<?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-16746969</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:45:56.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTHAWK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746969.post-113794269039157831</id><published>2006-01-22T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T07:11:30.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting, not so great</title><content type='html'>Waiting could be a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down to keep a chair warm is great for a peson's body and mind to relax,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;but making it a habbit is unhealthy to do each day. People say that," time is money," and each second, minute, hour is a daily experience for an individual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Each time a person sits on a chair and does nothing but wonder, kills precious time to do something productive, for example, applying for job, going to work or doing chores at home.&lt;/div&gt;Thinking of these productive things and not doing them to reach it's goals could be a problem for some people, but doing so whether step by step is still winning and will reach it's own goal. Although it is a slow process to reach the end, but it will most likely make both ends meet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746969-113794269039157831?l=heranoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/113794269039157831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746969&amp;postID=113794269039157831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/113794269039157831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/113794269039157831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/2006/01/waiting-not-so-great.html' title='Waiting, not so great'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746969.post-113785813430489949</id><published>2006-01-21T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T09:50:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It might be possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;There could be a posibility that there is ones a person that live before me or the next one after I leave this world. It might be posible because, thought of death and also reincarnation and the deep thoughts, dreams and memories which had never happend in reality are like a blank sheet of paper, but thinking of it in the other hand is like another separate life in the past, now and in the future. There are many things that could be thought of in different ways depending on the person itself.What I mean actually is that I probably had tree people having similar thoughts and abilities of doing things. Pysical appearance does not matter or the size of a person, but the brain of it and how it functions to have the same repeated thoughts wether the person are from the past, now or in the future. The only problem to this equation is that there are no solutions or evidence that this could be proven true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;Even if this seems not to be true, I will not be surprise if it was true. I had thouhgt about the posibilities of it and chances are, it might be true but there no ways to find solutions to this equation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746969-113785813430489949?l=heranoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/113785813430489949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746969&amp;postID=113785813430489949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/113785813430489949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/113785813430489949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/2006/01/it-might-be-possible_21.html' title='It might be possible'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746969.post-113394008932887190</id><published>2005-12-06T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T09:53:28.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are ways that I had learned a lesson</title><content type='html'>In the past few years, I had learned a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;In high school I had few problems and it was a challenge. I had often fallen asleep in class. I knew that it was a problem because I had noticed that shows no improvement. Thinking about the problems had made me noticed that it was not a good sign. In fact going to school every day shows a good sign, but sleeping in class was a bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in class, I had often fallen asleep.&lt;br /&gt;The cool air was in the class room had gave me too much comfort. I was sitting on my small desk that perfectly fitted my weight and the size of my body. I was sitting properly listening to my teacher Ms. Diaz, a life science teacher. She was discussing some the issue related to students coming to class after the second bell. I was still on my desk listening to the teacher. Suddenly, my eyes began to get heavy as if my eyes weigh ten pounds. My eyes slowly blinked a few times before my eyes were finally closed. My eyes had closed for about two minutes. Next, head had started to rock slowly up and down, as if I was on a rocking chair. As my head rocks up and down, I decided to rest my head on my left arm and slept for about thirty minutes. Thirty minute had flown by. I was awakened by my teacher. I got off my tiny chair and started to walk towards the exit door thinking of how I did I slept in class, like as I had been sleeping for seven hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to school and falling asleep in class is a serious issue. I had fallen asleep in class for about three days in a row. I had missed most of the assignment in class. Under a tree I had wondered how long would take me to catch up with the missing assignments. I began to get worried about the class assignment that I had missed. I knew that it was a big problem and I had to deal with it. I started to walk around the school campus to see if there are signs of my classmates. That way I would probably had the chance to borrow some of their notes. At that moment I was desperate. I could tell that my brain is craving to do this, to get the assignment before other assignments are being issued. I took a deep breath and swallowed some air, and I felt relieved at that moment. After that, I had started to walk around the building to see if I could find at lease one of my classmates. When I did not saw any signs of anyone of them, I told myself that it was not worth falling asleep in class. So, I started to walk around to see if I could find a place to work on my