Nikki explains it all

Stickers, Ponies, and Myspace.com!

2012-02-15T22:21:00.005-07:00

I wish I could claim I only have pictures like this from myspace. Whatev, sometimes it just needs to be done.

These Problems Matter

2012-02-09T20:02:00.002-07:00

Why do these things have to be so true for me?

Especially the one about being hungry and not going into the kitchen for fear of having to talk to people. I know I'm not alone! At least that's what I tell myself. Plus, James Van Der Beek's face is hilarious!

Don't ever leave cable Tina Fey

2012-01-11T23:23:00.000-07:00

Mi amigo Anderson Cooper

2011-10-11T20:36:00.000-06:00

I've never had anything against Anderson Cooper, but now he would be under my amigo's list on Facebook Chat with a smiley or winky emoticon by his name. And I don't even like emoticon's really... that much.

As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, we believe in Christ first and foremost, He is Our Savior and Redeemer. I wish people would stop judging and stop accusing us of being something we're not. I wish they would get to know what we stand for. No one should judge and point fingers saying someone's religion is something it's not. I am proud to belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and know that Heavenly Father is who I strive to be like everyday, and that will never change even when people try and paint it in another light. I will always stand as a witness of God.

School's Out Forever!

2011-09-15T17:09:00.004-06:00

I don't know why that song came into my mind when I was writing this post, but actually I do. Who likes school, especially when people ask you what year you're in and you think 5th, like a super senior in high school in my mind, and for some reason is embarassed to state that and says oh.. I'm a senior. I've been back in school for three weeks, alas almost a month, which is basically half way done with the semester.... right? Yeah, even I failed to make that seem right in my mind. The first day of school was like being a freshman for me all over again. Getting lost on campus ( but of course being too prideful to be like the actual freaks that hold a map) let's just say I just had a fieldtrip day. Getting lost on trax ( was still too prideful at the beginning, but then realized that my potential silence may have gotten me on the streets of West Valley, thus being involved in a mugging or having to join a gang). But I can say I'm becoming a city kind of girl. I LOVE Salt Lake so much, and since almost everyone is crazy here I feel like my usual crazy crap in comparison is not so crazy, you can't buy that kind of euphoria.

Still half true

2011-08-02T23:48:00.003-06:00

An internal battle I go through every week.

I love 2 stumble

2011-07-12T23:22:00.003-06:00

Ok guys, che che che check it out. Everyone should get a stumble account at stumbleupon.com. It's seriously the best time I've had on the internet for a second. You choose stuff you're interested in and POW, find the most random but awesome things. Like these Yo Mama Harry Potter jokes, some of them are lame but whatever, I'll probably use these when I'm in a heated HP argument one day?

Yo mama's so fat that the Sorting Hat put her in all four houses!
Yo mama's so fat that a wingardium leviosa spell couldn't lift her.
Yo mama's so fat, she makes Hagrid look like "Mini-me".
Yo mama's so fat, she tried to eat Cornelius Fudge.
Yo mama's so ugly, even a dementor wouldn't kiss her!
Yo mama's so fat the Sorting Hat assigned her to the House of Pancakes.
Yo mama's so stupid, she thinks Sirius Black is a hip hop station on satellite radio.
Yo mama's so ugly that the whomping willow saw her and died.
Yo mama's so stupid she thinks Patronus is a kind of Tequlia.
Yo Mama's so fat, her Patronus is a Double-Whopper with Cheese.
Yo mama's so fat, she used the invisibility cloak as a bib.
Yo mama's so fat that even the Dementors can't suck her soul out in one sitting.
Yo mama's so pasty, she makes Ron Weasely look like George Hamilton.
Yo mama's so fat, she looked in the mirror of Erised and saw a ham!
Yo mama's so old she gave Nicholas Flamel his first kiss.
Yo mama's so ugly that the Dementor's Kiss was swapped out for a hearty handshake and a promise to give her a call sometime.
Yo mama's so stupid, she drowned in a pensieve
Yo mama's so dumb she thought that she could talk to snakes if she put parsley on her tongue
Yo mama's so nasty, every pair of her panties has the Dark Mark on them.
Yo mama's so fat that if she confronted a boggart it would morph into a treadmill.
Yo Mama's so ugly that even Voldemort won't say her name.
Yo Mama's so poor she can't even afford a Gringotts account.
Yo mama's so fat that the sorting hat couldn't decide where to put her - she couldn't fit in any of the houses!!
Yo mama's so poor that Dobby gave her a sock to keep her foot warm.
Yo mama's so fat even Grawp can't pick her up!
Yo mama's so smelly, Bertie Bott made her his next jelly bean flavor.
Yo mama's so fat that it takes two boggarts to shape-shift into her!
Yo mama's so ugly that when the bassalisk snuck up on her and saw her face, HE dropped dead.
Yo mama's breath is the secret ingredient in the Weasly's Butterscotch Barf-ies.
Yo mama's so ugly that when she walked into Gringotts Wizarding Bank, they gave her a job application.
Yo mama's so ugly she turned the Basilisk to stone.
Yo mama's so skanky that the reason you're called a Half-Blood Prince is because she has no idea who your father is!
Yo mama's so dumb that a stupify spell actually made her smarter.
Yo mama's so stanky that not even dobby would accept one of her socks.
Yo mama's so fat that even her Quidditch robes have stretch marks.
Yo mama's so fat they'd have to use transfiguration to sneak her through the hole in the Gryffindor Tower.
Yo mama's so fat the core of her wand has a creame filling.
Yo mama's so poor she had to go to the Weasley's for a loan.
Yo mama's so ugly, she thought that Hogwarts were the growth on her thigh.
Yo mama's so ugly that as a baby they had to use the Confundus Charm so the family would play with her.
Yo mama's so ugly that when she asked Crabbe to take her to the Yule Ball, he decided to go with Goyle instead!

