<?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-5590568833646525414</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:10:55.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-616961509053102809</id><published>2010-04-29T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:26:36.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Quiz for my Theater 465 Class</title><content type='html'>THE FOLLOWING POST IS A QUIZ THAT WAS ASSIGNED BY A PROFESSOR OF CULTURAL DIVERSITY AT SAN DIEGO STATE UNIVERSITY. THIS QUIZ IN NO WAY REFLECTS THE PERSONAL VIEWS OF MY PROFESSOR OR MY UNIVERSITY. ANY REMARKS MADE IN THE FOLLOWING ASSIGNMENT ARE OF MY OWN. ALTHOUGH I HAVE READ AND DISCUSSED THE CENTRAL THEMES OF ASIAN THEATER AND WHAT THE ASIAN CULTURE MEANS IN CLASS FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT READ THIS AND FIND IT OFFENSIVE OR PREJUDICED I AM SORRY. THANK YOU.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;QUIZ ASSIGNMENT: Please explain and connect any central themes of the film Better Luck Tomorrow and the play Hip Hop Kim Bap if any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In the film Better Luck Tomorrow the central characters were attempting to live the american dream but as young rebellious teenagers they chose a completely opposite path that had been laid in front of them by their parents. It is a common Asian stereotype that the parents of an Asian child expect their son or daughter to become, lawyers, doctors, nurses or engineers. Something that will make them a lot of money so that they can live well. In my opinion this is simply an addicted version of the American Dream, rather than a parent saying "it'd be nice if you can do this" the Asian culture has exuded the belief that "this is the only way to live". Although I disagree with this "addicted american dream" it is evident as a part of the Asian American culture. In the play Hip Hop Kim Bap there are a few characters that seem to be living this addicted American dream as well. Those characters are living their lives in order to live successfully, Mimi is the trophy wife of a rich american man in hopes of getting pregnant and divorcing him for the settlement money while Mia is a Korean woman who was married off to another Korean man before her parents returned to Korea without her, she has spent her life proving her worth to her parents by going to college and receiving multiple degrees. In Mia's story she is performing this addicted American Dream in order to get into the good graces of her Korean parents but instead they shun her for divorcing her Korean husband and not bearing any children. In BLT, the teenagers of the film rebel through the most opposite track they dive into a world of drugs alcohol sex and eventually murder. Rather than slacking on homework cutting back on the study time these students change their life radically and eventually kill one of their own in a final struggle of acceptance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Although I found both of these stories to be very interesting and compelling the truth behind Asian culture can be summed up in a single word: Success. As long as people are successful in their careers and schooling the Asian culture will be happy with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-616961509053102809?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/616961509053102809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2010/04/asian-quiz-for-my-theater-465-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/616961509053102809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/616961509053102809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2010/04/asian-quiz-for-my-theater-465-class.html' title='Asian Quiz for my Theater 465 Class'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-5438191462296491759</id><published>2010-03-17T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:47:34.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Amazing</title><content type='html'>How sometimes you can seriously go to google and type things like :&lt;div&gt; &lt;i&gt;what to do when you want to give up?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; what to do when you feel like there is no way around this situation?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; what to say when you don't know what to say?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; how to get someone to realize they owe you an apology without saying "I expect an apology":&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these questions I'm afraid I have no answers. Something inside me says "no don't" and something outside of me says "what are you thinking you better". How to answer that question is the hardest, should I let the external pressures force me into a decision or should I just swallow the anger and frustration and follow my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to stop complaining.  I love who I love I am not angry at him I am angry at our situation. I just need to "grow up" "get over it" "stop acting like a child" and realize life is life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we live in a world of collisions"- NP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-5438191462296491759?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/5438191462296491759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5438191462296491759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5438191462296491759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-amazing.html' title='It is Amazing'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-5407316554785508180</id><published>2010-01-03T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:37:05.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>First off hello Blogger,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so terribly sorry I abandoned you. The truth is I have a boyfriend now so yes everything flies out the window when your in a relationship and as much as all ladies would love to deny that it happens to them it does. Let's all be a little honest, you want to be happy as badly as you want that person to make you happy. I'm lucky to have met someone I care about whole-heartedly he's taken over my world because I allowed him.&lt;br /&gt;This is where I'm supposed to warn you and tell you DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN! But honestly how do you think your supposed to experience love? By being separated from people you only further hide your true self and by being with the person you care about you show yourself slowly and eventually you are standing in the nude in Times Square. Aren't I supposed to be telling you that's bad? Well it's not. What's wrong with being honest with giving your whole effort in finding love in finding that person that knows how you take your coffee what type of food you eat while on your period and who is willing to look at you without a single stitch of makeup on when your face is red and puffy from being desperately ill and say "I am so in love with you."&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong in letting that consume you? I am telling you now that there is nothing wrong with it, but then again I've never been this happy with another person in my entire life so of course I'm going to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed blogger but I filled my life with the things that meant most to me. I still look for those beauty products that will make life easier even if I never write them down and I never remember to actually blog about them I at least look at Sephora every time I go to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my New Years Resolutions (this is the first year I'm actually making resolutions and I plan on sticking to them.)&lt;br /&gt;1. Become a Pescatarian (a person who does not eat red meat but willingly eats fish as a source of protein and is by all other means considered Vegitarian)&lt;br /&gt;2. Work out 2-3 times a week. ( I plan on doing this after work on Sundays and 2 days mid week at my local YMCA)&lt;br /&gt;3. live through this mantra: Healthy Happy and Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never made resolutions but this year I want to actually do them and succeed. The reasons for this are well it's a long story so buckle in.&lt;br /&gt;Since I was about 9 I've been considered overweight maybe not necessarily in the eyes of the public but the eyes of my family especially my mother. I've been yo-yo dieting and weighing different amounts for years. I held on to one weight category for one year once... I was 16 and miserable. I am not looking for a pity party but the way society denies the cultural norms of curvy or big women ruined my life.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the film "Real Women Have Curves" with America Ferrera (she's now known as Ugly Betty). Her TV show isn't a far jump from this film both characters feel comfortable in their skin and yet are shut down by society for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike in the above LOVE paragraph I will tell all who read this, God/Allah/Nova's/etc. MADE YOU THE WAY YOU ARE FOR A REASON.&lt;br /&gt;Here is something we all should realize in our lives:&lt;br /&gt;1. Every person is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt; we all have different families, backgrounds, tastes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;2. Every person has the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; to feel comfortable with who they are whether they be homosexual bisexual or heterosexual, black white asian latin or green with purple spots.&lt;br /&gt;3. You cannot base your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happiness &lt;/span&gt;on the acceptance of other peoples views on you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Life is a road that can only be traveled alone if you happen to find a partner to travel it with you than consider your road doubly bumpy and doubly bountiful.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your happiness is allowed to come &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my resolutions, my weight loss plan does actually involve the pescatarian-ism I feel that by me cutting out foods that are obviously causing me to gain weight (carne asada fries/ burritos and steak dinners/ hamburgers) I will have it a lot easier to lose the weight and keep it off.&lt;br /&gt;Notice I'm a fish eater still, come on guys I'm a fisherman's daughter I can't cut out my families livelihood. Plus I love sushi way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to my local Y for some desperatley needed workouts 2-3 times a week. Depending on my school schedule which I haven't even began to tackle making a wish list for is how much I will actually get to go to the Gym.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to be able to go 2-3-4 times a week. Hopefully shooting for Sunday nights, Tuesday &amp;amp; Thursday evenings possibly even Wednesday nights :).&lt;br /&gt;I've always been lucky that as soon as I actually start moving my a$$ I actually LOSE weight but seeing as how I'm pretty lazy that doesn't always happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mantra: Healthy Happy and Hilarious&lt;br /&gt;Lets be real girls living a healthy life (not smoking taking care of our body temples etc.) creates a happier life, to live hilariously is to truly let yourself laugh at the stupid silly things and to just accept them as they are and move on quickly. Let the bad roll off your shoulder and let the comedy begin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to : She Loves You by The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 2010 should be interesting I love you all thanks for reading :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3natashadelovely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-5407316554785508180?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/5407316554785508180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5407316554785508180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5407316554785508180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-4239359020927789862</id><published>2009-10-01T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:57:27.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Guru Gals</title><content type='html'>Well even though I dont have anyone following me besides my partner in crime, Shela and I will be managing the Beauty Guru Gals blog together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be bringing you the make-up and products and I'll be bring the clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first blog is already working hard to make a major impact on your next shopping adventure. Please follow the Beauty Guru Gals to learn more beauty tips and shopping benefits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty Guru- Natasha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-4239359020927789862?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/4239359020927789862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-guru-gals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4239359020927789862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4239359020927789862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-guru-gals.html' title='Beauty Guru Gals'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-8573999324721129523</id><published>2009-09-29T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:16:21.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Much As I Can Muster</title><content type='html'>Bad Idea #1 saying that I'll write in a blog more then I probably ever will.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Idea #2 listening to Muse while writing this I just keep toe tapping and that's bad.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Idea #3 dating a guy in a band that is going on tour in 2 weeks oh and playing a show on my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;okay well it's not that bad of idea just really terrible circumstances. Anyways hello blogger.&lt;br /&gt;I slightly missed you. Actually this is untrue I actually thought of posting in you plenty of times but couldn't think of anything to write. So I'm going to write my troubles in here...&lt;br /&gt;1. I have no time for anything&lt;br /&gt;2. My boyfriend is missing my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;3. I dont even want to have a birthday party because I wouldn't be able to have EVERYONE I WANT there.&lt;br /&gt;4. School is getting slightly overwhelming, I need to focus more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of that list gives me a headache here's a picture of Shia La Beouf to make me feel better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SsLuKqHwAQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2oKmvbKQ110/s1600-h/labeoufyum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SsLuKqHwAQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2oKmvbKQ110/s320/labeoufyum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387129971161432322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay much better.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so my birthday is coming up I want to do something big to commemorate me turning 19 so I was thinking tattoo with my best friend but she is unsure because it's like a huge thing and on top of that it has to be somewhere unseen and where she wants to get it i don't feel comfortable getting it there but anyways we want to get a peace heart. just draw a heart on a piece of paper then put the crows feet (peace symbol) inside the heart that's what I'm getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I really want to get is an exclamation point ! on my right wrist as a little reminder to speak out. :) I'm a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a list of the tattoo's I want actually with explanations after.....&lt;br /&gt;1. Cherry Blossom + Thou Mayest on my left wrist.&lt;br /&gt;2. my dad's cross and rings on my foot with chain around my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;3. my exclamation point on my right wrist !&lt;br /&gt;4. a four leaf clover on my hip next to my #5&lt;br /&gt;5. My heart peace sign on my hip&lt;br /&gt;6. Treble Clef behind my right ear &amp;amp; Clef behind my left ear. (Music Symbols for left and right hands)&lt;br /&gt;7. the word "weight" on the inside of my lip.&lt;br /&gt;8. a little heart on the inside of my left ring finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanations:&lt;br /&gt;1. I've always believed in the eastern philosophies of existentialism. One of the main points in existentialism is that you control your own destiny and you control your own path. The term thou mayest comes from the book East of Eden by John Steinbeck where the two main characters brothers have a man-nanny who takes care of them and teaches them the mantra of thou mayest rule over sin/evil/it. Sin meaning the wrong doings you choose to make, evil meaning the wrong doings that happen to you that you do not control and it meaning your life. You choose how to look at taking that shot of tequila as bad or good, you choose how to look at and deal with the curve-balls life throws at you, you choose how to carry yourself throughout your own life. The Cherry Blossom is to accentuate the imagery of East of Eden and to commemorate the Eastern Philosophy from which this hails in Confucianism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My dad doesn't wear his wedding rings he wears a gold necklace with a fisherman's cross hanging from it with his ring attached. I want to get my dad's necklace so that I always have him with me and as a reminder of why I have to keep working so hard because my day works so hard for my family I have to return the favor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My exclamation point is to remind me to raise my hand and speak out about whatever I want. To keep having an opinion to keep questioning the future and exclaiming about the past. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My grandmother was irish she passed away 7 years ago, and I'm only 1/4 Irish but I still believe I am ridiculously lucky because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  The peace heart represents my best friend and I's relationship. She is the hippie loving sweet girl and she brings out the best in me including my hippie loving sweet side. So the peace heart is the both of us together her the peace and me the heart.  