My name is Nicole, Nickaloden, Nick, Nici, Nikki, V-Shizzel, my pornstar name Cindy Slit, Physho Bitch or what my friends back home would say Sniff or Sugar. You can call me what ever you want. I am 19 turning 20 really soon. I was born in Tempelton North Cali, moved to Germany when I was 10 and now after almost 10 years living there I had to come back to my roots. I live in Long Beach now. It's all about the 562 baby. And I'm fucking loving it here. My eyes change colors all the time. Some people think I wear contacts... but I don't. They change from green, brown, dark blue, and also hazel. I have a good smile, I'll admit to it.I love to make people happy and laugh. I like to surf. When ever I get the chance, I surf. It's just what ever Cali girl likes to do. Well most of them. I also like to write my own shit [meaning poetry] and I love to draw. i got that from my Dad. I'm a pretty cool kid. I also play a lil guitar and I sing a bit. I'm also on a baseball team and on a volleyball team. And I usually do sports every day. I like to snowboard a lot also. Big Bear here I come. I'm pretty good at it. If you ever want to board, you can give me a call and let me know. I like to wear anything. I have way to many hoodies. Yes I always have to dress matching, of course you'll think that I'm a girlie. But I really don't give a shit :)Sure I'm a girlie, bitch, hooker etc. I guess having good looks makes you want to hate me? I don't care what the hell you have to say about my looks. It just warms my heart to know I impress/disgust you. Yes, I am aware not everyone will like me. Guess what? It's life. I won't dwell on it. Ugh. To everybody whom sit and talk shit about me or to me. Get a life. Obviously you're on my page for some reason. Maybe you should stop checking me out and get over the fact I may be better looking then you. And yes I am what I am. Oh well.I'm an attention whore and I love it, talk about me as much as you want... good.. bad..doesn't matter what you say about me. As long as you're talking about me.I'm imperfect. I have many fears in life. I fear that one day I'll be left alone. I'm a numb person. I don't even know who I am sometimes. I'm sorry if I ever shot you mean looks in the hallway or on the street. I don't mean to. I have a kind heart. I just don't trust many people. I only trust 3 people. And their names are Katie, Mona-Lisa and Sonja. They are my best friends. You can try and use me to get something out of me. But believe me you wont get what you want. I kill peolpe with my kindness. If I wanted to be an ass to you, I would probably do it in the nicest way possible. Music isn't my life. That line is so clich'e. My friends are my life and I love them. No I don't wear chick pants and no I'm not labeling [ I can't be labeled]. I actually have a life [thank the fuggin lord]. I don't listen to just one type of music genre. I appreciate it for what it is. I hate liars with a passion. Every person who's lied to me should be bitch slapped. And I know you know who you are :)If I can't get what I want. I won't sit and complain about it. I'll give up and move on. I know for an fact I can get better. Nothing impresses me. I don't need you to act like you love me. Act like you hate me, and also act like I'm fucking disgusting. I know for a fact you fucking want me.To all you morons who talk about mo being a label.Emo isn't a label for people you idiots. Emo is a label for music genre.Emotions are a persons feelings. So don't sit and label kids with tight jeans and who cry about the simplest shit emo. Thier is no such thing as an emo. Everyone has emotions so stfu and get your god damn labels right. And if you don't get it. I'll make it clear.EMO = MUSIC GENREEMOTIONS = A PERSONS FEELINGSYou're more punk, hardcore, mod, straightedge, emo, indie than me. Your hair is cooler, your pants are tighter, you have more tattoos. You have cooler pins on your messenger bag and your favorite band is more obscure than mine. Your shoes are more vintage and so is your t-shirt. You own more balck clother than me. I don't even own a trucker cap OR a denim jacket. Your glasses are thicker and blacker than mine, the plugs in your ears are bigger. You know more people in bands and your girl jeans are the envy of scenester everywhere. Your photography is blacker and whiter, your Myspace, melodramatic.com and FTJ.com profilers are wittier, and you have much better soul records. Your scene points are double, perhaps triple, than mine. Because as we all know, that's what really matters. In a scene where the music has taken a backseat to the haircuts, you win and I lose.