tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64436077744066558862011-04-21T20:15:53.909-07:00"The miracle is not to fly in the air, or to walk on the water; but to walk on the earth"nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443607774406655886.post-46687624757389088642008-03-05T04:00:00.000-08:002008-03-05T05:02:40.299-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R86ZYPNe7TI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BoMSLMQi_9U/s1600-h/Image..-0199.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174241663574273330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R86ZYPNe7TI/AAAAAAAAAEA/BoMSLMQi_9U/s200/Image..-0199.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R86Y-PNe7SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OMxF5-I6CCo/s1600-h/Image..-0198.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174241216897674530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R86Y-PNe7SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/OMxF5-I6CCo/s200/Image..-0198.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">My Butterfly <span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span></span></strong></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">I made it with L.O.V.E.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">It was F.U.N. making it </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">but at the same time D.I.F.F.I.C.U.L.T</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">whew! ü</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443607774406655886-4668762475738908864?l=janinaobias-ninascorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443607774406655886.post-54443694100546440682008-02-29T17:40:00.000-08:002008-02-29T18:15:41.628-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R8i0lmO6JgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zPgC7zbH724/s1600-h/Image..-0204.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172582730046252546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R8i0lmO6JgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zPgC7zbH724/s320/Image..-0204.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">I</span> really <span style="color:#009900;">enjoyed</span> <span style="color:#3333ff;">making</span> <span style="color:#993399;">this </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">picture</span> frame </span><span style="color:#009900;">=)</span></strong><br /><em><span style="color:#ff6666;">EspeciaLLy the decorating part =p</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Can you beLieve it is made of "carton" ?? </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"><em><strong>It is easy &amp; fun to make </strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">and it doesnt cost much <strong>♥</strong></span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;">It brought out my <em><strong>creativity</strong></em> =DD</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33ccff;">I was really happy when I finished making it</span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">and I am happy that I learned how to make IT</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span>♥<span style="color:#33cc00;">♥</span><span style="color:#33ccff;">♥</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">♥</span><span style="color:#ffcc66;">♥</span><span style="color:#ff6666;">♥</span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">♥<span style="color:#ff6600;">♥</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">♥</span><span style="color:#33ccff;">♥</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">♥</span><span style="color:#ffcc66;">♥</span><span style="color:#ff6666;">♥</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span><span style="color:#ff6600;">♥</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">♥</span><span style="color:#33ccff;">♥</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">♥</span></span><span style="color:#ffcc66;">♥</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443607774406655886-5444369410054644068?l=janinaobias-ninascorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443607774406655886.post-13362424344511302132008-02-22T19:00:00.000-08:002008-02-22T19:18:16.085-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R7-QL2CI3LI/AAAAAAAAACI/m3EgxY_WI7Q/s1600-h/3461979019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170009430402063538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R7-QL2CI3LI/AAAAAAAAACI/m3EgxY_WI7Q/s320/3461979019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">He is all I can think of everyday and every night</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Even though I know he is not RIGHT</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">He is the reason why I SMILE in the morning</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">But he is also the reason why I CRY at night</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">When I think of him, my heart beats faster</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">When I see him, I feel like my heart will explode</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">But I know he is happy with someone else</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I just feel like my heart is suffering a million deaths</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I know I am young and stupid</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I know I am a fool for Love</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Even though my heart is aching </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I still cant deny that </span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I L♥VE HIM</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443607774406655886-1336242434451130213?l=janinaobias-ninascorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443607774406655886.post-41919389091560491512008-02-18T07:22:00.001-08:002008-02-21T02:55:38.439-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R7mi_GCI3KI/AAAAAAAAACA/odE9bqiHXhg/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168341252219395234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0eyDZxSsZ4/R7mi_GCI3KI/AAAAAAAAACA/odE9bqiHXhg/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;">If