Final HP on thursday! One last hoorah for my kreacher outfit.

Past and Future Me

2011-06-06T18:43:00.005-06:00

This last week or so I've been hating past me, and for good reason. All of a sudden I feel like present me doesn't have to worry about the consequences of my choices, that's future Nikki's problem. Oh except hello, it really is my problem because I'm not someone else who isn't affected by my decisions. There's some crazy crap going on in my head. For real.

Like the other day I wore shorts,sandals and a short sleeve shirt. Me in the present is thinking: Hey it's so summery and awesome outside, how could you not be wearing this outfit right now? It's like the surface of the sun out there and I can't imagine the temperature going below this perfect 80 degrees. If it gets cold later and you get hypothermia, well that's all future Nikki's deal. How do I think that this is ok? As you can guess I was freezing my a off and pretty pissed off at past Nikki.

So, future Nikki that will be past Nikki when I make these bonehead judgements:stop being insane and think you can do whatever you want. I can't afford to pay for the consequences of being unprepared for tests,unfinished homework, and basically being naked when temperatures drop to 40 degrees.

Since I've been so harsh to future/past me, I just wanted future Nikki to know that present Nikki wishes her a happy cumpleanos in two days! Congrats, you!

Burnin' Up For You Baby

2011-05-20T11:05:00.004-06:00

I can't keep this in any longer guys, I have a new number one. For those of you who keep up with my top five, you may have thought I would have never taken the coveted number one spot away from Mr. Ryan Reynolds. And neither did I, come on, look at him.

But, I have to say there's someone that does it for me more now. William Levy.

I... just can't even describe how much I love this guy. And if you still question his beauty watch this video he did with J.Lo.

Praying to the Hair Gods

2011-04-13T13:04:00.008-06:00

You know what's a bad look for a guy? Being bald. You know what's an even worse look for a woman? Being bald. Lately I feel like I've been losing hair left and right. Every time I take a shower I feel like I'm moments closer to my fate of being a baldy. I can't rock that look, I mean it'd be one thing I could look like Demi Moore on G.I. Jane, where people raved over her natural beauty and thought she still looked awesome and bad a.

I know that I'd definitely look more like this guy though Maybe if this nightmare gets even worse I'll have to spring for a weave. By the way the girls on America's Next Top Model seasons 1-12 have made it seem, it looks like I'll be crying and making a huge melodramatic scene.

M.I.A., But Not Really.

2011-04-05T21:52:00.002-06:00

I could lie to you and say that life is so great/busy that I've completely forgotten about Nikki Explains It All, but we all know the truth, or at least I do. So here's to whoever wonders about me nightly, as am sure many of you do. I promise to be around more so you can read all about the abstract ponderings of my mind that mostly consists of tv, and tv.

Hasta Luego.

Too Little, Too Late

2011-01-25T18:03:00.011-07:00

Happy New Year everyone! I'm only 24-25 days late, but whatever, I've been Happy New Yeared in March, it was more uncomfortable then, I promise.

Usually I'm not the optimistic type who thinks that just because the number at the end of 200_ changes, that I'll miraculously become this generous, caring, emotion filled, twilight zone Nikki. But I must admit I made a goals list for 2011. Here's a sneak peek.

-Be Healthy, Bitch!
- Homemaker? That question mark will probably justify as an incomplete.
-Move OUT
Ok, the rest of the list is pretty boring, so I won't make you read anymore of it.

