tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84763442011-04-21T20:51:09.158-07:00This is basically about my world/life...yours too if ya post!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03457287551315636169noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8476344.post-1096223097099618092004-09-26T11:12:00.000-07:002004-09-26T11:34:34.066-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I'm sexy, I'm cute, I'm popular to boot</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I'm bitchin, great hair</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>the boys all love to stare.</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">I'm wanted,</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">I'm hott</span></strong> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I'm everything your not.</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>I'm pretty, I'm cool</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>I dominate the school</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Who am I?</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Just guess.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Guys wanna touch my chest.</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I'm rockin, I smile</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>and many think I'm vile.</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>I'm flyin, I jump,</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>you can look but dont you hump.</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I'm major, I roar</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I swear I'm not a whore!</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>We cheer and we lead</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>We act like were on weed</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>Hate us cuz we're beautiful</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>well we dont like you either.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>We're cheerleaders,</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>we are cheerleaders. Roll Call..</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>UH-HUH!!</strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Call me Big red</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>I'm W-W-Whitney</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>C-C-C-Courtney REOW!!</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Dude its Darcy</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>I'm Big Bad Carver YEAH!!</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#33ffff;"><strong>they call me Kasey!</strong></span> <br /> <br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I'm still Big Red!!</span></strong> <br /> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I sizzle, I scorch</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>but now I pass the torch.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>The ballots are in</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>and 1 girl had to win.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>She's perkey, she's fun</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>and now she's number one.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>K-kick it Torance</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>T-T-T-Torance!</strong></span> <br /> <br /><strong>(Music)</strong> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>I'm strong and I'm loud,</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>I'm gonna make you proud</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>I'm T-T-Torance,</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>your captain Torance!</strong></span> <br /><strong></strong> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Lets go Toros!</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong></strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>We are the Toros,</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>the mighty, mighty Toros.</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>We're so terrific</strong></span> <br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>WE MUST BE THE TOROS!!</strong></span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8476344-109622309709961809?l=nikzworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03457287551315636169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8476344.post-1096168909107148962004-09-25T22:21:00.000-07:002004-09-26T09:33:50.656-07:00<strong><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;">Yo! Wassup?</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">This might be a lil borin' to ya...</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">so don't let it be a draaaaaaag!</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Comment onsome shyt!</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">*Ahem*..I got a lil carried away</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">heh...lol...well ...uhhhmmm... I guess enjoy</span></strong> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8476344-109616890910714896?l=nikzworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03457287551315636169noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8476344.post-1096170821569446482004-09-25T20:37:00.000-07:002004-09-26T09:44:08.486-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I saw her today.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">I saw him today.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">It seems like its been forever.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">I wonder if he still cares.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">She looks better than before.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">I couldnt stop staring at him.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I asked her "how things were going."</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">I asked him about his "new girlfriend."</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I'd choose her over any other girl I'm with.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">He's probably really happy now.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I couldnt look at her without starting to cry.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">He coulnt even look at me!</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I tolled her "I miss her."</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">He dosnt mean it...</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I meant it. I love her.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">He loves his new girlfriend.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I held her for the last time.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">He gave me a friendly hug.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">Then I went home and cried.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">Then I went home and cried.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy:</span> <span style="color:#3366ff;">I lost her.</span></strong></span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Girl:</span> <span style="color:#ff99ff;">I still love him.</span></strong></span> <br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">Wuts with that? I think its cute. The best thing I heard. Will that ever happen to me? Will I ever find that guy where I cant stop thinkin about him?</span></strong> <br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong> <br /> <br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>I want to be the girl you point out to your friends and say "thats her!" So why cant I be that girl to you?</strong></span></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">and why is it hard for guys to believe it when a girl says "I LOVE YOU!" Why?</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>Sometimes I really do feel lost, and sometimes I just want to sit and cry my heart out to someone. When will I ever find that someone to cry my heart to? That's what I really want to know.</strong></span></p><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8476344-109617082156944648?l=nikzworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03457287551315636169noreply@blogger.com0