384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-try.html' title='First Try'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4tHItzpIiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/j6QYbDRNHJw/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-3977202721547993503</id><published>2010-02-26T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T08:48:36.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List  #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ay George, you look more Mexican than a taco."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sofia Vergara on the George Lopez Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thoughts in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;2. Everyone is right, this week did go by slow.&lt;br /&gt;    2.5. Why is it Friday already?&lt;br /&gt;3. CHEMISTRY EXAM today.&lt;br /&gt;4. It's been like 2 weeks since I last went to the gym&lt;br /&gt;5. Practice! Tomorrow strikes a week since I started (:&lt;br /&gt;6. Dentist appointment today. Teeth cleaning yay!&lt;br /&gt;7. Kuya Delfin, didn't take anyone else with him to San Diego&lt;br /&gt;8. Seeing all the Sapitan brothers, but my dad made me miss him more.&lt;br /&gt;9. FAFSA due Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;10. Why is the shortest section of a lab report the hardest for me to do?&lt;br /&gt;11 I wonder how I did on my Calc exam.&lt;br /&gt;12. If I'm just going to blog instead of studying, just go to sleep Ica.&lt;br /&gt;13. ln[A]t = -kt + ln [A]0&lt;br /&gt;14. ln k = -(Ea/R)(1/T)+ ln A&lt;br /&gt;15. 13&amp;14 are me studying (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-3977202721547993503?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/3977202721547993503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=3977202721547993503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3977202721547993503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/3977202721547993503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/list-3.html' title='List  #3'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-9210977987118279515</id><published>2010-02-25T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:40:22.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focused</title><content type='html'>Woah talk about focus, I pretty much just redid all the homework assigned for the chapters that covers this midterm. And I didn't have a hard time, I must admit it took like 7 hours, but hey I know the material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy 18&lt;a href="http://kevinakamashby.tumblr.com/"&gt; Kevin Mashby Rey Ramirez&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-9210977987118279515?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/9210977987118279515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=9210977987118279515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/9210977987118279515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/9210977987118279515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/focused.html' title='Focused'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4905428777661996939</id><published>2010-02-20T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:24:54.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4BFCxE2_xI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1I0lBpyNHqs/s1600-h/hanger_tea4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4BFCxE2_xI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1I0lBpyNHqs/s400/hanger_tea4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440424263699332882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4BFCsn74BI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-Y_Sc5g1fiA/s1600-h/hanger_tea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4BFCsn74BI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-Y_Sc5g1fiA/s400/hanger_tea3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440424262504275986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get me some of these! It sucks when my tea bag falls into my thermos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4905428777661996939?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4905428777661996939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4905428777661996939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4905428777661996939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4905428777661996939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/tsa.html' title='Tsa!'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S4BFCxE2_xI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1I0lBpyNHqs/s72-c/hanger_tea4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8929470403945978496</id><published>2010-02-18T18:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:21:37.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How school can keep you updated.</title><content type='html'>While working on the Sociology paper that I am suppose to be finishing up at the moment, I wanted to share the article I am doing my paper on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/greenspace/2010/02/heart-disease-air-pollution-freeways.html"&gt;Living Near a Freeway? Heart Disease may be Higher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite interesting, people that live near a freeway has a higher chance of getting heart disease than people who do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, if I did not have to do this assignment I would most likely not know about this; being that I do not really read the LA times. My only form of news is pretty much the headline articles on Yahoo, and the stories on the local News programs (that I barely watch). Without class assignments like this, I would not be informed on some of the things going on in the world, however fortunately I have class like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to my paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8929470403945978496?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8929470403945978496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8929470403945978496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8929470403945978496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8929470403945978496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-school-can-keep-you-updated.html' title='How school can keep you updated.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-8464194852581242152</id><published>2010-02-11T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:49:41.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got my Own too.</title><content type='html'>It's not my problem, but why am I in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own things to worry about, stuff that really matter..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-8464194852581242152?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/8464194852581242152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=8464194852581242152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8464194852581242152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/8464194852581242152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-my-own-too.html' title='I Got my Own too.'