Another exciting/miserable milestone happened about a week ago. Spain. Did that really happen an entire year ago? I don't think it did, because I would never leave such a marvelous place where I had the best times of my life with my best 11 friends.

This year is shaping up already though. I went to the Sundance film festival where I saw more famous people than I probably will my entire life. James Franco, Michael Vartan, or Rick Fox didn't ask me to marry them, but I'll blame that on my hat that covered 3/4 of my face.

See? I can only blame myself

Let's hope the next eleven months of blog posts aren't so lame.

A Festivus For The Rest of Us!

2010-12-11T16:16:00.009-07:00

Ah Christmas. It's one of my favorite times of the year. That special time when I can make people give me gifts without feeling bad about it (not that I ever do). How could it not be anyone's number one holiday?
I kept expecting that saying of "it's better to give than recieve" to kick in, especially now that I'm an adult (yeah right),but to no avail.I'm still going strong with the mentality that nothing can top the feeling of seeing present after present with my name on it(even if my mom spells my name wrong, it's kind of a tradition in my mind though).
I get to open my presents at midnight on the 24th because that's what they do where my mom and dad are from, thank you Hispanic roots! That makes me feel slightly superior than everyone. This tradition is genius, I'm definitely not a morning person, no amount of anticipation would ever get me to wake up before 10, let's make it 11. So really I've lucked out, open presents at midnight, then sleep until 11, watch tv until my body has basically decomposed, and eat crap all day. It's really a Merry Christmas in the Noguera household.

A song dedicated to me

2010-11-21T14:38:00.011-07:00

Last night I was feeling down and Katy Perry's song "Firework" came on. It's like she was basically saying I know you are hating Microbiology and boys but you're still awesome Nikki. Thanks Katy, I know you were thinking about me when you wrote this because you sing about everything I'm feeling right now. Plus she talks about the fourth of July, which is one of my favorite holidays, and she compares me to a firework, which she must know I love.

On another note, HP 7 was AWESOME! It had me stupefied.

Pumpkin Pasties and Licorice Wands

2010-11-15T11:15:00.005-07:00

This is going to be a grrrreeat week my pee pees. Imagine my surprise when I realized HP 7 was in fact coming out this week. So on Friday Alexandra Thomas used her functioning ear to hear that Movin' 100.7 was giving away free Harry tickets at Albertson's. Too good to be true right? But, there some overweight guy sat with a table of tickets all alone. We both got two each to an even better showing than we already have. We are actually going with other people for once, so they're of no use to us. SO, if you happen to be desperately searching for some tickets look no further. I would expect all of my true friends to already have tickets, but no judging here, I wouldn't mind making a cool 17.50 off of you. So tell your wives, tell your kids, tell your friends.
Can't wait to put this on again, it's like Cinderella putting on her glass slipper, a perfect fit.

This is really starting to ruin my life

2010-10-13T11:56:00.004-06:00

A window. Into my bedroom. That's right. I have this window that used to be covered by a lovely tree and shrubbery, but about two months ago my mom decided to trim most of the tree that gave me all the privacy I needed. Now I live in constant fear, everyday. The neighbors parallel to me/anyone who's driving by can see my whole life. Every dance, any nose pick, and even worse, every region of skin they want. I try to pull down my screen whenever I'm in an "exposed situation" but it would be like having a full time job trying to do that crap. I never realized how good I had it with that tree. It provided me a hiding mechanism when I didn't want to talk to someone asking for me at the front door, spying on my neighbors(i never really cared to do that but I would now if I had that tree), you know and other cool stuff. The worst part is that the neighbors have kids, stupid kids that play outside all the time. I'm thinking about moving into the living room until that tree grows back. Or the kids will just grow up faster then they expected.

Just when I thought tv couldn't get any better

2010-09-28T23:23:00.005-06:00

I found another show to add to my dvr today, the buried life. Why didn't I think of this before? It's the coolest concept ever. Their tag line is "what do you want to do before you die?" but they say it with unnecessary pauses in between the sentence for emphasis, i kind of like it though. In case you've never seen it these 4 guys have a list of 100 things they want to do, and for everything they cross off their list they help some person accomplish one of their things.

So here's some of the crap I want to do in no particular order

1. Go skydiving

2. Get voice lessons/sing in front of an audience

3. Be in the middle of the wave pool at seven peaks(without drowning in case that wasn't clear)

4. Have an unplanned food fight(for a reference watch eddie's million dollar cook off)

5. Work as Jasmine at Disney World

6. Date someone that's out of my league

7. Learn parkour

8. Win a food eating contest

9. Give a talk at church without writing it

10. Have a dance battle like the end of Step Up 2

11. Go dog sledding in the Arctic

12. Drive across the country

13. Work with Tina Fey

So, what do you.. want to do.. before you die?