there are words to describe what kind of Family I have</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;">It would be GREAT, Loving &amp;&amp; Strong</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;">They give me hope, they give me warmth</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;">Whenever I feel like giving up</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#993399;">My Family is my INSPIRATION</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#993399;">They inspire me to do my best</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#993399;">Whenever I feel like dying</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#993399;">They give me reasons to live</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#993399;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#009900;">I L♥VE them with all my heart</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#009900;">And I know they L♥VE me as much</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#009900;">If you wanna know how much they mean to me</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#009900;">Maybe this will help</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">♥ ♥ ♥</span> <span style="color:#ff6600;">"THEY ARE MY EVERYTHING!"</span> </em></strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>♥♥♥</em></strong><br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443607774406655886-4191938909156049151?l=janinaobias-ninascorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443607774406655886.post-72067443774044175942008-02-12T22:28:00.000-08:002008-02-12T22:43:21.755-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">My name is </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">JANINA</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I L<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">♥</span>VE to eat sweets</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I am a Chocoholic</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">But I also L<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">♥</span>VE meat</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Like a candy, I can be sweet</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Like a makahiya plant, I am shy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Like a bird, I want to soar</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">This is me, Deal with it! =DD</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I am nice if you treat me nicely</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I am mean if you treat me badly</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I L<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">♥</span>VE my Family and my Friends too</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">So treat us nicely and we'll L♥VE you too =)</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443607774406655886-7206744377404417594?l=janinaobias-ninascorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443607774406655886.post-73506510866642448882008-02-10T04:25:00.000-08:002008-02-10T05:27:32.020-08:00My name is <strong>Janina L. Obias</strong><br />My family and friends call me <em><strong>Nina</strong></em>♥ for short...<br />I am just a <span style="color:#cc33cc;">normal girl</span> w/ normal friends, normal stuffs and normal life.. (I guess)<br />I have high <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">HOPES</span></em> and <em><span style="color:#3333ff;">DREAMS</span></em><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">My attitude towards YOU reflects your attitude towards ME</span>, so if I treat you bad dont complain coz its really your fault<br />I hate people who treat me badly, so if you think Im not gonna fight back, THINK AGAIN!<br /><span style="color:#009900;">I am nice to the people who are nice to me</span>... But some people take my nice attitude for granted, JUST BECAUSE IM NICE TO THEM DOESNT MEAN THEY CAN PUSH ME AROUND!<br />They are the reason why i've changed...<br /><em>But dont worry, I will continue being nice to the people I like =)</em><br />hmm... when I L<span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span>VE someone, I dont show it sometimes cause Im a <span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>GIRL</strong></span>, boys must make the first move, so if they dont move, nothing will happen.. <em>Dont expect ME to make a move</em>..<br />I dont like guys who are BASTOS... grr.. There are plenty of guys who are "bastos" these days..<br />anyways..<br />I am<span style="color:#ff6600;"> </span><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">impatient</span> sometimes</em>, so if I am in a bad mood, its better if you dont talk to me until Im not angry anymore... But sometimes I hide my anger..<br />When I am so <span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong>quiet</strong></span>, it means Im not in the mood or Im tired...<br />When I act <span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>crazy</strong></span>, it means I have nothing to do or I am bored..<br />When you see me<strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"> smiling w/ no reason</span></strong>, maybe Im day dreaming =DD<br />I treasure the people I L<span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span>VE, they are all that matters to me, <span style="color:#33ccff;">Only their opinion matters to me</span>..<br />so if I dint ask for your opinion, I dont wanna hear it..<br />I DONT WANT PEOPLE JUDGING ME NEGATIVELY<br />hmm.. I really L<span style="color:#ff0000;">♥</span>VE my my old section(<span style="color:#993399;"><strong>walpole</strong></span>) and also my new(<span style="color:#993399;"><strong>regis</strong></span>)...<br /><br />this is me I guess.. for now.. hehe ü<br />cause Im still knowing my self too.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443607774406655886-7350651086664244888?l=janinaobias-ninascorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nina ü obiashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13051797479552411537noreply@blogger.com11