<?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-5099036</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:11:54.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love stories</title><subtitle type='html'>a blogful of nice stories by nicole a. campos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-117491763317812479</id><published>2007-03-26T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T08:00:33.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the big migration</title><summary type='text'>we finally found the time to do it. before the baby decided to peek out again, mike and i arranged to move our belongings to lotus. at eleven pm, our movers and ronald's truck arrived. they packed the little truck while mike and finished putting everything in boxes and organizing which went down first.we hardly lifted anything, but oh my god..were we tired. we finished around 5am. we watched the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117491763317812479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117491763317812479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_03_25_archive.html#117491763317812479' title='the big migration'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-117215920714513388</id><published>2007-02-22T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T07:46:47.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>entering the hen house</title><summary type='text'>i just discovered the power of the preggy belly today.we went to hazel's office today to do a final run-through before heading off to our bid venue. in the last few times that we have met, she was telling me what great effect the preggy belly has even on the most difficult of clients. i agreed. i told her about how i breezed through an otherwise painful presentation to another panel some weeks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117215920714513388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117215920714513388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#117215920714513388' title='entering the hen house'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-117017174862161058</id><published>2007-01-30T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T07:42:28.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the merchant's rock</title><summary type='text'>a couple of weeks ago, mike and i went outside and bathed our little merchant rocks under the moon. afterwhich, we placed them in our wallets. with this, and noted blessings from god..projects started pouring like crazy. we're totally booked..and do not see a vacation anytime til after october. it's a good problem. stressful, but worth it. we're very thankful. today, we closed two deals which we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117017174862161058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117017174862161058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#117017174862161058' title='the merchant&apos;s rock'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-117007916719451522</id><published>2007-01-29T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T05:59:27.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little over two months left</title><summary type='text'>i'm a battered mommy. the baby hasn't come out yet and i'm already beaten from the inside. he kicks, he stretches, he tugs at my umbilical. but i love him, and i can't wait to meet him. a little over two months left.. we're waiting in great anticipation.----------------------------------mike and i have been married for a full weekend, and nothing has changed or seemed to have hit as us "new" or "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117007916719451522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/117007916719451522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_01_28_archive.html#117007916719451522' title='a little over two months left'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116947882592439842</id><published>2007-01-22T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T07:13:45.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially hyphenated</title><summary type='text'>mike is at a friend's house tonight. he's been very giddy about this friday, and i think that's kinda sweet. we have agreed on a church wedding when the baby's a little bigger, but for solemnity's sake..we have decided that this little simple ceremony we're going to have should only have our family as our guests. it's too bad not all of our siblings will make it, but we know they will be with us </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116947882592439842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116947882592439842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_01_21_archive.html#116947882592439842' title='officially hyphenated'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116914986057071891</id><published>2007-01-18T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T11:51:00.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring!!!!...hello?</title><summary type='text'>i didn't get to go with mike to pick them up coz i had visual plates to do, but we finally have them.two rings. white gold, though the inner bands are brushed matte, and an itty bitty anton diamond stone set in each. they're purty. surreal and purty. michael loves maggie. maggie loves michael. harold loves maude. aww.to boot, i got lord stowe's portuguese tart pasalubong pa! how nice naman.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116914986057071891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116914986057071891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_01_14_archive.html#116914986057071891' title='ring!!!!...hello?'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116899901322068523</id><published>2007-01-16T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:56:53.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>greetings and salutations</title><summary type='text'>got this from c0llide the satanas teddy bear: .YOU'REON MY FRIENDS LIST, I WANNA KNOW YOU...I want to know 26 things aboutyou. I don't care if we never talk, never liked each other, or if wealready know everything about each other. 1. Can you cook? 2. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?3. What talent do you wish you had?4. Favorite place? 5. Favorite vegetable?6. What was the last</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116899901322068523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116899901322068523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2007_01_14_archive.html#116899901322068523' title='greetings and salutations'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116796494949264975</id><published>2007-01-04T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:42:29.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to the concepcions</title><summary type='text'>first of all, happy new year, family!last night, mike and i watched a cellist recital with tita amy right around the corner. some rows up front sat tita lorna and the curator of the pasig museum. in any case, they have asked to borrow some of our old family photos (specially those in the mansion) if we have them to be scanned and displayed. they have also asked if we can re-create the pasig </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116796494949264975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116796494949264975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_31_archive.html#116796494949264975' title='note to the concepcions'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116790220987824382</id><published>2007-01-03T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T01:16:49.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the latest buzz: the stubborn bull knits a sphincter</title><summary type='text'>mike and i have longed move away from the company we used to work for. as far as we're concerned, the only ties that currently bind us from our previous employment is the checks they still owe us in commissions and talent fees.. heh heh. but as once been part of that family, i suppose we're still news somehow. darns told me that many people from that circle had been asking confirmation if whether</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116790220987824382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116790220987824382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_31_archive.html#116790220987824382' title='the latest buzz: the stubborn bull knits a sphincter'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116790218895176845</id><published>2007-01-03T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T01:16:28.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the latest buzz: the stubborn bull knits a sphincter</title><summary type='text'>mike and i have longed move away from the company we used to work for. as far as we're concerned, the only ties that currently bind us from our previous employment is the checks they still owe us in commissions and talent fees.. heh heh. but as once been part of that family, i suppose we're still news somehow. darns told me that many people from that circle had been asking confirmation if whether</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116790218895176845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116790218895176845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_31_archive.html#116790218895176845' title='the latest buzz: the stubborn bull knits a sphincter'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116776063661670831</id><published>2007-01-02T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:57:16.