My struggle with them

2010-09-06T23:51:00.003-06:00

You know, boys. Men if you will. Ok so not just any guy, I'm above average at interacting/not looking like a bone head with guys I look down on. It's the ones with the features that can make me sweat and lose my cool that I have trouble with. Every. single.time. I can go about ruining my encounters in different ways, but the results are usually very consistent.

Example 1: I'm walking down the hall with one of my friends looking exceedingly great at being a human. Talking, laughing, walking,you know looking like I've got things going for me. I make some comment to the friend and this hot guy intervenes looking all friendly and well ,hot.

Here's my thought process: here is some guy that's actually engaged you for an opening in a conversation with a great physique. You should give him some idiot one word answer so there could be no possibility for him to reply.

I don't need to go on do I?

Example 2: Never do I sit by any of the hot guys(only applicable this semester) in my classes. My brain thinks the exact opposite of any normal person. I'll just sit the furthest away from them, act repulsed by their presence in the class,and never so much as let a syllable slip from my lips to them. It makes sense at the time.

Example 3 (probably my favorite): Silence. Yes, that's right. Now usually in a social setting, this happens when the male in question has in my mind descended from a cloud. I should just be humbled that he was willing to be in the same party, state, country, solar system. This is my highest state of nervousness, brain function and body movements cease to exist. Thus, putting on the invisibility cloak over myself to the particular male goddess and even close acquaintances.

Don't think I want a boyfriend,but I do eventually need to improve some of my methods to eventually convince someone to be with me. Any tips would be appreciated.

Go Green or Something

2010-06-29T10:13:00.005-06:00

This cruiser is my new best friend. Even though getting up hills makes me feel like I'm pushing the physiological limits of my little body,I still love every moment we spend together. Takes me back to the days when I decided to learn how to ride a bike at age 11, clearly the best decision I've made thus far in my life.

Summa Summa Summatime.

2010-06-03T21:36:00.006-06:00

Any opportunity to shake my (although small but still there) booty is a good time for me. I went to a Zumba class with Dora today, and couldn't get enough of the salsa/dame mas gasolina music. I felt just like my girl Britney, and that is not a bad thing in my book.
On another note, my latin self is almost over the hill turning the big 21. This a big year for me, I have one last shot to get on the Disney Channel before it becomes pathetic. Some names that come to mind: Ashley Tisdale or the brother on Hannah Montana (he's like 30 in case you didn't know).
I shamefully started a twitter to try to win some Jonas tickets, nnlatin, still not sure I'm ready to have people read my secrets.

Yesterday was the first day it actually felt like summer to me, eating, having fun with people I don't hate, and games. I feel like nature is finally inviting me to come to the cool kids' party I've wanted to go to for months.

It's a good day to be Mexican

2010-05-05T10:06:00.005-06:00

I found this picture today. Made me laugh.

Thank you for GEN-X and the Americanized version of your food.

There's no better way to celebrate your people than by having a party with a cliche pinata of a donkey with a sombrero,and salsa made at Harmons.

This may be slightly.. you know, the r word. So what who cares.

Happy Cinco!

Nerd Herd

2010-04-23T13:53:00.012-06:00

I keep telling myself just one more. Seven hours later I still haven't showered, relieved myself, or spoken to anyone from my same species. I'm on a deadline to catch up with the latest season, and for those of you who know me, when I put my mind to something I won't give up until it's achieved. Sadly this successful attitude applies only to tv related goals.

He can come fix my computer anytime.

Livin' in America

2010-04-13T16:20:00.011-06:00

Yes, it is true. Guess who's back, back again.
Land of the free, home of the Whopper.

Three months, 20 zits, and 5 pounds later I've returned to the homeland.

I've had to re familiarize myself with things I never thought I would have to

Such as:

Making a call/texting people back

The toilet flusher (they have buttons and they're on the top)

Watching television

Not eating delicious baguettes everyday

Having no where to go

Populations not speaking in Spanish

Having to serve myself food

Remembering that things don't include tax

Ugly, poor dressed boys

I know I'm complaining, but Spain was honestly the best thing that's ever happened to me. It just pointed out how boring and uncool my life was before all this.

Plus, how could I not have the best time ever when I got to go with some of the most genial girls I have ever met? Os amo mis Tias.

Nostalgic Pics (Insert Rascal Flatts song here)

Sorry this is such a sad post it's just that, I Miss you Spain.