All 3 of the symbols the clover and the peace heart represent the things important in my life Luck Love and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Clef and Treble Clef for my love of music because it means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The word weight to remind myself and others that what you say has weight which holds you to them and binds you together. In other words to remind me and others to watch what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. the little heart on my ring finger for the future guy in my life or the present one who I'm still with in the future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this post is longer then I thought. yay me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Muse = AMAZING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-8573999324721129523?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/8573999324721129523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-much-as-i-can-muster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8573999324721129523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8573999324721129523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-much-as-i-can-muster.html' title='As Much As I Can Muster'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SsLuKqHwAQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2oKmvbKQ110/s72-c/labeoufyum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7185878403437310518</id><published>2009-09-06T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:19:35.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week</title><content type='html'>So now my first week as a sophomore at SDSU is complete. I'm very happy to have finished this week because so much was happening all at once I am glad to finally have a moment to step back and look at what needs to be completed first.&lt;br /&gt;My schedule if you don't have a class with me or if your curious looks a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays : English 250a, English 280, Geology 104, Sign Language 102  (9-2)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays: Sign Language 102 &amp;amp; Philosophy 102 (1-3:15)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays: English 250a, English 280, Geology 104, Sign Language 102, Geology 101 Lab (9-5)&lt;br /&gt;Thursdays: Sign Language 102 &amp;amp; Philosophy 102&lt;br /&gt;Fridays: English 250a, English 280, Geology 104&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my classes are great I love each of them for their own special reasons. But yeah, I just wanted to say I'm glad the first week is over and I look forward to another tasking year at SDSU :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7185878403437310518?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7185878403437310518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7185878403437310518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7185878403437310518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-week.html' title='First Week'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3834628724051548274</id><published>2009-08-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:59:10.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catalysts</title><content type='html'>Catalyst a different word for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat back on life today and looked at all that I have, a house, a car (soon), a boyfriend and a job that i like... usually. I felt thankful but sad because I take such great advantage of these things as if it were easy and that everyone has these things and they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend treats me amazingly well we talk about the future like it's happening the next day we talk about everything and anything. My favorite thing about him is his sense of humor and goofy nature. I am a good as anyone who knows me longer then 5 minutes knows about my demeanor. I can honestly say that  this is different that this was a change from what I had expected completely. He is adorable and sweet and kind, and I haven't been this happy in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my car : "&lt;em&gt;This week it'll get done" &lt;/em&gt;is how my dad put it. So supposedly I 'll get it by the end of this week :) Yay. Still no license but the car and license go hand in hand because they are getting my car so that I can drive it during the test for my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's my update on  how everything is changing and I don't mind because I have everything I need and more :) &lt;3 natashap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3834628724051548274?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3834628724051548274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/08/catalysts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3834628724051548274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3834628724051548274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/08/catalysts.html' title='Catalysts'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-5009291211243964432</id><published>2009-08-22T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:37:19.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373038328186395762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SpDd5FQb3HI/AAAAAAAAACo/bUSKCmNl7hY/s320/afoggyday.jpg" /&gt; Blog Award : From Shela - Losing My Marbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: 1) List 5 obsessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) pass it on to 5 bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I was just given this and I'm already breaking a rule, I dont even know 5 people on Blogger to pass this on to. :(.. I need to get out into the blogging world a little more. Which brings me to my obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Perezhilton.com : Let's get serious ladies this is THEE site for all gossip in hollywood every rumor is written on this page and every lie is plastered as truth along it's walls while still keeping a comedic humor of coke dripping noses and fake peens across the screen. Perez (Mario) Hilton, the Queen of Gossip and a man who stands up for his beliefs while also tilting a hat towards worthwhile causes when he can, started this website at a West Hollywood CoffeeBean at 3 in the morning. I go to him for my R-Patz addiction and for the random blurbs about Shia LaBeouf :) love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Jeff Buckley's "Hallelujah" : for some god forsaken reason this song is sticking in my head and ringing truer and truer in my ears each day. I worry that one of these days it'll be put in a movie and plastered all over the world again with millions of teenies only having that song by him on their ipods.. LAME. And yet the lyrics.. so good:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to her kitchen chair And she broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have the shivers just reading it. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Picture Perfect Website : Normally if I want random but inspiring pictures I will go to flickr until I found this perfect website that doesn't get updated very much but every couple of days I check back in the website is &lt;a href="http://causehabits.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://causehabits.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt; I've gotten so many things from there that just inspire the writer in me. Which is probably why my drafts file keeps growing while my progressed storyline file stays the same on my laptop... I really should be writing more often. Here is one of my favorite pictures from the site :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373041791927114802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SpDhCssk3DI/AAAAAAAAACw/tC7L9uKvqkc/s320/under+the+veins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. TCM &amp;amp; AMC tv channels: Black and White Classics... WHY ELSE? I saw my first Barbra Stanwyck movie on TCM when i was like 11, and I've loved Black and Whites ever since then. Besides the standard Breakfast at Tiffany's I've always loved the old classics something that I know I got from my grandmother and something I hope to keep with me for as long as I can. AMC has one of my favorite shows Mad Men which is about the Advertisement Guys back in the late 50's and Early 60's the reason I love this show is because of the little annecdotes my mom would tell my sisters and I about my grandmothers office when she was a secretary and that it was exactly as the show plays it out. Including the high-ball drinks at 11 in the morning and pregnant women smoking on the regular. :O ridic. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Daisy by Marc Jacobs : my perfume. The most delicious smell the one thing my boyfriend can never pinpoint as what drives him crazy about me... okay and I'm listening to Pandora so I'm splitting 5 it will be shared with this amazing COVER of "Only You" by Joshua Radin which is originally sang by Yaz. :] that song makes me so happy :] yes I'm a nerd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish I could pass this on to other people but I don't know other bloggers. I guess it stops with me ? ... lame :[. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goodnight Blogger world I am sleepy and have work early in the morning k? &lt;em&gt;l.o.v.e.&lt;/em&gt; Natasha P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-5009291211243964432?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/5009291211243964432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-award-from-shela-losing-my-marbles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5009291211243964432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5009291211243964432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-award-from-shela-losing-my-marbles.html' title=''/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SpDd5FQb3HI/AAAAAAAAACo/bUSKCmNl7hY/s72-c/afoggyday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-578867173888804464</id><published>2009-08-02T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:55:54.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When a Survey Takes Over</title><content type='html'>1. Where are you and what are you doing right this moment? In my room on my bed, blogging it up.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you listening to anything? "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;3. What are 5 things that you can grab from where you're sitting? No cheating! Cellphone, digital camera, my course catalog for school, my now empty waterbottle, glasses case.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have any celebrity crushes right now? Always, Shia LaBeouf ... yummm&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever get Botox? No because i just picture looking like Joan Rivers all the time and that's horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you look for in a guy/girl? Someone who is sweet and kind. A guy who has his own friends and priorities and isn't looking to tag along on mine :)&lt;br /&gt;7. What draws your eye out when you meet someone? Their smile and where they look when they talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like cologne? yeah my dad's is really good and my boyfriends is nice.&lt;br /&gt;9.What's your favorite scent? Chocolate Chip Cookies fresh baked or for perfumes my mom's Charlamagne is pretty but i love my Daisy by Mark Jacobs&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have a usual regimen for your skin or do you like to try everything out? umm... Soap and Water. Sometimes i use this Neutrogena blackhead mask and then I use those blackhead nose strips :)&lt;br /&gt;11. What is a little known fact about you? I like anime, like the little t.v. shows... it's strange but i totally can sit and watch it but it has to be about like a girl and boy in love or something and omg... i love the show Airbender :)&lt;br /&gt;12.Would you do Katy Perry? She's super pretty so maybe but i dont think i could get her.&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you lesbian or bisexual? no, I find females fascinating and  amazing at all that they can do and be but I'm not attracted to females.&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think about Carrie Prejean? I can't stand her, because even after she spoke her own personal opinion she went on her own personal vendetta to use her popularity to further pursue an anti-gay message across the world. I have too many gay friends that I can't wait to be the Aunties of their kids because in my head she just told millions of men and women with their partners that their love isn't equal to the love she shares with someone of the opposite sex. I can't tell someone they aren't allowed to be as happy as I am or the people around me are when they are in love and married. I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;15.What's your shoe size? 9.5  - 10&lt;br /&gt;16.Who's your dream bachelor? Shia Labeouf, he's gorgeous and funny and kinda rich now. lol. I like him because he's kinda different he has faults and he admits them he's a bit damaged and i like  it. but I have a boy so im happy :)&lt;br /&gt;17.What's an extravagance that's a must in your makeup bag? anything that has the words SEPHORA typed across the front because Sephora aint cheap :/&lt;br /&gt;18.Beers or martinis? Beer please, una cerveza. I like mexican beers but i don't mind a good heiniken or bud light :)&lt;br /&gt;19.What's a trend that you want to try out this season? the shirt dress combo thing..?... does that make sense.&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you falling in love with someone? No comment, it's too early for that question.&lt;br /&gt;21. How do you feel about push-ups bras? If i could wear them I'd probably like them but push these puppies up too much you get a 4 letter word thrown at you alot.&lt;br /&gt;22.What are your plans for the next year? get license, get straight A's this semester, start searching for an apartment for 3 chicas :) me bri and shela :)&lt;br /&gt;23. Put your Ipod on shuffle, play a song and pause at 0:23. What are the lyrics? "well summers lasted longer than they normally do and nothing really mattered except for me to be with you"&lt;br /&gt;24.What's your favorite shade of nail polish? a dark royal purple&lt;br /&gt;25.Who is your favorite book or author? Jane Austen &amp;amp; John Steinbeck &amp;amp; Hemingway &amp;amp; Fitzgerald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-578867173888804464?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/578867173888804464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-survey-takes-over.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/578867173888804464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/578867173888804464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-survey-takes-over.html' title='When a Survey Takes Over'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-4702166975245989044</id><published>2009-07-22T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:09:50.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want You to Want Me</title><content type='html'>I love this song, and now I can't and won't be able to get it out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Btw like i mentioned to you Shela... ETHAN PECK. 10 things i hate about you TV SHOW... actually pretty good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSHlUXbHYT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSHlUXbHYT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good music video :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-4702166975245989044?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/4702166975245989044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-you-to-want-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4702166975245989044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4702166975245989044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-you-to-want-me.html' title='I Want You to Want Me'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-2834111268459859540</id><published>2009-07-21T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:37:18.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers 2</title><content type='html'>WOW longest film. Started at 10:35 didn't get out till 1:15...&lt;br /&gt;Shia la beouf i love you and everything but wow that was a long long movie buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some different scenes that needed to be taken out completely little bits of dialogue that sounded like a 12 year old wrote them but other than that it was pretty good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really complain because it was SHIA LABEOUF who you all know i love and adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait till another one of his movies come out. omg. okay im a nerd better update when i have the chance goodnight :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-2834111268459859540?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/2834111268459859540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/2834111268459859540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/2834111268459859540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-2.html' title='Transformers 2'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3328581121977274029</id><published>2009-07-06T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:01:21.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Shela</title><content type='html'>This is specifically for Shela she said she wanted a man that reads. I SAY SHE NEEDS a man who will come back to her just to be with her. that will bring her flowers to win her over that will have a worried but sweet look on his face that says "she will be loved" okay maybe his face isn't saying it maybe Maroon 5 is playing in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright forget it. SHELA WATCH THIS VIDEO OF YOUR FUTURE MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/65dCf5iBmok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/65dCf5iBmok&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know gorgeous right?... beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3328581121977274029?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3328581121977274029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-shela.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3328581121977274029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3328581121977274029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-shela.html' title='For Shela'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-1331220924518468741</id><published>2009-07-01T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:22:53.