assignments. Then I began working on the late assignment that I was given by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting more effort into my work made feel confident. When I began gathering information on my own, I felt that my ego was becoming stronger. I had gained a lot of confident because I had noticed that I was doing something productive towards my class assignments. I began to feel better. I had noticed that my teacher did not give assignment for one day. I was mentally jumping with joy because that had gave me more time to get my work done. I was boosting myself, working on my assignment and I did not told my self to take at lease one good break. I just kept on going. I could also tell that the sun is slowly shifting its own position. At that moment, I had noticed that the time had flown by. It was also obvious that I was making great progress on my work. After that, I began to feel normal once again because I had finished every assignment. I had learned that falling asleep in classroom were not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in class like me are a problem for some student, but thinking positive is the key to catch up with the missing assignments. Although, sleeping in class and missing assignment were not a good idea, but putting more effort working on missing assignment will come out in handy and a satisfying results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746969-113394008932887190?l=heranoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/113394008932887190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746969&amp;postID=113394008932887190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/113394008932887190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/113394008932887190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/2005/12/there-are-ways-that-i-had-learned.html' title='There are ways that I had learned a lesson'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746969.post-112962514518035352</id><published>2005-10-18T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:45:45.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Holiday</title><content type='html'>My favorite holiday is Christmas. I like Christmas because it is the day to celebrate the birth of jesses Christ and also to celebrate the day off from work and school. I also like it because of the presents that are given to me by my family and because of the cool weather. My family loves celebrating this holiday because it is a relaxing day for everyone in the family and also to have lots of party on this holiday. This is also the day to sing to baby jesses and also to pray. Now you know my favorite holiday and I want to know yours. What is your favorite day and why is that day your favorite day of the month?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746969-112962514518035352?l=heranoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/112962514518035352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746969&amp;postID=112962514518035352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/112962514518035352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/112962514518035352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-favorite-holiday.html' title='My Favorite Holiday'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746969.post-112962373502412928</id><published>2005-10-18T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:22:15.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Person</title><content type='html'>______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________My&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite person is my mother. Her name is Virginia and she is five feet and four inches tall. She worked hard around the house. She work hard because she want to live healthy. She exercises and does the chores in the house. My mother has taken care of me since I was little. She is a loving and caring mother to me and also to the rest of the family. She treats every one equally. She gives assistance and great attention to everyone. When I need help, she is always there for me. I cannot pay her back for the support that she has given me. She has done more things for me then I have done for her. It feels great to have a mother that assists me when I need help. Now you know my favorite person and I would like to know about you. Who is your favorite person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746969-112962373502412928?l=heranoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/112962373502412928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746969&amp;postID=112962373502412928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/112962373502412928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/112962373502412928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-favorite-person.html' title='My Favorite Person'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16746969.post-112674631991072075</id><published>2005-09-14T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T16:56:01.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Myself</title><content type='html'>My name is Herano Imperial. I'm five feet. and five inches tall and I am twenty-one. I enjoy sports, such as Baseball and Football. I also enjoy exercising. I'm a highly motivated person and I get motivated when I'm about to do something interesting. I like competition because it is very interesting for me. I like socializing with people when I'm not busy. I also enjoy observing other people's personalities. I also choose the people to hangout with depending on their personality. I also like asking advise from people that are strait forward. My goals are to reach a high potential in English and Math and also have a career in Film Making because it is an Art. I want to develop more skills in creating different kinds of effects. I like it because when I'm busy with it, the time will fly quickly in this activity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16746969-112674631991072075?l=heranoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/feeds/112674631991072075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16746969&amp;postID=112674631991072075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/112674631991072075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16746969/posts/default/112674631991072075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heranoi.blogspot.com/2005/09/bit-of-myself.html' title='A Bit of Myself'/><author><name>anamatapia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13097804928144200583</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