My top fav moment of Spain

2010-04-06T10:51:00.008-06:00

Many people go through their lives never getting the chance to meet his or her (in my case) number one celebrity. I'm ecstatic to say that on March 30,2010, I saw Selena Gomez with my very own pure Disney loving eyes. I was straight up trippin to say the least.

I shoved my little body through this crowd.

Spain's very own Disney 365! I'm not going to sit here and

say I didn't try to get in his shot countless times. I

saw a chance and I took it.

Of course the picture that I will soon laminate and

put in my bedroom.

Gracias for making my Spanish dreams come true Selena.

I do realize the creepiness of this post btw.

Las Fallas are on FIRE!

2010-03-28T09:22:00.010-06:00

Valencia has a celebration once a year where they build paper mache floats that cost more than my life, and then proceed to burn them on fire. Las Fallas.

Before

After

Imagine the fourth of July, but even better. All day long explosions of illegal proportions would be going on, making me feel like I was in a war zone. Plus look at these delights that stared at me everywhere I went.

Rebecca and I became pyromaniacs with the firecrackers Landas bought us. We were acting like pre-teen boys as we tried to compete with the illegal fireworks some ten year old boys had.

Look at how cool I look drinking Valencian Horchata. (don't be fooled by my springtime shirt, it was actually pretty cold outside.) It tasted nothing like the Horchata I know and love, but being on this study abroad has made me eat and/ or drink anything in sight, in fear of never knowing when I'll have another meal again.

Again, I plowed through this Paella and was not ashamed that I looked desperately hungry, and even ate the snail that accompanied it. It wasn't that bad either, but that could just be the hunger talking.

Woke up at 6 am and didn't get home until 7am the next morning. As you can see, the end of our journey was not kind to us in the slightest.

A day in Retiro Park

2010-03-24T07:36:00.005-06:00

The other day Meredit, Riley, and I had the opportunity to hang out and/or exercise at the hottest spot in Madrid. Pues nada, Check it out. Vale?

Naughty Norte

2010-03-08T04:03:00.019-07:00

As if being in Spain weren't enough, we get to go on vacations within a vacation.

Our first stop of the trip was this little town called Coca, boy did we start off with a bang. Pictured above are the three boys that thought that taking a picture with them meant we wanted to have their offspring. They followed us around liked diseased little rodents, while doing explicit gestures expecting us to give ourselves to them. When that didn't work one of them flashed us with his crown jewel. Aren't we lucky?

We got to go to the cathedral of León, where they had some of the most beautiful stained glass I have ever seen. Stay with me here, I'm thinking this could go in my master bathroom.

I know it doesn't look like much of a difference, but we went from a 4 star hotel ( the one with the bed I was actually willing to pose on) to a roach infested 2 star the next. The Hotel España felt like a Juvi, don't tease me with these upscale hotels just to get slapped in the face with a place that most likely gave me bedbugs.

Some of the highlights of the trip included eating at a kebab place that had the only delicious food in Burgos. We loved it so much we came back to Ali Baba not once, but twice. A little of it had to do with that fact that the owner had a slammin bod and he looked like a demi god. The picture unfortunately doesn't do him justice, but just trust me.

Dance party in the moldy hallway of our hotel. Included are the Holbrook kids shakin what Deb and Landes gave them, and music from a sole i pod touch that was easily drowned out from just talking.

I'll let the Catedral de Burgos do the talking for this one.

Useful tips for Madrid nightlife

2010-03-03T10:30:00.022-07:00

1. Being American is like being the golden snitch. As soon as they hear those Anglo-Saxon words come out of your mouth, expect to be as popular as Obama or the McDonald's emblem. Don't ask me why, maybe they just know we are as superior like we already know we are.

2. Be prepared to be overwhelmed by the amount of beautiful men. Now this city is not for the frumpy people of the world, 8 out of 10 boys could be doing an Armani campaign at this moment. What are the Spaniard people doing to create such physically beautiful people? Unfortunately, the other 2 of the 10 boys will be ugly, but that won't stop them from creeping on you countless times, just because you happened to glance in their general direction for a split second.

3. Get ready to smell like sweat/smoke/sin/alcohol. I thought I had some idea of how to party, but apparently by small town ways are as conventional as the pony express. We got to Kapital around 12:30, a decent party hour most people would say. I guess we Americans have a different idea of late, most people didn't get there till at least 1:30. Just be aware if you want to actually see people at the club you should arrive no earlier than the time just stated. Another tip, If you want to look cool you HAVE TO dance with a cig in one hand, and your preferred alcoholic beverage in the other. I can't even tell you how many times I got burned by the end of a cigarette when I was dancing.