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SkuYTPLLYrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rirQ32p6uBY/s1600-h/travisp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353540038318318258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SkuYTPLLYrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rirQ32p6uBY/s320/travisp.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of sort of in love with this guy, his name is &lt;strong&gt;Travis Pastrana&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have to admit i have a mad crush on him simply because he is such a nerd. And I mean that in the most sincerest of ways. He is a talented Professional BMX, MOTOCROSS, Rally Car, Base Jumping Action Sports Athlete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may have seen his show on MTV called Nitro Circus based around him his legal advisor and producers Jeremey and Gregg who form Nitro Circus as a simple way to have fun and push their athletic limits. Activities they've done include jumping out of a plane without a parachute and a can of red bull (Travis) mini tricycyle races downhill (full crew) breaking 42 World Records in One day (Nitro Circus Crew) which also included Jolene Van Vugt breaking the womens world record for First and Longest backflip on a 250 Motocross Bike with 118 feet I believe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just say Travis is an all around talented athlete who has broken more than 60 of his bones has had multiple "recorded" concussion and hundreds of unrecorded ones. He's only 25 owns a 20 acre home in Maryland and from all accounts of googling him online still single. Quite the catch ladies oh and it doesn't hurt that he makes nearly 3 million dollars a year has a killer smile and is just the sweetest thing since sugar, and I mean that quite literally I haven't seen an interview or any clip of him being angry or upset in any way shape or form is that possible that Mr. Right is actually living on the otherside of the country with a big foam pit in his backyard and no girlfriend?.... I'm moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need proof? watch Nitro Circus Sundays at 9 on MTV to enjoy all the endeavors of Travis and his very talented albeit INSANE crew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SkuaaqaDKHI/AAAAAAAAACY/W-5-jg3-RTQ/s1600-h/Travis+Pastrana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353542364910790770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SkuaaqaDKHI/AAAAAAAAACY/W-5-jg3-RTQ/s320/Travis+Pastrana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus just look at that figure what girl couldn't fall in love with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-1331220924518468741?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/1331220924518468741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-hero.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1331220924518468741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1331220924518468741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-hero.html' title='new hero'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SkuYTPLLYrI/AAAAAAAAACQ/rirQ32p6uBY/s72-c/travisp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3231827676222610285</id><published>2009-06-24T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:38:01.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proust Questionairre</title><content type='html'>Your favorite virtue: that I can find the good and people and remind them of it when they feel down.&lt;br /&gt;The principal aspect of my personality: a bluntness of truth, I am willing to tell you what I think directly upon meeting you but it's how you treat me that I will either withhold or spill everything&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite qualities in a man: trustworthiness, intellect, humor, a heart, sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;The quality that I desire in a man:  humor intellect confidence and trust&lt;br /&gt;Your chief characteristic: a need for balance (is that a characterisitic?)&lt;br /&gt;What I appreciate most about my friends: their understanding of my ridiculous humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main fault: dishonesty, i think i lie about little things too much.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite occupation:  writing, creating, screenwritting&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of happiness: this is going to be long be prepared, married living in LA or an outskirt of with my husband (shia labeouf, jk I wish) maybe a kid depending on what year it is :) and i want to be writing in my free time and teaching in my other time :) i guess it's not going to be that long.&lt;br /&gt;My dream of happiness: married to Shia Labeouf, with a kid on the way writing screenplays for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of misery: living alone for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;What would be my greatest misfortune? Probably not experiencing everything that I've wanted to throughout my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;If not yourself, who would you be? I'd want the body of megan fox with the heart of angelina jolie the voice and class of audrey hepburn the skills of julia roberts and the writing talents of woody allen, ernest hemingway, f. scott fitzgerald and john steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;What I should like to be: a talented, beautiful , beloved person.&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to live? West Coast East Coast transient. I'm either living in LA or living in NYC either way I'm in a busy place if not there I want to  live in one of those nice country areas of like Alabama or Georgia or even North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;The country where I should like to live: I kind of want to live in Angola because it's between Spain and France.&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite colour and flower-&lt;br /&gt;My favourite colour: purple , Royal Purple&lt;br /&gt;The flower that I like: stargazer lily's, and   pure white daisies&lt;br /&gt;My favorite bird: I think peacocks are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;My favorite prose authors: Ernest Hemmingway, John Steinbeck, F. Scott Fitzgerald, etc.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite poets: Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite heroes in fiction: Edward Cullen?... duh. lol no I love Nick from Great Gatsby and Gatsby of course but then I also love Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite heroines in fiction : Elizabeth Bennet, Ali from the Notebook&lt;br /&gt;My favorite composers: Devotchka, Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;My favorite painters: Leonardo DaVinci&lt;br /&gt;My heroes in real life: my family and various actors and actress'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite heroines in real life: no joke besides my mother grandmother and sisters, Angelina Jolie the woman is amazing she's a mother and an advocate for world health.&lt;br /&gt;What characters in history do you most dislike: I hated Daisy from Great Gatsby I wanted to rip her face off for being such a materialistic idiot and living in a denial of innocence.&lt;br /&gt;My heroines in history: Amelia Earhart for flying like no woman had before.&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite food and drink: i love lemonade and tea :), food: sushi, chinese food, carne asada fries, fried fish, steamed brocoli, celery &amp;amp; peanut butter, pb sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite names: girls: Audrey, Leila, Charlotte, Daniella, grace, aiden, cory, emma, abigail, Mia, Amelia. Boys: Adam, Aiden, Oliver, Jacob, Jeremy, Taylor, Wesley, Jonathan, Conor, Patrick&lt;br /&gt;What I hate the most: people who do not hold doors open for others.&lt;br /&gt;What I hate most of all: rudeness in general all the people who just feel better and supremacist over others&lt;br /&gt;World history characters I hate the most: Hitler, that's kind of a duh situation.&lt;br /&gt;Historical figures that I despise the most: George W. Bush, for being an ignorant idiot when it came to controlling how the u.s. interacted with other countries why or how.&lt;br /&gt;The reform I admire the most: The movement against segregation by MLKjr. it was the first step towards human equality.&lt;br /&gt;The reform which I admire the most: the movement against proposition 8 against the deterioration of love amongst all people accepted in the court of law.&lt;br /&gt;The natural talent I'd like to be gifted with: music reading and playing anything i touch :) piano violin chello etc.&lt;br /&gt;The gift of nature that I would like to have: being able to grow things easily a green thumb or be able to speed up or literally SLOW TIME down. so that I can make the best moments seem so much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to die:  old happy loved and improved&lt;br /&gt;How I want to die: old improved and loved&lt;br /&gt;What is your present state of mind: sleepy, hopeful and a bit creative :)&lt;br /&gt;For what fault have you most toleration: my saying "like" like like" all the time&lt;br /&gt;Faults for which I have the most indulgence: saying "like" and then "like"&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite motto: thou mayest&lt;br /&gt;My motto: learn to love and love to learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3231827676222610285?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3231827676222610285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/proust-questionairre.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3231827676222610285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3231827676222610285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/proust-questionairre.html' title='Proust Questionairre'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3384887078939707238</id><published>2009-06-17T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:32:38.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside the Actors Studio</title><content type='html'>So i love the show Inside the Actors Studio and my favorite thing is at the end there is a questionaire by Bernard Pivot.&lt;br /&gt;I always come up with strange answers for the questions but I was looking on youtube and watched some of my favorites and I just couldn't help but put some of my answers crazy or not on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What is your favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;onomatopeia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What is your least favorite word?&lt;br /&gt;c#nt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;The strive and hunger for intellect and intelligence also the sound of a violin or chello playing anything, i dont even know why and research. i find reasearch to be a big like BAM inspiration and art of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What turns you off creatively, spiritually or emotionally?&lt;br /&gt;rudeness, as in when someone doesn't hold the door open for the people behind them or when a person has the door held for them and doesn't tap the door open to keep it open for the next person but instead just slides through the door and acts like "whatever im too cool" (HATE IT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What sound or noise do you love?&lt;br /&gt;my mom has this laugh that it's like "OH MY GOSH that is the funniest thing I've ever heard laugh" and for some reason i love it. that and the sound of a little kid laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What sound or noise do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;the sound of a child crying either in pain, loss, fear or anything like that I always hear it and feel like " i have to go help them right now".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What is your favorite curse word?&lt;br /&gt;i really love robert downey jr.'s - son of a cock sucking mother f^&amp;amp;%er,&lt;br /&gt;but the one i actually use the most is for fuck's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?&lt;br /&gt;screenplay writer, dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What profession would you not like to do?&lt;br /&gt;lawyer, accountant anything that would make me have to sit and remain at a desk for HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?&lt;br /&gt;Well this answer may need some explanation because I've been thinking long and hard about this but it's directed at a specific family member but I would want him to say "She's waiting for you and she's glad you took so long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a Proust questionaire that I wanted to do too but I'm very tired and need sleep so goodnight yall :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3384887078939707238?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3384887078939707238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/inside-actors-studio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3384887078939707238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3384887078939707238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/inside-actors-studio.html' title='Inside the Actors Studio'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-8785876146123871166</id><published>2009-06-13T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:44:51.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wow shela thank you for this song. I forgot about it completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dreams" by The Cranberries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) so cute, this song is like the perfect "First Kiss" song. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjSZs3QAeQI/AAAAAAAAABo/u3FFcjehwwg/s1600-h/the+sailor+kissed+a+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347067653620005122" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjSZs3QAeQI/AAAAAAAAABo/u3FFcjehwwg/s320/the+sailor+kissed+a+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh lego's you still have the same effect as the real picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry i just heard the song and wanted to post some stuff. SHELA CALL ME :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-8785876146123871166?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/8785876146123871166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-for-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8785876146123871166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8785876146123871166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-for-this.html' title='thank you for this'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjSZs3QAeQI/AAAAAAAAABo/u3FFcjehwwg/s72-c/the+sailor+kissed+a+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-2670375295131510732</id><published>2009-06-09T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:58:00.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the dust has settled</title><content type='html'>things are getting easier around here. I slept in today ... okay slept in is an understatement I slept half my day away I didn't physically remove myself from sleep until 12:45 that's a new record considering that I'm not even sick. Althought I think the big problem with my sleeping was all due to a tanktop i was wearing to bed which had a high effect on strangulating my chest. NEVER A GOOD THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm writing because I dearly miss my friend Shela! so girl if you are free on Friday or Saturday let me know I'd be happy to shoot out to Fashion or Mission valley and do a little shopping or even go to Horton downtown just let me know. so here's my blog dedicated to Shela it's a little late but still at least I did one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/Si8fVQ3FycI/AAAAAAAAABg/Z7ws8_9eLlo/s1600-h/Nikon+Coolpix+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345525732875815362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/Si8fVQ3FycI/AAAAAAAAABg/Z7ws8_9eLlo/s320/Nikon+Coolpix+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gorgeous girl on the left is the one this blog is about :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shela Tat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shel-ma-belle (p.s. new nickname!), tatters, tat, Shelllll, SheVamp lol.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Shela I haven't known you that long but we are still so close you talk me through my meltdowns my breakdowns and you lift me up to make me feel better as well as making me feel as if i am worth something when I don't feel like i'm worth the gum in the gutter. You keep on pressing me to strive for something more and to work harder towards my goal because you believe in me and it means so much to me. you are a beautiful person with an even more beautiful soul and to top it all off you are a SASS BUCKET of laughs and cheer. I know I don't say it enough but I totally love you girl you definetly know how to make me cheer the hell up and how to get me through a lot of hard times and that's something I'll always need so in that sense I will always need you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"You're all I need to get by, aah (you're all I need)(You're all) like sweet mornin' dew(I need) I took one look at you(To get by) and it was plain to see(Aah) you were my destiny" - Marvin Gaye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;enjoy my love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll see you soon :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-2670375295131510732?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/2670375295131510732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/Si8fVQ3FycI/AAAAAAAAABg/Z7ws8_9eLlo/s72-c/Nikon+Coolpix+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7276307447873785413</id><published>2009-06-02T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:50:26.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how it went</title><content type='html'>So as you could probably guess I put off telling my mom my grades for a while.&lt;br /&gt;When i finally told her you would have thought I handed her a paper that said&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;and your daughter is on academic probation but we aren't going to give her a second chance because she is to dumb to even be in this school so she needs to go to a community college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know from my last post that isn't the case at all, and yet same reaction.&lt;br /&gt;"what you don't even have a 3.5 you are arguing with me that you have a 3.01 natasha!"