<?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-3169322</id><updated>2011-08-09T17:59:57.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Nikki</title><subtitle type='html'>blah</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missnikki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3169322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnikki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686630306157678244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3169322.post-6219936</id><published>2001-10-09T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-10-09T13:17:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OcToBeR 9th, 2o01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was okay. Although my teachers being alil whore, It*s all good though, Cause i really dont care what she has to say or thinks anyway. ;0) HmMmM..Trying tot hink of what i can get into. I Can*t find BJ, So i gues want be chilling with him tonight unless he calls or otherwise comes by. Talked to him lastnight and he was supposed to skip school with me but i didn*t see him so guess he didnt go. *shurgs* oh well. I like have-n- friendship relationships after a break up. Then they kinda become my bitch. LoL. It*s so cold! I went with my brothers girl to a friends  tennis game last night. That was very interesting. Not something i*d do but if you like that sorta thing. More Power To Ya!!! ;0) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3169322-6219936?l=missnikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3169322/posts/default/6219936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3169322/posts/default/6219936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missnikki.blogspot.com/2001_10_07_archive.html#6219936' title=''/><author><name>Nikki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686630306157678244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