4. Have enough stamina to dance until 5:30 in the morning. If you leave at three you might as well not even show up. Luckily by that time you forget all about the fact that you feel like a homeless man that's been rained on. Side effects include: glazed eyes, incoherent thoughts, willingness to do anything for a bed, bad breath, and if you're lucky, a regretful decision.

5. Avoid looking like you've been run over by the end of the night. Even if you don't consume any liquor, you still manage to feel slightly hungover the next day. Don't expect to leave the house the following day, so you can burn your clothes and maybe get a toxic shower. Will I ever do this again? I've already picked out my outfit for next weekend.

Holy Toledo!

2010-01-31T11:15:00.014-07:00

Iglesia of Toledo

Holy Toledo is right my friends. This little city looks like something off the Lord of the Rings, anyone who's anyone knows that that makes it legitimately awesome. We saw a bunch of beautiful churches like the one above, of course we couldn't take any pictures, but trust me when I say I'm pretty sure there was a handful of dead priests in some rooms that were "off limits." Did I mention the amount of gold that was used in the decor? A handful of that would make me richer than the sultan.

Sure history is important, but you can't pass up a torture museum when it presents itself before you.

There Meredith and I are climbing up to Mordor, and for your viewing pleasure a panoramic pic of Toledo in all it's beauty. We finished our frigid experience going into a panaderia that was known for its Marzipan. It was good, but our bambas con nata (heavenly cream filled pastry) was like eating a perfect fluffy white cloud in the sky.

I'm going to the dirrtty south tomorrow for a week, it's going to be tizight!

Did anyone catch my reference to a certain Disney movie? You'll forever have my heart if you did.

Madrid, You da best I ever had

2010-01-16T12:54:00.005-07:00

I thought I knew what love was, until Madrid came along. Everything about this city wreaks of coolness. I never want to leave. The architecture is breathtaking, the food is mouthwatering, and the hombres are caliente. Everyday is a new adventure, whether it be taking the bus and seeing all the senior citizens cursing out the bus driver for driving too slow, or getting pushed by strangers into the subway like a sardine, and getting felt up by an old man. What a beautiful life I'm living.

The other day we went into the city, where we went to a chocolateria and had churros and hot chocolate. Now that I'm writing it, however, hot chocolate isn't an accurate description of what it was. It was literally melted chocolate in a cup. It was so thick that everytime I attempted to drink it I would be dehydrated from how rich it was. Take a look for yourself.

I'm more than excited to see what else Madrid has to offer, and believe me when I say I'm going to explore the crap out of this city. Mark my words.

Goodbye my sweet Provho

2010-01-05T15:18:00.012-07:00

Ah 2010, another year begins. I actually realized how much i despise this holiday. Maybe it's because I shut down like a robot at the thought of change, or because nothing I've ever done on this armpit of a holiday has ever been awesome/fun/with a boy. Enough of this crap, let's get down to the true reason of this post.

Yes the rumors are true, this little girl is on her way back to where the Noguera legacy all began. A city where the liquor is like agua and where the men will basically molest you with their eyes (but i guess that's true for most European cities).

Madrid

Isn't it beautiful? If i could cheat on Provo with another city this would be it. So stay tuned senoras y senores, (which I'm pretty confident is only senoras that read this) oh and i have yet to figure out how to do the accent mark on the keyboard, another mystery in my life that i will not care enough to figure out.

Try to restrain yourself like I am

2009-12-17T15:04:00.011-07:00

This is making me reconsider hanging out at high schools.

And becoming a creepy cougar.

TV= My B.F.F.

2009-11-10T15:03:00.019-07:00

You know those people who don' t have time to watch t.v.?, because of their hectic lives and having better things to do than wasting their day in front of a screen? Well not me, I may have school and some homework but I still manage to find time in my day to watch a mere 4 solid hours of television. Don't ask me how i do it, it's taken me practically my whole life to get to this professional level of t.v. watching. It takes determination, obedience, and having little to no social life. These are the shows that keep me from leaving my house on most weekends. Glee

I would love to be in this cast, mostly because Puck is beautiful and Finn is such a cutie. The others have good voices but i could do without the gay and wheelchair kid. I'm not too fond of Quinn and her slicked back, ringlet ponytail either. Besides that, the songs are the only things worthy of being played on my ipod these days.

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

Green Ghouls. This my friends is one of the funniest shows on tv, thank you Jordyn! I wish my life was even half as funny as these 5 misfits. Usually the chick is never funny on these types of shows but she can hold her own.

Colbert Report

Another display of humor at its best, Stephen Colbert is a genius. His satirical ways never get old, and makes me pee a little sometimes.