&lt;br /&gt;"mom its a 3.01 accumulative off of all the grades i got all year and the transfer credits I got from Point Loma"&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe you are trying to argue with me that you dont have a 3.5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she goes out and talks to my sister and my sister asks "what was her gpa for the semester"&lt;br /&gt;I say "3.47"&lt;br /&gt;noelle (my sis) says "that's significantly better then last semester"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom doesn't care keeps yelling.&lt;br /&gt;i go to my room and say something i shouldn't have needed to say but shouldn't have said my mom of course hears it. and of course she hears it incorrectly and then she comes in my room and says she never wants me to speak to her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's that. oh well. not much i can do about that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7276307447873785413?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7276307447873785413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-it-went.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7276307447873785413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7276307447873785413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-it-went.html' title='how it went'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-6868223240235212920</id><published>2009-05-28T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:07:36.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades</title><content type='html'>Official:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 260B - B+ ( an 88.6%) which is complete BULL because I did everything in my power for that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Sign Language 101- A- (which i'm fine with) I'm just glad this is one of my A's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthropology 101 - B flat - This means that Kelly K. our second teacher was that terrible. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communications 103- B+ - another high B also ridiculous considering everything I did in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;European History- A : this is a class I barely worked in and I get an A... ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's that. I'm super pissed about the B's and everything and I know my mom will be too but She'll just have to shut up and get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-6868223240235212920?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/6868223240235212920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/grades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/6868223240235212920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/6868223240235212920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/grades.html' title='Grades'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-4603749720574385312</id><published>2009-05-26T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:21:14.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My travels found me at the airport at 5:45 in the morning, San Diego was seemingly busy by the airport but from above and flying in the clouds at 7:30 when my plane took off I saw a different san diego. I even saw my house from 3,000 feet in the air. The plane kept climbing my eyes were stuck to the window watching the clouds break like miniscule cracks in a perfectly white wall. We landed we met my mom by the baggage claim and then drove the hour and thirty five minutes to Chico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the rest of the day walking around the farmers market and random streets of Chico, we ate at this adorable place called Upper Crust. I got the Upper Crust Grilled Cheese and it was the most delicious grilled cheese. It was on foccacia bread with provalone and some other cheese and it had little slices of tomato and it was so good. :) Imma grilled cheese fan like no other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night we ate cheese and chicken enchilada's my sister Noelle recently became a vegetarian after watching a documentary called Meet your Meat or something like that but it showed multiple cases of inhumane torture and murder of farmed chickens and cows. Trust me when I say about a year ago my sister would eat whole 5 lb. steaks by herself but after she was this film she instantly stopped eating meat of all kinds. Well except for fish so I guess you can properly call her a Pescatarian. She will on eat sea creatures and I think the reason for that is there isn't really an inhumane way to kill fish because you take them out of the water and they die so it's pretty easy/not bad. We played some beer pong but then went in and slept early morning rising for the Grad ceremony. Noelle got up at 7 a.m. and headed to the Bear which is a local burger and other food place where they served all grads some delicious mamosa's to commemorate their time spent at Chico State University. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other family members and I walked to the school and grabbed up our saved seats from Lindsay my sisters best friend and roomie of 3 years. We stayed as long as we could for the ceremony and heard them call my sis's name then we cheered like a bunch of freaks, quickly got up and ran outta there. My sister was early on in the ceremony so we figured sitting around for the next hour and some to listen to peoples names that weren't my sisters wasn't very important. So we left to get back to my sister's house and get ready for her party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The party was fun and the food was delicious my mom had cooked a lot of stuff and brought a lot of stuff from home and it all turned out really good :). All the families my sister babysits for and works for came to the party their were like 15 kids and they were all so cute. My fave was little Audrey (i accidentally called her Aubrey... ) but she was sassy and had like 8 clips in her hair and junkly earrings super super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the childrens left and their parents too it was time for some Beer Pong and other drinking games. Natalie and I played against Robbie and Erin (erin is Hillary my sis's roomates boyfriend) he was super funny and Hill gave Erin Kings of Leon tickets for his Graduation super amazing he flipped a BITCH about it (he was super stoked). Robbie and Erin won but they were super scared we were 1-1 on the cups and they were super super super worried because they were not expecting me to be a shark it was pretty sick. Then I went to bed woke up and got dressed re-packed my bag and flew back home. Arrived home to a garage filled with Dog poop I have no idea why they had gone all over the garage because they had their door to get in and out it was just ridic. So i cleaned it all up and then fed them again and then I came in the house and watched some movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite random movies I've watched so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A Walk in the Clouds - a great Keanu Reeves love story about him falling in love with a mexican vineyard heiress who is pregnant with another mans child after WW2. super super good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Jumper - I have two words... Hayden Christensen. that is all. :) :) :):):):):):):):):0 for sure:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;translation: he is super hott and he's adorable in that movie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood - Sandra Bullock playing a southern girl who grew up with a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crazy mom and blamed her for it but still very good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Nim's Island - currently watching and I haven't quite decided what I think yet but Jodie Foster as a neurotic sanitation freak is kinda funny :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's what I've been up to Bri is coming over for dinner tonight and then we are going to see 17 Again ....yummmy zack efron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And NOW A List of Actors I'd like to date in the order of which I most want to date... I think you might be a little shocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxMvR-lhrI/AAAAAAAAABI/S-Rsi6N8XL0/s1600-h/myboooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227633318037170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxMvR-lhrI/AAAAAAAAABI/S-Rsi6N8XL0/s320/myboooooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shia LaBeouf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxNogBf7GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/H0yrgWguBIs/s1600-h/HUSBAND.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340228616340892770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxNogBf7GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/H0yrgWguBIs/s320/HUSBAND.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxOegY75fI/AAAAAAAAABY/HNQposdPRBU/s1600-h/Wendell+Bray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229544152131058" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxOegY75fI/AAAAAAAAABY/HNQposdPRBU/s320/Wendell+Bray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Terry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Taylor Lautner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. John Francis Daley &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ many more but those are just a delicious few. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-4603749720574385312?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/4603749720574385312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4603749720574385312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4603749720574385312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/ShxMvR-lhrI/AAAAAAAAABI/S-Rsi6N8XL0/s72-c/myboooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-1860750346536125033</id><published>2009-05-15T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:29:45.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frantic Fridayyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>So it wasn't actually that frantic at all. My morning started with a shower and some music. Got on the trolley and as I arrived at SDSU and was walking towards the Physical Sciences North building where I would be taking my Communications final my purse broke. No biggy though, I saw the Cash for Books tent and returned my comm book I only got 9.50 for it (lame because I bought the book for like 60.00 +) used some packing tape and fixed my purse went to the market to buy the scantrons I thought I needed turned out I had the wrong ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my comm class was annoyed by one of my classmates who I will not name, lets just say this person has been repetively getting on my nerves for the past 2 weeks and I don't understand why but I know that I can't be around them in an educational atmosphere anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, took my comm final instantly finished pretty quickly and feel pretty good about it i dont think i really missed many. i calculated that i could get a 125+ and keep an A in the class. or a High B. but I'm really hoping for the A.&lt;br /&gt;Anthro final... B- or B+ not too sure I told my dad I tried my best and that the other teacher we had was good but the way she taught wasn't my style and while i did try to adapt to it I really couldn't grasp major concepts because of how boring the subject had become.&lt;br /&gt;I have an english final on tuesday + my euro final which I dont think either will be terrible but I for sure need to study so i should probably get back to that.&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone is doing well, have a great weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-1860750346536125033?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/1860750346536125033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/frantic-fridayyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1860750346536125033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1860750346536125033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/frantic-fridayyyyyyy.html' title='Frantic Fridayyyyyyy'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3669269657798689133</id><published>2009-05-05T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:06:27.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"a-b-c it's as easy as one - two - three</title><content type='html'>Do-ray-mi a-b-c you and me girl."- Jackson 5 :)&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: im a baby im 18.&lt;br /&gt;B - Bed size: Full&lt;br /&gt;C - Chore you hate: re-organizing my closet.&lt;br /&gt;D - Dog's name: Petey (Pedro) and Penny (Pene)&lt;br /&gt;E - Essential start your day item: Water&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite color: Purple&lt;br /&gt;G - Gold or Silver: gold&lt;br /&gt;H - Height: 5' 9''&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments you play(ed): piano&lt;br /&gt;J - Job title: Scooper/Sales Associate&lt;br /&gt;K - Kid(s): none yet but I want like 4. :) big families are fun families.&lt;br /&gt;L - Living arrangements: with my parents until my senior year of college or until i get a job as a teacher and can afford to live on my own which is in the distant future...darnit&lt;br /&gt;Mom's name: Kari Marie&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicknames: Tash, Tasha, Ta-ta, Na-wa-wa(don't ask), NattyIce, NattyBoomBoom.&lt;br /&gt;O - Overnight hospital stay: As a newborn about a week later I had scarlet fever and had to stay in the hospital for a week.&lt;br /&gt;P - Pet Peeve: not texting back, not calling back, not making eye contact, being annoying on the trolley when people are just trying to get home.&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote from a movie: "I am just a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love me" and "For once will you just say what you really mean?"&lt;br /&gt;R - right or left-handed: Righty&lt;br /&gt;S - Siblings: Natalie Marie, Marisa Michelle and Noelle Kathleen&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you wake up: M-W-F: 6:00, Tuesday Thursday: 9:30 or earlier. Saturdays/ Sundays depends on what shift i have at work.&lt;br /&gt;U - Underwear: i dont understand the question, i like wearing underwear though if thats what you are asking letter U.&lt;br /&gt; V - Vegetable you dislike: is a tomato a fruit or a vegetable i can never tell either way I dont like WHOLE tomato's just like chopped tomatos&lt;br /&gt;W - Ways you run late: Not getting up to take a shower is usually why im late to class or the trolley took forever to leave the station.&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you've had: arm, ankle, teeth&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy food you make: Cookies, sometimes pasta but Im better at cookies and PB&amp;amp;J sandwhiches&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zoo favorite: Elephants and Polar Bears :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an ABC random fact survey that was on my friend courtney's notes on her facebook i felt it was necessary for me to do it so that I wouldn't write my assignment for Anthro :) Aren't you so proud of me ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3669269657798689133?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3669269657798689133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-c-its-as-easy-as-one-two-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3669269657798689133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3669269657798689133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-c-its-as-easy-as-one-two-three.html' title='&quot;a-b-c it&apos;s as easy as one - two - three'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7321890470232346705</id><published>2009-05-01T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:43:32.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today,&lt;/strong&gt; i felt about 5x more worried about school then usual then two seconds later I felt a lot better. I haven't written anything creative in a while or on here so I figured I update. Nothings been going on just a lot of nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm going to ask your opinion after I explain whats going on...alright here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Boy(will be the name I call this person which i'm sure you can figure out who he really is fairly quickly since you know me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So boy and I hang out we end up drinking a little (i know terrible but I haven't done that in a while and I didn't want to seem like a party pooper) we go on the trolley to the baseball game. Pretty drunk we get to the park and I pay for our two tickets it had been his birthday and I hadn't seen him in a while so I thought it would be only fair to pay for the tickets... turns out they were 100 dollars but still no biggie for me. We head in, we sit down we slowly lose the buzz of the alcohol as the game progressively sucks more and more. This was the night that the Padres decided to start with a crappy pitcher and make us lose 10 to 1, anyways we get food we eat, we watch the game we laugh we enjoy eachothers company we leave early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We take the trolley back to his car he had been saying most of the night that the alcohol was making him tired but I figured it being 9:30 would make him realize it was a little to early to just take me home. So when he asked how to get back I asked to where my place or his... a few minutes later he says "yeah lets just go to mine we can watch a movie." We get back to his place we flip through some channels we kiss and cuddle we nap in his bed we kiss and then we talk. I ask him if he's excited about leaving he says yeah, i ask if he's gunna miss me he says yeah. Later we talk about why we aren't together, i say i understand its because he's leaving he says thats one reason the other is because he's in love with his ex still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OUCH. Like a rock being jabbed into my ear and twisted a few times, I had wished to never have heard this. So theres my question, what do i do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Everyone else says move on pick someone else just forget about him, but i dont want to. I don't see a reason to, we are still friends he is still adorable and he is still ... him. this boy this guy this fool look at what he's turned me into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;btw this is such a girlie post, i feel like a nerd to ask but still. I just dont know what to do, how do i get him to focus on someone else not on her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- love tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7321890470232346705?