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the death of just another man</title><summary type='text'>the fall of the twin towers brought the world down to its knees. in its wake, and swimming in its grief, enraged nations cried foul and asked for justice..and so the americans (who felt most fouled) went in search of the man who took full credit for the act of terrorism. for months they followed him through burrows..and somehow they resurfaced in iraq.while they're there, the american </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116776063661670831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116776063661670831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_31_archive.html#116776063661670831' title='the death of just another man'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116715354613800367</id><published>2006-12-26T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T09:19:06.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>now you know..</title><summary type='text'>..at least that's what my cousin ian said over sms. it's oozing with wisdom and that all knowing smugness of being a veteran of the sort. how did it go down? this way:ian: we're in yakal already. what time are you coming?me: we're still on our way to marikina..then we're headed there. hhirap pala ng hati hati.ian: now you know.it's actually sort of a relief that dad is not in town. if he was, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116715354613800367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116715354613800367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_24_archive.html#116715354613800367' title='now you know..'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116715412106362868</id><published>2006-12-24T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T09:28:41.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shweem shweem!</title><summary type='text'>twenty five weeks ago, i wouldve fit..without insecurity..into a teeny peppermint bikini..now hidden in the shade of a belly lovingly patted for good luck like buddha! in peppermint bikini and a cool green tank top (that was my perfect size just months before..)..i swam in a cool calm pool in the middle of urdaneta..with three boys (one not like the others!), a funny new sister, and a quirky mum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116715412106362868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116715412106362868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_24_archive.html#116715412106362868' title='shweem shweem!'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116657754153428143</id><published>2006-12-19T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:19:01.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun flies when you're having time</title><summary type='text'>it's hard to believe that six months had gone by so quickly. i just passed my second term, and am onto the final third. my tummy is bigger by the day..in spite of all the cocoa butter--i have stretched skin under my belly (or so mike says..who's responsible for rubbing my belly)..my belly button can hold an egg up, i'm sure..and dear jesus me..rubbing my cramping legs became a part of our morning</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116657754153428143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116657754153428143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#116657754153428143' title='fun flies when you&apos;re having time'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-116653888228492735</id><published>2006-12-19T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:34:42.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas rush and babble</title><summary type='text'>we're almost done..with a few more gifts to go.. our list seems to be growing (christmas and deadlines) and i honestly don't know how to juggle it. so here's the grand plan tomorrow..(and thank god most of the deliverables were done today!)06:00 wakey wakey! time to look over the three presentations08:00 get ready to go to the office10:00 stand by for presentation11:00 group presentation practice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116653888228492735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/116653888228492735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2006_12_17_archive.html#116653888228492735' title='christmas rush and babble'/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-92618761</id><published>2003-04-14T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T18:12:35.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when it was sundaya got a new toy.it was strawberryshortcake.she had red hair,a pink suit,she is a little ballerina.i made her a little house.her bed is made out of tissues.my mommy's friend's son helped me do my homework.he also got a toy.i think it was scramble.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/92618761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/92618761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92618761' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-91211147</id><published>2003-03-22T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T21:03:15.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hear water coming down from a big water fall that is a little far and toucans making noises like a crow. and rain falling down from the sky plip plop plip plop. i also hear thunder bang bang bang. the rainforest should be called the noisy forest. i hear cricits but i do not know what they say! i hear a howler monkey shouting and birds tweeting tweet tweet tweet.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/91211147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/91211147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91211147' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-90399342</id><published>2003-03-09T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T05:22:25.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is my friend"s birthday she is seven years old just like me. her birthday is at the bowling alley. we will have fun. i hope our team wins.before i go to the bowling alley i will go to sunday school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/90399342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/90399342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90399342' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-90371558</id><published>2003-03-08T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T14:10:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today me and birdiy went to toco bell.We also went to sea king.and the library we had fun while reading.then we went home.and then i stared writing in my blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/90371558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/90371558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90371558' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-89953873</id><published>2003-03-01T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T06:31:38.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YaY! today is march 1st. but it may not be march 1st for you because you might check my writing another day. oh well at least you get to see my writing. i told you it would be a cycle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/89953873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/89953873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89953873' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-89683588</id><published>2003-02-24T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T18:32:32.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>soon February is over. On saturday it will be March first. Then April. Then May. Then June. Then it's going to start all over again. it's a cycle! just like weeks.First sunday..then saturday.if you want to write something about cycles don't put an R in front of the C!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/89683588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/89683588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89683588' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099036.post-89681194</id><published>2003-02-24T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T18:39:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear friends, nicole campos loves writing stories. on this webpage, she will share some of her stories and thoughts with you. she hopes you like them very much. she wants lala to see it, and tita iris too. enjoy! -ninang m.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/89681194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099036/posts/default/89681194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolecampos.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89681194' title=''/><author><name>fireflung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/92/58/278529/2413419290495s.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