So You Think You Can Dance

Usually filled with sweet dances, don't judge the show if you've only seen the ballroom routines. Has at least one to two hot guys with good to amazing bodies.

Say Yes to the Dress

Brides, Dresses, Drama. This is kind of like ANTM, in the way that i have to watch 12 episodes in a row and love but hate how it makes me feel. 30 Rock

I'll admit that I have a girl crush on Tina Fey, but only because she has to be hilarious to come up with a show like this. She's not afraid to be insane, and i can respect that.

Gossip Girl

Besides the obvious fact that Nate, Dan, and especially Chuck are bangin, it's cool to be loaded and good looking.

Skewl Suxs

2009-09-22T19:26:00.009-06:00

Sure higher education is important, yet I can't help feeling like drop kicking school in the face right now. Let's start with the tests, around 50 questions of what might as well be gibberish to me because I can't seem to retain anything I had studied for, plus I seem to get nervous when I begin to look at that stupid scantron. (like it's some hot guy I'm trying to impress? ) Not to mention those uncomfortable chairs and the unstable temperature (I'm either persperating like a 300 pound man, or trying to make my frail little body into a ball to avoid frostbite.) Testing center my butt, they're basically rooting for you to fail.
Homework, didn't we just learn this material in class? I got the jist of the subject, why is there a need to actually make me go over this again, I have priorities, my DVR won't watch itself.

I guess most of my hatred of this semester has to do with the awful, never useful ( no matter how relevant they pretend to make it seem) mathematics. Has anyone ever asked you "What qualifications do you have for this job?" "Oh and can you solve these systems of equations?" After twenty years of life I've decided MATH IS NOT IMPORTANT. Can I get an Amen?

Maybe this whole school thing is not for me, homework? Nah I've got everything I need to know via Disney Channel. So people let's start a new trend where being qualified for your job is nonexistent. The architect is 25% sure the building will be stable, Your doctor will spin a wheel to decide which medicine to prescribe you. Your dentist will dig into random teeth to look for your cavities, but don't sweat it too much if he doesn't find them, you could get lucky and have enough teeth in the front of your mouth to still smile for pictures.

L'chaim Summer

2009-08-10T12:19:00.003-06:00

Although the title of this doesn't really make sense, I'm allowing it to happen as it has become my favorite new word courtesy of the Black Eyed Peas.

Inevitably summer is fleeting right before my eyes, with the threat of school just around the corner. I honestly can't tell you what these 105 (approximate number) days of the season have to show for all that I've done, but it doesn't even matter. It's the time when you can eat a slice of watermelon on your porch, when the temperature couldn't be more perfect. Going swimming all day until your eyes hurt from the chlorine, and you've got a wicked burn that will assure you that perfect bronze tan.

Getting to hang out with your pals from 11 in the morning to 1 in the morning doing whatever tickles your fancy .

Watching copious amounts of some stupid t.v. show you would never watch, just because you've got the time. Walking out your front door and not having to worry about bringing a jacket, or worrying if shorts were a bad decision. Feeling like school never even happened, and you can't even imagine a time when it will be colder than 75 degrees. BBQ's and those summer anthems like "Fire Burning ". I'll be sad to see you go Summer, you've been nothing but good to me. Until Fall greets us I'm happy to have you around.

Felix Felicis

2009-06-28T22:04:00.017-06:00

As I was doing my mandatory reading of Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, I approached the chapter of Felix Felicis. Harry is one lucky SOB, I'll tell you that much. After much deliberation, I'd have to say these things/people would add up to my perfect day.

A whole day with a tween sensation, you can't go wrong here.

Ignore the people.. and the fact that it looks nothing like a chocolate slip and slide. I can accept that Google can sometimes disappoint you.

I love fruity. An endless supply of fruity drinks. If I drank, these would be my downfall.

Singing: Good
Dancing: Even Better

I want the rest of my life to feel just like a High School Musiiiccalllll! Life would be spot on with Zac Efronesque guys in your life singing a hot number like " Can I have this Dance" with you, or an Epic duo with your pal of choice singing " I want it all". Or something.

Look at Christian Bale he is PERFECT. He's number one on my " Goddess" list. With that being said he'd definitely be my male companion on this magical day.

BEST. DAY. EVER.