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7321890470232346705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7321890470232346705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7321890470232346705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been a Long Time'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-5246804337314639451</id><published>2009-04-18T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:03:45.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella Luna-a-a-a</title><content type='html'>Grades are currently:&lt;br /&gt;English 260 - B + (87.9)&lt;br /&gt;Comm 103- A- (91.2) * I filled in my scores for stuff that I dont know and I gave myself 5 points off on each thing that it was so that I was fair so this may also be a B+&lt;br /&gt;Anthropolgy- A- (92.9) ** pending that I do a blood donation and that Blackboard eventually adds my 40 points that it currently isn't counting&lt;br /&gt;European Studies- A+ (95.96)&lt;br /&gt;ASL - B+ (88.8889) for some reason I have a B .. maybe it's because Franco doesn't want to show preferential treatment. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha Well yeah so right now I'm on my way to having all A's basically which is good that'll get my mom off my back.&lt;br /&gt;I have one more chance to take the Permit test. I know i can pass it and I will so that's fine.&lt;br /&gt;in other news, I've been writing many different stories all random and all differently conceptualized.&lt;br /&gt;Currently writing:&lt;br /&gt;Seven Deadly Sins - This story/ short story/ possible novel was inspired by Shela T. my good friend and editing confidant, one day I will be sending her my manuscripts first and hope she doesn't Stephenie Meyer any of it and make me not publish something ( I am referring to Midnight Sun lol) Anyways this story is about 7 sisters all of which were cursed with the seven various sins after their father makes a deal with an old hag/witch for a life full of riches... wow me writing that little sentence just made me want to delete all that i have written and write something differently. lol that's wierd. hold on let me make that a note in the document....alright so anyways. The story centers around the seven girls and their stories but it's through the eyes of the youngest sister named Lissy who is the sin of Lust. if your intersted in reading the chapters and such let me know when i get more into it I'll send 'em your way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random POV book: this one im not to sure i think i want to do a Nick and Norah styled book where things hop back and forth because I think that's fun I just don't know where any of this would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil Wears Prada Meets 27 Dresses Meets Series of Unfortunate Events: This one is a little more wierd. I am trying to write an unfortunate love story involving a girl who is new to Chicago and is trying to fit in with her co-workers who are complete opposites of her while trying not to fall in love with her boss who ends up needing her to be a surrogate type mom for his kid and all sorts of stuff. idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forgotten: which is a story I've been working on the longest about a girl named Charlotte who is in a car accident and is taken in by a kind woman who has some baggage herself and she meets a guy and there is a killer on the loose it's all kinda twisted and crazy but fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Episode of Bones for Daniella: my friend Daniella and I are huge fans of the show Bones on Fox it's really good but daniella and I secretly want to be on the show all the time so i'm writing us an episode :) its kinda fun. there are like a few of the actors that are super cute that i have to figure out how she or I will end up with one of them. idk. but yeah :) it's fun it'd be sick to one day like intern in the writing offices at fox... i wonder if my sister knows anything about that .. hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways im going to ZUMBA tomorrow at my aunts gym or at least I'm supposed to so i should probably crash now and wake up at like 8 tomorrow :).. i woke up at like 6:40 a.m today and was like damn... really? then i woke up at 9 it was odd.&lt;br /&gt;well goodnight my loves enjoy this wierd and random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bella luna thing is from a Jason Mraz song i love him.&lt;br /&gt;and John Mayer... yessum sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-5246804337314639451?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/5246804337314639451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/bella-luna-a.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5246804337314639451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5246804337314639451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/bella-luna-a.html' title='Bella Luna-a-a-a'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3400518987246717950</id><published>2009-04-15T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:24:17.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I learned</title><content type='html'>Today I learned 1 of the most important signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not get along with my mother"&lt;br /&gt;in sign language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franco asked "who do you not get along with?" Obviously he didn't mean for it to be a very personal question but he didn't mean to not get an answer.&lt;br /&gt;I said "my mom"&lt;br /&gt;he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;he said " I can tell"&lt;br /&gt;he's more perceptive then half the people in my life and he can't even hear me bitch and complain about her. why couldn't i have met him so many years ago and known that there was this whole other world where peolpe are so much more open honest and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;he apologized and said he didn't mean to hurt my feelings or get me upset, he was more worried about upsetting me then finding out why we don't get along... that's a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i would have met him 4 years ago maybe i could have had a shot but then again i would have been 14 and 14 year olds aren't that attractive. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to work . for my 3-cl shift. i look forward to the day i can drive myself away from this house and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still wishing i had met him earlier... damn that boy is cute :) lol .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3400518987246717950?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3400518987246717950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-learned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3400518987246717950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3400518987246717950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-learned.html' title='Today I learned'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-697239769653847870</id><published>2009-04-14T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:08:08.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caved In</title><content type='html'>I have officially caved in and got a twitter.&lt;br /&gt;You can blame my obsession with knowledge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortest post ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-697239769653847870?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7030729091727012369</id><published>2009-04-10T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:35:00.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pro's and Con's of Breathing</title><content type='html'>Currently listening to : "Calling All Angels" by Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i'm going to make a pro-con list for these two people and I want you my readers and followerd to help me decide okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pro- Con List for Person A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ is also an english major&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ handsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- ridiculously shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- lives far away when not in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ is close to his family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- may transfer schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ very attractive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ loves poetry and writing and english related topics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pro-Con List for Person B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ very sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ has a great sense of humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-/+ lives at a distance but is willing to drive to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- ( i am not) physically attracted to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ loves music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- sometimes will not listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;+ makes me feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- kinda cocky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there is what i can currently think of I'm sure im leaving stuff out but off of A and B who is better?&lt;br /&gt;some of you may know either of these people but I doubt it but still just make A DECISION because I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7030729091727012369?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7030729091727012369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/pros-and-cons-of-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7030729091727012369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7030729091727012369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/pros-and-cons-of-breathing.html' title='The Pro&apos;s and Con&apos;s of Breathing'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7612172753155276520</id><published>2009-04-09T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:27:42.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;aRt by Natasha P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"If I were to write and never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could never tell you the pain I've felt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the hunger I've had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the love I've lost and spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I were to sing and never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the world would spin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on my fingertips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as I tried to explain you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I were to paint a single picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of what my heart looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your eyes your lips your ears your nose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would take the shape of every stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My art is my life my life is nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but words, songs and pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but they'd be nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without the words I've read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from fantasy to scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll try to write, paint and sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but without you my love they will cease to mean a thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tell me what you think I need some feedback even if its bad and yes i realize there is no sign of a rhyme scheme thi sis much more freee flowing. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7612172753155276520?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7612172753155276520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7612172753155276520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7612172753155276520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/poem.html' title='a poem?'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-1337373875803285258</id><published>2009-04-06T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:06:59.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiences..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone has asked me the question before if i think the mind and body are seperate from eachother or if they are one, it's a philosophical question meant to make you think about people being either solely of mind or of body or if they all must work together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anatomically we all know that the body can't function without the brains original motion, me typing this blog isn't possible without the communication between my mind and my body but at the same time I can't help but think that they are seperate, there are times when your body tells you what it wants without being able of being interpreted by your mind. Those magnetic pulls that you get between you and another person, please realize I am writing this as I watch one of my favorite paranormal shows, Paranormal State. This show is based off of a group of students from Penn State University who travel across the country travelling to the homes of various American citizens who suffer from paranormal activity that they currently live in fear of or are experiencing and don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways back as I was saying philosophically speaking people don't philosophize enough in this world. Do me a favor watch this video : (credit to my friend SeanPhenomenon for having it first)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3156959&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3156959&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3156959"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bathtub IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/keithloutit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keith Loutit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So watch that and try and tell me that you don't feel small, that is real video not some little animated thing with clay or anything. It's a specific way of filming called Tilt Shift, and it's intense I left sean a comment saying that this video made me realize maybe we are all just in God's bathtub kicking it from time to time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me know what you think philosophize if you can :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-1337373875803285258?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/1337373875803285258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/experiences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1337373875803285258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1337373875803285258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/experiences.html' title='Experiences..'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3260563572586280763</id><published>2009-04-03T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:55:26.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100x</title><content type='html'>100 Truth Share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage : Arizona Lemon Tea&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call : Gabby/ Jacob&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message : "Goodmorning girl" - Scott&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to : "Why Don't You Call Me" by Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried : Wednesday when i failed my test... twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. Dropped your phone in the toilet : no but I have dropped it in the sink when it had water in it but it was totally fine.&lt;br /&gt;7. Depended on someone : I depend on my mom to drive me to the trolley and work and everywhere which is a crying shame. I depend on my friends to support me in decisions i make, if i didn't depend on people I dont think that'd be very good.&lt;br /&gt;8. Dated someone : Yes, and sometimes it worked sometimes it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;9. Been cheated on : yes.&lt;br /&gt;10. Kissed someone &amp; regretted it :yes his name is/was Zach... i regret it because now i have to see him every once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;11. Been in love: Can't say that I have...because i don't think i even understand that feeling&lt;br /&gt;12. Been depressed : For Sure.. i mean i am a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;13. Been dumped : Yes, recently too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;14. Purple&lt;br /&gt;15. Cerulean (or Electric Blue)&lt;br /&gt;16. Dark Gray (slate gray)&lt;br /&gt;17. Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU IN THE PAST 15 YEARS:&lt;br /&gt;18. Made new friends : of course.. i've been making new friends since i was 1.&lt;br /&gt;19. Fallen out of love : with bands .. i can only love them for so long.&lt;br /&gt;20. Laughed until you cried : my sister noelle can make me do that in an instant it's kinda embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;21. Met someone who changed you : I've met people who have inspired me and i've met people who  have changed the way i think and i've met people who try to change me but i change under my own choice.&lt;br /&gt;22. Found out who your true friends were : yeah i'd say that's happened a few times.&lt;br /&gt;23. Found out someone was talking about you : Yes, and i find something out like that almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;24. Kissed anyone on your friend's list : on my top friends list on my myspace.. NO. on My facebook out of all of my friends no.. or well yeah but not intimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;25. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life : Most of them.&lt;br /&gt;26. How many kids do you want to have : I want to have 3 or 4 kids, but I also want to be a registered foster parent for kids 7 and up, hopefully end up adopting a few of them. All kids need is love and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have any pets : I have two dogs, Petey and Pennie they are jack russell terriers and are super CUTE :)&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you want to change your name : I still think if my parents would have named me Mia i would have been a completely different person but I like my name. not saying I wont use Mia for one of my own kids I love that name and Abby. ( IM GOING to do a blog of baby names i like. ) &lt;br /&gt;29. What did you do for your last birthday : Dinner with the family at my house, and then dinner with my girls at cheesecake factory for some fun.