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-6180295920051509209</id><published>2010-02-11T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:11:12.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size= +2&gt;I just love &lt;font size="1"&gt;(hyperbole)&lt;/font&gt; how chemistry sometimes can work as similes to life.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-6180295920051509209?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/6180295920051509209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=6180295920051509209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6180295920051509209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/6180295920051509209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-love-hyperbole-how-chemistry.html' title='It&apos;s the Truth'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-5162407462493097761</id><published>2010-02-07T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:16:49.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a First Time for Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.al.com/press-register-sports/photo/tracy-porterjpg-eab198e09341c93d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 432px; height: 299px;" src="http://media.al.com/press-register-sports/photo/tracy-porterjpg-eab198e09341c93d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Picture via &lt;a href="http://blog.al.com/press-register-sports/2010/02/louisiana_native_terry_porter.html"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations New Orleans Saints on your first NFL championship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last year I was watching it at home, but instead of being alone for some reason my sister was here as well. And instead of playing piano like last year I was doing homework while watching the game. However just like last year I was screaming and the team I was going for won again (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-5162407462493097761?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/5162407462493097761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=5162407462493097761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5162407462493097761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5162407462493097761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title='There&apos;s a First Time for Everything'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-5797245696499540740</id><published>2010-02-04T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:49:44.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning helps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S2vNW3kwyRI/AAAAAAAAATY/Jc150EpFvzc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S2vNW3kwyRI/AAAAAAAAATY/Jc150EpFvzc/s400/Snapshot_20100204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434663168111593746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Before&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S2vNXEOgQ2I/AAAAAAAAATg/im4f5jZHFk0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100204_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S2vNXEOgQ2I/AAAAAAAAATg/im4f5jZHFk0/s400/Snapshot_20100204_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434663171507897186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; After 10 min of cleaning&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-5797245696499540740?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/5797245696499540740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=5797245696499540740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5797245696499540740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/5797245696499540740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/cleaning-helps.html' title='Cleaning helps'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__BQ4pUHC7_k/S2vNW3kwyRI/AAAAAAAAATY/Jc150EpFvzc/s72-c/Snapshot_20100204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-853974124085213805</id><published>2010-02-04T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:05:19.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majority a Good Day but...</title><content type='html'>I had a good day today, actually a pretty &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;great &lt;/span&gt;day. I got good news, good lessons in class, good weather, a great nap, and so on. However one little thing towards the end of the day just starts to bother me, something that bothered me before, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;that shouldn't even be bothering me at all. It sucks because I had such a great day and now it feels as if that didn't mean anything because it's ending on a bad note that shouldn't even exist. It's better when bad things happens earlier in the day because there's always something else that can make me forget about it but since it's at the end of the day there's nothing left to happen for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-853974124085213805?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/853974124085213805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=853974124085213805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/853974124085213805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/853974124085213805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/02/majority-good-day.html' title='Majority a Good Day but...'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5971385520471591421.post-4253501288186116091</id><published>2010-01-28T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:58:23.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come please</title><content type='html'>Calculus book,&lt;br /&gt;Please come soon, you're about 3 days late already and I ordered you on the 13th of January. You were supposedly shipped on the 14. Since the tracking number I was given to track you is invalid, I have no idea where you are. You are needed at the moment, I am pretty much useless in that class without you. I already paid for you, so come soon. Ugh, I am not planning to get anything below a B in this class so yeah, come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get the wrong idea, I just feel like I can't do my work without the book, which makes sense so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5971385520471591421-4253501288186116091?l=angelicawich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/feeds/4253501288186116091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5971385520471591421&amp;postID=4253501288186116091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4253501288186116091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5971385520471591421/posts/default/4253501288186116091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelicawich.blogspot.com/2010/01/come-please.html' title='Come please'/><author><name>Angelica</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dzdbmIJQRA/Txm_WBP5gbI/AAAAAAAAAxI/E7Upj-0RwEs/s220/35869_136154363064478_100000097459741_376205_58177_n%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