A letter to me

2009-06-01T11:47:00.002-06:00

Dear Nikki,

Well, the time we have feared is slowly creeping up, our childhood moments are coming to it's end. All you have is this last week to enjoy your adolescence, forget about liking Hannah Montana, having the e-mail sweetdancer_2, or getting those embarrasing stains on your mouth from eating otter pops. Those things will no longer be viewed as cute or acceptable because as soon as June 8th rolls around you'll be an adult. I know you're thinking what I'm thinking, I'll have to start carrying around a briefcase and use words like corpulent or nincompoop. Nikki, it's been a good run though, these 19 years have been nothing but good to us. Let's reminisce shall we....
Age: 6
There I was watching some cartoons in my tweety bird shoes, my brother who was 15 at the time started to mess with me. As he was towering over me, I couldn't help but loath every word that was coming out of his mouth. I curled my hand into a fist and punched him in the mouth, needless to say I showed him who was boss that day, he went crying like a girl in a training bra to the bathroom. Victory never tasted so sweet.

Age: 7 or 8ish
Going to Disneyland alone was the best thing ever, but they managed to bring it up a notch. The parades are already as magical as any kid could ever imagine, all the Disney gang gathered together on floats who's beauty exceeds that of the 7 world wonders. I was merely an observer licking those lollipops that could last you a week ,when suddenly my hand was tugged. Usually tugging is something that makes me want to rip out the other person's intestines but when Donald Duck did it I couldn't have wanted it any other way. He motioned me to the float and it was as if the world had froze and it was just me and Donald, I skipped to the float and he handed me some shiny confetti. I have it till this day.

I'm not just saying this but you're the coolest girl I know.
Love, ME

Ode to my mother dearest

2009-05-10T17:59:00.000-06:00

You're the only person i can be screaming at but be having a casual, normal ,conversation with.
You're the only person that can hit me with a sandal when you're mad at me and make me laugh.
You're the only person that would scream at the police even after her daughter ran into someones fence.
You're the only person that after almost twenty years still spells my name on Christmas presents "Nicky" instead of Nikki.
You're the only person that puts on music and forces me to dance around the house with you.

You're the only person that's been with me through it all.
You're the only person that knows me best.
You're the only person I know loves me no matter what i do.
You're the only person I want to be like.

Oh My JONAS!

2009-03-31T14:05:00.000-06:00

July 4th, 2009, will probably be one of the best days of my life ,not only because the 4th of July is one of my favorite holidays, but because those nigs are coming to Provo for the Stadium of FIRE ! It's pretty close up there with my birth, the first time i went to Disneyland, and when i learned to ride a bike at age 11(you think i'm kidding). Granted it's about 4 months away, but it's not going to stop me from planning right now. What I'm going to do is stake out at their fancy hotel and wow them with my quick wit and charm, if all goes as planned I'll be co-starring on their new show J.O.N.A.S. By that time, Nick or Joe (I'm not picky) will realize how irresistable i am and we'll begin our live's together as Nikki and Joe or Nick Jonas. I'll be sure to remember all of you when I'm living in my Hollywood Hill's mansion with either Jonas, and recording my hook on the latest Jonas brother's hit.

My only link to the cyber world

2009-03-01T22:14:00.000-07:00

After much deliberation (and when i mean deliberation i mean getting on the internet and having no place to go) I have finally decided to dive into the world of blogging. I would have started blogging much sooner in my youth but honestly i feel inadequate because my life pretty much consists of me eating and some t.v. watching, I've got a lot going on in life as you can tell.
The ultimate reason I made the big plunge, however, is I decided to give up Facebook for Lent. What is Lent you ask? Well, I having been a catholic for half of my life should be able to tell you all about it, but really I don't think I learned much about the religion my whole ten years, I'm probably one of those people who was a terrible example of a catholic. When i Googled Lent it's supposed to be fasting and praying, but since I'm no longer a Catholic, Facebook will more than suffice.
My non Facebook life has been much harder than i anticipated, I find myself thinking about it a lot and I'm ashamed to say that Facebook is a big part of my daily rountine. Has anyone gotten engaged since I was last on? Did that hot guy add me? Are there any new tagged pictures of me? Those are the questions that haunt me in my sleep and won't be known until Easter. Even though it might sound like I hate life without it there have been some pro's about this situation. I don't waste my life on a website for hours a day, hating that I've been on it so much that my mini feed hasn't even changed. I do my homework a little faster, that is when i resist getting on youtube to search for " Jonas Brothers photoshoots" or " Funny Pranks". Yeah i realize they're not the coolest things to search for but you're lying to yourself if you haven't entered similar phrases into that search box. This time without Facebook will allow me to fufill dreams I've never had time for such as:
- Mastering that tounge rolling skill
-Painting a mural of my first dog Ore in my room
-Getting into crazy shenanigans
-Learning every Harry Potter spell
-Estimating the worth of my beanie babies
- Wear my prom dress around the house
- Reading every Goosebumps that was ever written
- Convince my mom to get an automatic toilet

So don't worry about me, I've got big plans.