&lt;br /&gt;30. What time did you wake up today : 7:50 i had to go to work at 9 and i needed to get read so .. yeah. 7:50&lt;br /&gt;31. What were you doing at midnight last night : talking to Jacob on the phone and reading blogs/ looking at different comedians online.&lt;br /&gt;32. Name something you CANNOT wait for : pay check on sunday, the day i meet r-patz and the day i can be free.&lt;br /&gt;33. Last time you saw your father : This morning.&lt;br /&gt;34. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life : If only I could read minds.&lt;br /&gt;35. What are you listening to right now : Saturday in the Park by Chicago live on the Craig Ferguson show.&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom : I've talked to Tom Delonge before from Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;37. What's getting on your nerves right now : being sleepy but not tired, and this stupid virus that is attacking my computer&lt;br /&gt;38. Most visited webpage : facebook,myspace, youtube and perezhilton (the source)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABOUT YOU:&lt;br /&gt;39. What’s your real name : Natasha&lt;br /&gt;40.Nicknames : Tash, tasha, ta-ta, tana&lt;br /&gt;41. Relationship Status : Single.&lt;br /&gt;42. Zodiac sign : Libra, Horse&lt;br /&gt;43. Male or female or transgender : Female&lt;br /&gt;44. Elementary : Loma Portal&lt;br /&gt;45. Middle School : Dana/ Steven V. Correia&lt;br /&gt;46. High school : Point Loma&lt;br /&gt;47. Hair color : Brown and a little blonde.&lt;br /&gt;48. Long or short : Long&lt;br /&gt;49. Height : 5'9” &lt;br /&gt;50. Do you have a crush on someone : i usually do.&lt;br /&gt;52: What do you like about yourself : I know how to cheer people up.&lt;br /&gt;53. Piercings : just my ears.&lt;br /&gt;54. Tattoos : None, yet. I am planning on getting my wrist foot and neck done dome time soon though.&lt;br /&gt;55. Righty or lefty : Righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;56. First love : I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;57. First piercing : Ears at 6 month old.&lt;br /&gt;58. First best friends : Kelly Jane&lt;br /&gt;59. First sport you joined : Softball&lt;br /&gt;60. First pet : Princes.. or maybe the birds.. i can't remember i was really little.&lt;br /&gt;61. First vacation : San Francisco I was 8 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. First concert : Christina Aguilera when I was 10. &lt;br /&gt;63. First crush : David Lockwood when I was 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;64. Eating : nothing.&lt;br /&gt;65. Drinking : agua.&lt;br /&gt;66. I'm about to : go take out my contacts they are kinda bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;67. Listening to : the hum of my laptop working hard.&lt;br /&gt;68. Waiting for : the world to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;69. Want kids : YES of course i do.&lt;br /&gt;70. want to get married : Of course.&lt;br /&gt;71. Careers in mind : Teaching, ASL Interpreter, Writer or Photographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX? :&lt;br /&gt;72. Lips or eyes : Eyes, I like them pretty.&lt;br /&gt;73. Hugs or kisses : it's a specific kiss. a kiss on the forehead makes me melt.&lt;br /&gt;74. Shorter or taller : Taller please.&lt;br /&gt;75. Older or Younger : OLDER. younger boys... just. ergh..&lt;br /&gt;76. Romantic or spontaneous : I like spontanaity.&lt;br /&gt;77. Nice stomach or nice arms : Definitely arms, better to hold me with.&lt;br /&gt;78. Sensitive or loud : Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;79. Hook-up or relationship : Relationship. Because i'm really sick of all this non-sense i've been dealing wiht. &lt;br /&gt;80. Trouble maker or hesitant : I do like the hesistant type of guy because i think it's adorable if a guy is nervous to try and kiss me. I can not stand the guys who think they are going to get exactly what they want when they want it .. it kinda makes me want to punch them in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;81. Kissed a stranger : yes.&lt;br /&gt;82. Dined &amp; Dashed : No&lt;br /&gt;83. Lost glasses/contacts : yes&lt;br /&gt;84. Sex on first date : nope.&lt;br /&gt;85. Broken someone's heart : can't say that i have.&lt;br /&gt;86. Had your own heart broken : yeah.&lt;br /&gt;87. Been arrested : i've been told to sit in the back of a police car but they didn't arrest me.&lt;br /&gt;88. Turned someone down : yeah, but i try to do it very very nicely.&lt;br /&gt;89. Cried when someone died : yes everytime even if i wasn't that close to them.&lt;br /&gt;90. Liked a friend that was a girl? : as my bestie and loverr of all time. yeah i love/like most of my friends.. just not in a romantic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;91. Yourself : no.&lt;br /&gt;92. Miracles : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;93. Love at first sight : I believe in LUST at first sight, you think that guys all cute and you kinda want to talk to him but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;94. Heaven : yes.&lt;br /&gt;95. Santa Claus : no.&lt;br /&gt;96. Kiss on the first date : it better be an AMAZING DATE.&lt;br /&gt;97. Angels : yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;98. Is there one person you want to be with right now : yeah :(.&lt;br /&gt;99. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time : no, but i have been one of the 2 or 3 girlfriends before.&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths : how bout 100x which means 100 times. 100 TIMES i told the truth and didn't lie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3260563572586280763?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3260563572586280763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/100x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3260563572586280763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3260563572586280763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/100x.html' title='100x'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-3768808443387284561</id><published>2009-04-02T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:10:19.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Check One Love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So i love music a lot, but recently haven't been finding anything that i could dig on and not get sick of. Such as Michael Jackson, I've never had a problem with Michael's music just his personal life. But I can always listen to it and feel 100's of times better about my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a huge fan of musicians from underground areas places like waco,texas and that type of thing but recently everyone that's coming out of the woodworks sound all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I suggest to all of you reading that you check out a girl named Anuhea (a-new-hey-ya), she's from Maui and she's actually a friend of mines sister and she's very talented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/anuheajams"&gt;www.myspace.com/anuheajams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also adore when people can cover a band or a song and it comes out just as good or better. Here are some videos of covers that I love the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7Gsq7VRirs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7Gsq7VRirs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And guess what? I know that girl! That's my friend Shela from Ben and Jerry's down in Sea Port holla at my girl she's got some pipes. :) , she sings so beautifully I keep telling her she needs to do a special cover just for me of some MJ or maybe some Alicia Keys.... Speaking of Ms. Keys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yznog3gPcF4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yznog3gPcF4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's reallllly good, i love that song it's so perfect and speaks to the plight of men and women in relationships everywhere. If you've seen the movie He's Just Not That Into You or if you've read that : "If he's not calling you, he's just not that into you." True true true. That's why I don't mess with them punks no more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now heres an MJ cover by some filipino's. Seanphenomenon i think you'll enjoy this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1M5El4TItIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1M5El4TItIM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully you enjoyed this multi-media blog. I love all of these videos i think i'm going to watchthem another 20 million times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way you make me feel it really turns me on you knock me off my feet my lonely days are gone.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-3768808443387284561?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/3768808443387284561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-check-one-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3768808443387284561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/3768808443387284561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-check-one-love.html' title='One Check One Love....'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-8683837480869023642</id><published>2009-03-29T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:58:17.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing a New Story</title><content type='html'>I want to start writing again, my last story was good and I still have some feeling towards it but I really want to try and put a progressively good plot together that will actually take a LOT of time and effort to write down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words I want to write a new book but I want some ideas on what it should be about...&lt;br /&gt;ill resort to YAHOO ANSWERS until SHELA responds to this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-8683837480869023642?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/8683837480869023642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/writing-new-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8683837480869023642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8683837480869023642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/writing-new-story.html' title='Writing a New Story'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-505552998191650755</id><published>2009-03-28T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:11:52.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Wild Things Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="296" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/p0nt52avzFqSyOVIlAbkEQ"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/p0nt52avzFqSyOVIlAbkEQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can't wait for this, I'll feel like I'm 5 again and feel safe and alone all at once.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doesn't everyone feel like a Wild Thing sometimes...?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-505552998191650755?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/505552998191650755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-wild-things-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/505552998191650755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/505552998191650755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-wild-things-are.html' title='Where the Wild Things Are'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-5040961533876721273</id><published>2009-03-28T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:08:53.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep this Going</title><content type='html'>Today, i didn't feel the need to do very much. That's a lie, I wanted to go out and spend my day in the sun walking around and enjoying everything else possible unfortunatley everyone else was too busy to do much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to contact one of the people i wanted to see most but they were too busy, or at least they made it seem that way. It makes me angry he doesn't want to spend some time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit cats outta the bag, i said he up there... so you know it's a guy. a guy i just met, but have gotten to know quickly. He's sweet and adorable very handsome, i just wish he'd take a lesson from the past and realize that he can't act that way and play a game like that. it's tre annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways like I was saying I spent my entire day.... doing absolutely positively NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;more annoying then what he was up to. I am flubustered with my day it makes me say ana's word "blergh" a lot and then think this is all "my bizzle" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take my permit test on wednesday.... not really nervous i just want to get it over with. the fact that i dont have my license is annoying the fact that everyone brings it up every chance they get makes me want to punch them in the face....&lt;br /&gt;anyways. that's it.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-5040961533876721273?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/5040961533876721273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/keep-this-going.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5040961533876721273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/5040961533876721273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/keep-this-going.html' title='Keep this Going'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-9065381006551258188</id><published>2009-03-25T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:41:15.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What If...</title><content type='html'>I wish i had a big huge list filled with What Ifs: So that i could type my reactions in the best of ways and answer them all during the day. Here are a few i could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you lost everything you owned in a fire: I would probably cry, not for the material objects but for the few things that I can't get back that meant so much like the pictures of my grandmother holding me and my sisters hands at christmas and pictures of her first communion and her confirmation when she was 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if a car came through your room right now: I'd probably poop a brick out. That would HORRIFY ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you could have one super power: I'd want to be able to read minds, i like knowing what other people think. Not because i crave their approval but because i want their most honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if Rob Pattinson asked you to get married: I'd say yes and run off to vegas with him. DUH ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so other then those questions I'd love to have more. I've always wanted to be interviewed and the funny thing is one day before my Anthro class early in the morning I saw my friend ashley and i was like HEY. and then this girl came up and asked if she could get a sound bite of what i thought about the A.S. elecions and about other stuff for the school. I said yeah and answered her. I told her my voice sounds terrible on tape because it really does and she said it was fine but she also said she liked my answers. I really think me being interviewed would be super funnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i totally aced my history midterm, i totally didn't do good on my last test in my anthro class but w.e. im taking my permit test next week. im hanging out with Jordan sometime soon i hope ...:). and Gabby and I are mad freestylers and were REALLY GOOD. it's kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like im white and i can freestyle SAY WHAT? but no joke im good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-9065381006551258188?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/9065381006551258188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-if.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/9065381006551258188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/9065381006551258188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-if.html' title='What If...'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-1636870731095845670</id><published>2009-03-20T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:25:07.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrating.</title><content type='html'>Angry and frustrated is how i feel, because my sister doesn't know how to mind her own damn business and stay out of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got a C + on a test and my mom blew up on me and said im not applying myself. where this is true at the same time i also spent part of my day studying and fulfilling a promise to a friend to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whatever she is dumb. im super mad. need to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-1636870731095845670?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/1636870731095845670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustrating.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1636870731095845670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/1636870731095845670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustrating.html' title='frustrating.'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7247332444071022372</id><published>2009-03-15T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:37:52.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons</title><content type='html'>I throw them back and demand Edward Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I am still giggling about that quote from you shela.. hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quick little overview of whats up... Last night me and the girls Akilah, Courtney, Gabby, Kate, Kristine, Lauren and Shela all went to RA Sushi restaraunt in Downtown SD. Super good sushi i suggest the edamame miso soup california roll the chicken yakisoba and the shrimp tempura, and the shrimp tempura roll... okay nvm that list goes on for like days... SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;and i made me some new friends Akilah Courtney Kate Kristine SO I WAS TOTALLY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we were leaving we read the parking lot sign and it says every 15 minutes is 2 dollars an hour, and then it says 3 hours free with validation... and were like SHITT... we don't have a validation and the mall is closed.. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gabby and i ponder what to do. We drive down to the parking guy collecting money in his booth and I say to him we tried to get a validation from Ben And Jerrys ( i work at the one in SPV and we have our own validating machine but i didn't know the Horton Plaza just has a big ol machine in the middle of the foodcourt for people to put their ticket in to validate) So the guy says for me and gabby to pull up to the box and press the red help button. so we do.. and we inserted our ticket and it said [drumroll please]..ahem.... 32 american dollars for parking.... I THINK NOT! So we said "we didn't know we couldn't validate there" and so she said to press cancel on the machine so we did. Then she said Give 8 dollars to the guy in the booth but there was a parking guy walking around so he was like "I'll take it suzy" and he took the money and our ticket and we bounced.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;32 to 8.. awesome. im a genius and a very good liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and gabby kept the adventure up and we went and filled up her whipp with GAS. then we went to Fiji Yogurt where I was hoping my friend Steven was working. sadly he wasn't but Steven's friend from Hawaii Jordan was he was sweet so i gave him my number for when he is bored at work. I dont think he kept it. Then... guess what happened?.... I drove back home... SO INSANE!.. i actually drove. i was proud of myself. lol. yes im a nerd and dont have a license and i get all giddy when i get to drive a car. But gabby was freaking for a little bit like on my turns. I'm not very good at them... so yah. hahah. then we got home and went and listened to music and talked Gabby stayed over because it was late and i didn't want her to drive home all late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning gabby was like "lets go to Jamba for breakfast" and i was like "im down" so we were going to go and look all Hollywood rolling to Jamba... guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;Gabby's car her WHIPP... her BIG BERTHA (GOLDEN EAGLE) was not starting.. we thought it was the battery we thought it was the starter fluid... then we called her parents they came over and called triple a who was SURPRISINGLY FAST.&lt;br /&gt;then i worked it was lame now im writing this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suggestions for music:&lt;br /&gt;Iron and Wine.&lt;br /&gt;Damien Rice&lt;br /&gt;Ray LaMontague&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab for Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7247332444071022372?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7247332444071022372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7247332444071022372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7247332444071022372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When life gives you lemons'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-4679408407130029119</id><published>2009-03-08T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:20:17.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen from Shela...:)</title><content type='html'>Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iPod, iTunes, (or any MP3 player) on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW BAD IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey&lt;br /&gt;1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?"Jump in the Line" by Harry Belafonte&lt;br /&gt;* this is so true because I never answer questions like this directly... I always say ummm give me a minute. lol.&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?To Zion- Lauren Hill&lt;br /&gt;*JAM...no joke.. so maybe that means my personality is a heavenly based JAM.&lt;br /&gt;3) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?Are You Gonna Be My Girl? by Jet...&lt;br /&gt;*omg perfect, even though it should be boy.. but it's kinda perfect, you look so fine i really want to make you mine..&lt;br /&gt;4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?"Make Me Smile"by Chicago&lt;br /&gt;*sweeeeetttt, "i'm so happy that you love me life is lovely when you're near me"&lt;br /&gt;5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?"Why Don't You Call Me Anymore?" by Alicia Keys..&lt;br /&gt;* all i can do is laugh.. i'm always returning calls.&lt;br /&gt;6) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?"Hound Dog" by Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;* "You aint nothing but a Hound Dog.. You said you were High Class well that was just a line.." True that...&lt;br /&gt;7) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?"Your Rock my World" by Michael Jackson..&lt;br /&gt;* I love my ipod.. this is the PERFECT/BEST ANSWER EVER.. omg. i'm so happy. haha i LOVE MJ shout out to my boy Sean. :)&lt;br /&gt;8) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?"Cry Baby Cry" by Santana feat. Joss Stone and Sean Paul&lt;br /&gt;9) WHAT IS 2+2?Stop in the Name of Love by the Supremes&lt;br /&gt;10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?"Fooled around and fell in Love" by Elvin Bishop&lt;br /&gt;* I actually agree with this title because me and my friends are really silly but I think that brings us together and makes me love them even more. :)&lt;br /&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?"Breathe" by Faith Hill...wow. this actually works too.. yet again love my ipod..this ones to you. you know who you are..&lt;br /&gt;12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?"Hurricane Waters" by Citizen Cope&lt;br /&gt;13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?"Reinventing the Wheel So I can Run Myself Over" by Fall Out Boy... i'm giggling but slightly creeped.&lt;br /&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?"If You Don't Know Me By Now (Cover)" by Seal..... SOOOOOOO TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;15) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?"A Message" by Coldplay.. will deffinetly be on the playlist.&lt;br /&gt;16) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?Smooth by Santana featuring Rob Thomas&lt;br /&gt;* Sweet I want everyone to celebrate my life not be sad about it:)&lt;br /&gt;17) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?"Ring of Fire" by Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;18) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?"Sing Sing Sing" by Louis Prima&lt;br /&gt;* So now my secret is out.. I love to sing. hahaa. totally true.&lt;br /&gt;19) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?"I need You" by Paula Abdul&lt;br /&gt;* So true I will always need my girls :)&lt;br /&gt;20) WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?"Stuck to You" by Hellogoodbye&lt;br /&gt;* I guess getting TOO attached to something or one.. haha awkward.&lt;br /&gt;21) HOW WILL YOU DIE?"Cemetaries in London" by Coldplay...wow. I'm going to be barried in london?... that's kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;22) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?"Car Alarm" by Dane Cook&lt;br /&gt;* this is a track off of his comedy special where he talks about the sounds that make you go crazy or make you happy... I guess I'll regret the sounds I didn't listen to.&lt;br /&gt;23) WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?"Somebody Told Me" by The Killers...&lt;br /&gt;*"Breaking my back just to know your name... 17 Tracks and I've had it With this GAMEEE" SO TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;24) WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?Death and all His Friends- Coldplay... So true. I cry at funerals of people i'm not even all that close to just because of the remorse in the air.&lt;br /&gt;25) WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED? My ipod just reset itself... awkward.. the song it showed before it was , "in this life" by Chantel Kreviazuk and now it's showing.... CREEEEPY. "Let Me Sign" by Rob Pattinson.... omg. I'm getting married to Rob Pat in this life. SWEET. :)&lt;br /&gt;26) WHAT MAKES YOU SCARED?"I found a Reason" by Cat Power&lt;br /&gt;27) DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?"My Rollercoaster" byKimya Dawson&lt;br /&gt;* I will take that as someone likes me up and down... which is funny because I find that to be true about him too .. :)&lt;br /&gt;28) IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?"Starving Your Friends" by Envy on the Coast.&lt;br /&gt;* I guess I'm going back to stop world hunger. yay me.&lt;br /&gt;29) WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?"Thriller" by Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;30) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS NOTE AS?Bella Luna by Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well this was totally fun/creepy/awkward/true.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy my answers and do this yourself because it's fun. I'm happy with alot of my answers and my ipod has never made me feel so loved before. haha. Well now i'm off to do laundry and study some more for comm. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 FOREVER AND ALWAYS natasha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-4679408407130029119?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/4679408407130029119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/stolen-from-shela.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4679408407130029119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4679408407130029119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/stolen-from-shela.html' title='Stolen from Shela...:)'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-413729850761458745</id><published>2009-03-04T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:34:11.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Talking about the show and the feeling... the show usually gives me the lost feeling but this time im talking about the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love it because it's insane but I'm also on team "just kill that guy before he does anything else" because im really sick of seeing the same guy be the bad guy and do something wrong every time and people not doing ANYTHING to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also on team Jate. (Jack and Kate) because they are oh so cute, i &lt;3 them together.&lt;br /&gt;Other then that It's like half an hour from the new episode so i thought i'd blog a bit.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;blogging done. Im going to watch scary youtube videos from Paranormal State now.. i love that show it's so great. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-413729850761458745?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/413729850761458745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/413729850761458745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/413729850761458745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-231956582075501724</id><published>2009-03-03T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:44:47.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Quickie...</title><content type='html'>A QUICK update... gosh get your minds outta the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was lame/boring I helped my mom with this wedding and dealt with insane lady who calls herself a Wedding Coordinator I wanted to punch  her in the face. That was on saturday, my cousin aunt mom and I went to KINGS fish house after which kinda made me feel better and then I paid and my mom was like "that's fine considering you are the only one with money."... this statement is very true. I kinda like having money. lol. probably why I NEVER buy clothes for myself... wait this is a quickie i can't go into detail about my shopping habits right now... later though much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday i worked at B&amp;amp;J. Good times Vince cracks me up (he's my manager who is like 5 feet 4 inches but is more swoll then Schwarzeneger was in Terminator, basically he can kick anyones ass) made like 16 dollars in TIPS i was stoked. thanks for the help regina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - class was lame. as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday... shit today is tuesday this means that i have an hour to get ready for classs. oh wait i already am ready...i should clean my room... NOT.&lt;br /&gt; * OH EM GGEEEEE... last nights episode of Kyle XY murdered me... so good. I love Matt Dallas he is one of my TV lovers him and Hugh Laurie(House), Milo Ventimiglia(Heroes), Zach Levi...(From Chuck, yum), Ryan(from Paranormal State.. I can't remember his last name but he's a real person... so i may have a shot :)) , Matthew Fox (Lost), Eric Szmanda (CSI: LAS VEGAS..so cute), this list will be forever... wait. no i think that's it.. i'll make a better one in my next update which will be around 7 when i get home from class tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that... Kyle XY was amazing.. Im on team Kessi. (Kyle and Jessi)... I'm also on Team Robtasha (Rob P. and Myself)... if you dont know him dont bother asking that just instantly takes you out of the running :)...&lt;br /&gt;okay im outtie 5000 peace. &lt;3 natasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-231956582075501724?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/231956582075501724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/231956582075501724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/231956582075501724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/03/quickie.html' title='a Quickie...'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-820677225513443461</id><published>2009-02-26T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:24:49.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I Lay Me Down to Sleep</title><content type='html'>Im writing this blog quite literally inbetween the sheets. I'm getting ready for bed after watching the Beat Freaks give some pretty awesome performances alongside Quest Crew on ABDC, if you dont watch the show don't bother getting into it now ...11:11...hold on...sorry bout that. Anyways big show for next week planned Thursday Night at 10 watch it just to see some amazing people dance.&lt;br /&gt;Now for more serious topics, tonight i thought about who i know in my life that at any moment i could call and have them right by my side. Not many came to mind but then I realized I dont have everyones number that would probably come help me. I had a dream the other night where i had to help a lot of my friends while trying to keep the guy i'm crushing on at bay...needless to say it's a dream so it ended nicely hand holding and cuddling.&lt;br /&gt;I love to cuddle. no matter what that's the thing that makes me feel safest in a relationship knowing that i can curl up next to my boy and fall asleep. Have you ever seen those pictures of cats curled up in a ball on the floor in the corners of a couch or next to their owners where they just look so at peace and happy that nothing could even try to bother them in that moment.  Thats what it feels like. I also love to hold hands, i now know what the genotype is for the specific type of handholding that you do. (Shela knows what I'm talking about) .. Try this out if you dont know clasp your hands together with your fingers laced if your Left thumb is over your right you have a dominant gene for Left over right in your DNA. If it's right over left you have the recessive gene and you wont pass left over right on to your kids unless if your partner has it. I dont know why i found this part of my anthropology class so interesting. But then I feel like i do, i was so interested because i want to know what he does with his hands if he's right over left or left over right. That's how you know i'm crushing, i can't talk to that person and i wonder randomly about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets get off topic and talk about food. I'm watching the food network with that guy who kinda is awkward and talks directly to the camera and always says the scientific stuff about the food too. Right now he's making Bruschetta (my mom makes bomb brushetta) but this guys looks pretty good it's making me kinda hungry. Before he was making french toast which i also love, because it's just delicious. My mom makes this little bread things that in my family we call Crustini's , because they are just these little tostettes with honey and some type of cheese.. so good. OK, sorry i dont mean to make anyone hungry by talking about food. I think i'm getting hungry myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out i can get my ASL minor so i'm really happy, Franco helped me which is no surprise because he's such a great guy. But other then that I can't start working on it until next semester but that's fine with me :).&lt;br /&gt;Alright well now i'm going to go to sleep so i can dream about a certain person whom i will never reveal their name. :).... Have a good night everyone sweet dreams &lt;3 natasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-820677225513443461?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/820677225513443461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/820677225513443461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/820677225513443461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-i-lay-me-down-to-sleep.html' title='Before I Lay Me Down to Sleep'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-8605074658270970856</id><published>2009-02-24T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:23:07.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California</title><content type='html'>Oh San Diego you are so beautiful like a great dream in paradise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SaTOKjccfXI/AAAAAAAAABA/dVXocUq1iOY/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306592941657849202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SaTOKjccfXI/AAAAAAAAABA/dVXocUq1iOY/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today was pretty okay, nothing insane just class and that's it. I had lunch with Taylor it was nice she was able to vent about her troubles and we talked about all sorts of topics it was fun I love hearing other peoples points of view when i know they are still an open person and are willing to listen openly. I have this friend his name is Sean, we work together down at ben and jerrys, he makes me laugh. Sean has his own blog at seanphenomenon.blogspot.com i think/hope i spelt that right. He's a pretty chill guy and he always makes me laugh when we work together. At store two he's my dancing and singing partner he's also my intellectual partner we talk about stuff like whether the body and brain are seperate or together. He's a good friend and I rely on him for my daily intake of laughter and jams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jams = music that when you put it on you find it difficult to remain seated or still, because you need to dance shake drum or move.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JATM- Jam at the Moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my JATM- "Freeze" by T-pain featuring Chris (im the new michael jackson) Brown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I call him the new MJ strictly because people dont like MJ anymore as a person but they still love his music.  So to me that's what's happening to Chris Brown and that kinda sucks because he's too young for that to happen but that fool stepped outta line. Men be smart never hit a lady.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the beat freaks.. they be my girls. sean knows all about that. im shouting out a lot to sean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shela i have a book for you to read. ask me bout that tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay goodnight i love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stay classy san diego&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-8605074658270970856?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/8605074658270970856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/california.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8605074658270970856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8605074658270970856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/california.html' title='California'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SaTOKjccfXI/AAAAAAAAABA/dVXocUq1iOY/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-4430842358431805390</id><published>2009-02-21T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:05:53.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Send Me A Sign</title><content type='html'>One of these days i will sit.&lt;br /&gt;I will sit and sit and sit, waiting for someone to send me a sign. A large directional arrow as to where i should go what i should do who i should hang with who i should leave behind and forget. One of these days it will come and I will ignore it. I will ignore it for a few seconds and then I'll ponder it's validity and then i will ignore it some more until i finally decide that I'll take it's path and hope that everyone i meet along it will be nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;As i sit here tonight and type this im thinking about my friday that i spent at school. I took my anthropology test and felt pretty good about it while i left. I went to my communications class and said a funny speech about bad driving, I learned about stereotypes and how my T.A. is not triple x or Vin Diesel. Then I went to ASL where i decided i was going to minor in ASL and I went to talk to the main desk lady to speak to her about minoring. She told me to talk to the head of the department some Dr. or other. I left him a note because he wasn't in, with my email telling him i wanted to minor in ASL. Class went by fine after that I met Michelle(deaf) Don's(hearing) fiance she's really nice and she was very sweet about trying to get everyone to practice using their newly aqcuired asl skills. She was excited to see everyone working so hard to get things right and having fun with it. After class i wrote on the back of my paper to my professor that i decided to minor in asl. He was so happy and when i told him it was only because of him he said i was sweet and that he was happy to know he had inspired someone. When i got home from the trolley (after i was told by some random homeless that i was the prettiest girl in america) i checked my email.&lt;br /&gt;The ASL doctorate guy told me that ASL wasn't offered as a minor and that it was a program that wouldn't be starting for a few years... I was crushed to say the least. I sent him back an email saying thanks for taking the time to respond wish i could help in some way. Then i sent an email to my professor telling him I was not allowed to minor in ASL and was very upset... he hasn't said anything at all. My day was ruined, then i had to go to work and work. it wasn't funn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- also not fun. hung around my house all day then bought some new music worked on my speech for comm which is shaping up quite nicely if i say so myself and now im typing this. so... that's that. I believe i started at 9:23 and now i'm finished nearl forty minutes later.. jeez do i get distracted easily. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya tomorrow&lt;3 natasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-4430842358431805390?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/4430842358431805390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/send-me-sign.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4430842358431805390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/4430842358431805390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/send-me-sign.html' title='Send Me A Sign'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-7794911314175707605</id><published>2009-02-20T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:36:44.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumb-bunny...loves you.</title><content type='html'>Sorry the title has nothing to do with the post it' s just what popped into my head when i was looking around. Today was rather intense, I had my Euro class which is always boring, then I had salad sensations then went to the library for about 2 hours trying to find stuff for my communications speech. Came home barely focused on actually writing my outline or studying for anthro so then after that i went to Eric's house for some good ol not so very much good times. I feel sick sorta... im just tired. I am trying to study for my anthro class but that's not working. I'm  trying to write my outline that's not working either.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm typing a blog instead because that will make that better not. But at least I am willing to try.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight wasn't too fun but tomorrow should be interesting. I have a person i am nervous about seeing tomorrow but I am also excited to . Then there is my test and turning in my outline... both of these.. not too fun but at least it's a part of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-7794911314175707605?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/7794911314175707605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/thumb-bunnyloves-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7794911314175707605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/7794911314175707605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/thumb-bunnyloves-you.html' title='Thumb-bunny...loves you.'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-452140885976132046</id><published>2009-02-18T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:58:45.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Rawr" means I love you in Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SZyRJlAI4lI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qXJFKea9py0/s1600-h/shiaboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SZyOF6cRgjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ylXiho4rgcY/s1600-h/135243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270693373936178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SZyOF6cRgjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ylXiho4rgcY/s320/135243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this little cutie is Trevor my cousin to put it in simple terms. If i tried to explain how it is we are related you would become confused and a realization... we aren't related by blood but by love. Trevor is my Grandmother's Best Friends Grandson or Trevor is my mom's godmothers grandson or Trevor is my mom's really good friends they are practically family son. My mom's godmother is Dorothy she has two daughters that my family grew up with as a very close relationship, one of Dorothy's daughters has 3 girls Bree Alyssa and Christa Dorothy's other daughter has 3 boys Jamie Bobby and Trevor. We aren't related by blood at all but we all grew together my three sisters and i with Bree Alyssa and Christa and we all took turns babysitting the boys. Trevor is only 2 and he's turning 3 he's a menace he also has hundreds of nicknames my favorite is T-Crazy and Hambone. He comes over to my house once a week for fun at Kari's (my mom)he and my mom are BFFL. no joke. Today i got in the car from school and he says "my elephant his name Peanut" he just tells me about his day and talks about all the balloons he saw he's kind of obsessed with Balloons right now and then we go home and hang out if i'm lucky i can get him to take pictures on my webcam so that i'll have some of my own. Every girl in my family have pictures of him on our phones on our laptops in our digital camera's he's ours we love him so much to bad he's so CRAZY.. but we love him for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, family rant over rode the trolley with Jon and James i can never catch a break with them those two kill me with the amount of Movie qoutes the drop and James has this baby face that makes any of the faces he makes so highly animated and ridiculous that i nearly piss my pants laughing. Those two guys are just a bucket of chuckles. Today i had my Communications lecture totally boring... and reminded me that I have my speech on Monday.. AHHH I should work on that... seriously. My Anthropology class my test is on Friday.. yikes but I think i'll be good... and my favorite class ASL (american sign language) my favorite classs because it has my favorite teacher. He's a really nice guy and he's completely deaf and he's just the sweetest his girlfriend is hearing and they went to a wedding on sunday and he was telling me the bride was crying and his girlfriend was so happy and excited it was just cute... he's adorable. Valerie and I have a problem with that. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other then that today so far is going pretty well, I get to see Chelsea and Bri tonight so I'm super excited I feel like i have a century worth of information to spill to them but I know it's going to be less but I miss them so so much. Chelsea especially because she's ALWAYS so busy at school. If i was genius enough i woulf have plugged in my camera when i got home so that i could actually take pictures tonight but OH WELL. :(... anyways. Ill post later tonight about our night :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-452140885976132046?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/452140885976132046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/rawr-means-i-love-you-in-dinosaur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/452140885976132046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/452140885976132046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/rawr-means-i-love-you-in-dinosaur.html' title='&quot;Rawr&quot; means I love you in Dinosaur'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SZyOF6cRgjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ylXiho4rgcY/s72-c/135243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-32494848845010119</id><published>2009-02-17T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:30:52.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kings of Fire</title><content type='html'>"Sex on Fire" by Kings of Leon (current obsession)&lt;br /&gt;So today, was basic on most accounts of days have been. Something seemed to be in the air though a new breath of life and freedom. I dont know why but it was like everyone had been breathing the same dreary air and the rain from the past few days washed away all of those problems. I am still sick so that problem is still alive and kicking but most of any other problems have gone away. I have decided to stop complaining about my minimalistic and materialistic problems and focus on ones that really matter. Like the problems in the Congo and Uganda. There is a girl who i know from softball and middle school named Lauren, who interned with Invisibile Children for 5 months and she is now going off to ireland to pick non pesticide ecologically sound food for the next few months. She is a talented and golden hearted girl she's been giving herself to our world for some time now and i think it's time we all take a chapter from Lauren's book'o'life. (that's my shout out to you lauren if your reading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today went pretty good classes were fine my euro class is more of like a "copy the slide" class but it was fun because me and john were texting about white jacket which is funny and awkward because he was like three seats away. By the way i dont expect anyone to know what i was talking about right there that's more for my own hillarity to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening: Foxy by Jimi H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went smoothly girly talks with Tawnee about how American women are actually the ones putting pressure on themselves about weight and how our teens and pre-teen girls are now expecting themselves to stay thin for their whole lives because they think that's all men want. When in fact, I have met a few guys who actually dont like Stick-figure girls which is nice because I'm not one of those types of girls however our society prizes a slender look and even makes it the norm. Tawnee told me about this poster she saw that said the average model is 5 feet 11 inches and weighs 115 lbs, and the average american is 5 feet 4 inches and weighs 140 pounds. I laughed because I don't see the similarity in the two so I dont see why they are being compared. I guesss i can go off on my rampage about how much i hate stereotypes and aspirations that men and women put on looks and beauty.... so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women think men want this slender woman, but at the same time men also want full breasts and full booties this in itself is a contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;Men think that women should be strong but not stronger then them. Which is fine and I nearly agree with that... except for when a woman is being attacked in an alley and can't lift her arm to punch the guy in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Women think that Hollywood actress' and models actually lose weight by working out and eating right... the truth is they go on fasts and they have money to hire personal trainers who go to their houses to get them moving. I'm sure if everyone in america made 10 million dollars everytime they finished a big project at work they'd be skinny too.&lt;br /&gt;Men set standards that only airbrushing and photoshop can reach.&lt;br /&gt;Women can sometimes be led to think that no airbrushing or photo shop is used on a picture but the truth is every picture goes through airbrush and photoshop even those paparazzi photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Rant.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to bore people. Anyways I've decided that I'm health I look nice and now I just need to focus on me. Not much else to it. Have a good day I love you all &lt;3 natashacp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. you can sit beside me when the world comes down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-32494848845010119?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/32494848845010119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/kings-of-fire.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/32494848845010119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/32494848845010119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/kings-of-fire.html' title='Kings of Fire'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590568833646525414.post-8317118724017400299</id><published>2009-02-16T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:00:02.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Days</title><content type='html'>So this is my first blogger.com blog and to be honest quite refreshing I think here will be a great place to start and unfold the stories that I have in my head. I think it will also be good for me to just be open and honest with everything else I have going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like doing one of those myspace survey's so that everyone can kind of understand where I'm coming from and what I am doing.. I get really annoyed at having to capitolize all of my i's so you may get a lot of those i not I. Sorry but i am just too lazy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Well how bout ya'll get to know me:&lt;br /&gt;My name is Natasha C. P.  (too much detail gets creepy)&lt;br /&gt;I have three older sisters, and a brother in law... this suggests that one of my 3 beautiful sisters is married which is true.&lt;br /&gt;I like acting like I'm five by watching cartoons and laughing at really stupid scripts from disney.&lt;br /&gt;I love dancing alone in my bathroom and singing country music.&lt;br /&gt;I love hip hop, reggae, rock, alternative, hardcore etc.&lt;br /&gt;I love movies of all kinds including silent films, i really miss all of the golden old movies. Musicals and such of that kind.&lt;br /&gt;I am a huge audrey hepburn fan... that woman is an idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have questions go on ahead and ask... i think i am going to be more open about who i am and what i do from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;i like boys.  i dont know why i felt the need to put that but i do .. i like boys even though i hate boys... totally normal for a girl right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5590568833646525414-8317118724017400299?l=natashacp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/feeds/8317118724017400299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8317118724017400299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590568833646525414/posts/default/8317118724017400299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natashacp.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-days.html' title='First Days'/><author><name>natashacp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07126829989151392822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1P5iWKkoksI/SjZ1Zg_XFyI/AAAAAAAAABw/M-rDzvWMYFo/S220/Natasha1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
